Chapter 214 Dimensionality Reduction Strike(1/4)
afternoon.
Next door to the CEO's office, Ren Tingting was leaning at the door of the boardroom, smiling slightly: "Mr. Qin..."
The hip-hugging short leather skirt, long black legs, and cool face show off the mature temptation of a workplace beauty.
"Director Ren, what's the matter?" Qin Yao turned around, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This woman is getting better and better at dressing up.
No, it should be said that the way he dresses is becoming more and more in line with his aesthetics.
As the saying goes, what works first leads to direct consequences. Mr. Qin likes to be a thug in suits, so suits are definitely an indispensable item of clothing in the private wardrobes of building employees.
And when it comes to the number of suits, no one in the entire company can match Ren Tingting. Her wardrobe is filled with all kinds of women's suits, hip-hugging skirts, and... black ripped stockings.
Ren Tingting failed to capture the amazement in Qin Yao's eyes, but she saw a hint of appreciation on his face, and she couldn't help but feel happy.
A man will die for a confidant, a woman will live for a confidant!
"I want to invite Zhuzhu over... I need to discuss with you what position I will give you."
"Ren Zhuzhu?" Qin Yao said in surprise.
Ren Tingting nodded and said: "I didn't study well in college. I came back after four years of study.
Zhuzhu is different. Her academic performance has always been very good, and she even returned to China after getting a doctorate some time ago.
I think our company will definitely be even more powerful if we have her help.”
"What doctorate degree does she have?" Qin Yao asked.
"We are in the Department of Economics, and of course we have a doctorate from this department." Ren Tingting said.
Qin Yao thought: "I have a very challenging position here. Please help me ask her if she is interested."
Ren Tingting was stunned for a moment and asked quickly: "What position?"
"China... Let's go to China. The China Charity Federation aims to carry forward the humanitarian spirit, carry out poverty alleviation and relief actions for people in need from all walks of life, and benefit as many people as possible." Qin Yao said: "This is my recent experience.
She is planning to establish a charity association. Ask her if she is interested in becoming the president of the association."
Ren Tingting pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, I will reply to you as soon as possible."
"No need to worry." Qin Yao smiled and said, "Is there anything else?"
Ren Tingting tried her best to suppress the thought of the invitation and shook her head: "No, Mr. Qin, you are busy first."
Two hours later.
It's getting late.
Ren Tingting, who had put on a simple and elegant cheongsam and had just walked out of the building with her people, when a fat man wearing a white shirt and black trousers pulled a rickshaw over and said with a smile: "Miss Ren, do you want to take a taxi?"
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"Do you know who I am?" Ren Tingting asked curiously.
The little fat man nodded repeatedly: "There are many customers in the department store, so I pull carts here basically every day. After meeting you a few times, I will find out just by asking someone."
Ren Tingting suddenly realized and said with a smile: "I want to go to Renjia Town. The distance is not close, so I'd better go by carriage..."
The little fat man said hurriedly: "Miss Ren, don't look at me as fat, all the flesh in my body is strength.
Besides, the weather is not hot now, so taking a carriage is worse than taking a rickshaw, and you can enjoy the scenery along the way."
Ren Tingting burst into laughter, put away her cheongsam, and elegantly sat in the rickshaw. She raised her head and said to the four bodyguards: "You go find a carriage and follow behind."
"Yes, Director Ren." A bodyguard responded.
‘Hey, my servant always takes a bus when going out. He is worthy of being the boss of a department store.’ The little fat man was shocked and said silently in his heart.
"What's your name?" Ren Tingting asked as the rickshaw started to set off, looking at the street scenery.
"To answer the question, young lady, my name is Zhang DaDa."
"Zhang DaDa...are you very courageous?"
"Of course." Zhang boldly said proudly: "If I were not brave enough, I wouldn't have dared to approach you just now."
"That's true." Ren Tingting agreed.
Zhang boldly smiled and walked briskly: "Miss Ren, the journey is long. Do you want to hear a story? Although I have only been working as a rickshaw for a short time, I have heard a lot of stories."
Ren Tingting was not interested in the story he told. She remembered what Mr. Qin said about the Charity Federation and said, "I won't listen to the story. If possible, can you tell me about your life?"
She wanted to know about the life of a low-level rickshaw driver, and if Zhuzhu took charge of the Charity Federation in the future, she could also give some suggestions.
"my life?"
Zhang DaDa was stunned, blinked, and then said: "My life is very simple. Half a year ago, my family lived in poverty, relying on driving a car for Boss Tan to get food.
Later, I heard that it was very profitable to pull a rickshaw near a department store, so I resigned from Boss Tan and joined a rickshaw shop, where I have been working ever since."
Ren Tingting nodded slightly and asked, "Is the salary from this job enough to support the family?"
"At least you can get more than driving Mr. Tan's car," Zhang DaDa said with a smile.
at the same time.
A yellow-faced monk walked into the administrative area of the department store as if there was no one else around. Hao Jing, who was holding a stack of documents, passed him by and ignored him as if he hadn't seen him.
The monk came to the depths of the office area and looked at the two adjacent offices. He saw one with the sign of the Board of Directors and the other with the sign of the President's Office.
After hesitating for a moment, he first came to the boardroom, reached out and put his hand on the door handle, and the tightly jammed lock cylinder opened automatically.
The monk pushed the door open, closed the door gently, and rummaged through the cabinets in the room. After a long time, he finally found a pile of documents signed with the name "Qin Yao" in a locked cabinet.
"Bah, bah..."
He tore off Qin Yao's signatures one by one, put them into the pockets of his sleeves, then returned the things to their original places and left quietly...
At dusk, the gentle breeze blows the bright sunset.
Yixiu took Qinqing and sent Qin Yao out the door, and said with a smile: "I will prioritize the matters related to the multi-city Chinese medicine seminar and strive to make the first seminar a success."
Qin Yao smiled easily and said: "I don't understand Chinese medicine, so I can only create a platform for you. It's up to you to support Chinese medicine.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As for the first Chinese medicine seminar, I have to trouble you to make a budget budget, and then just go to Director Ren for approval."
Yixiu said with emotion: "You don't understand Chinese medicine, but you have given me a helping hand. This is something that many Chinese doctors have failed to do."
Qin Yao waved his hand and was about to say something modest when a system red screen suddenly appeared in front of him.
[Warning: You have been attacked by the Jing Nian Zen Spell: Confused Mind.]
[Warning: You have been attacked by Jing Nian Zen Spell·Puppet.]
[Warning: You have been attacked by the Pure Mind Zen Spell·Past.]
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【All the above attacks have been blocked by the system for you.】
"What's the matter, Mr. Qin?" Seeing that he was suddenly stunned, Yixiu asked in surprise.
Qin Yao took a deep breath: "I was plotted!"
Yixiu's heart trembled slightly and he hurriedly asked: "Do you need help?"
Qin Yao shook his head: "No need for the time being. Master, do you know about Jing Nian Zen?"
A strange look flashed across Master Yixiu's face: "I know, I know..."
"What is the origin of this Pure Mind Zen Sect?"
"Jing Nian Zen sect was born out of Zen Buddhism and was established by Zen monk Tianseng. After the sect was established, Tianseng established eight characters, namely six, root, pure, pure, four, big, all, and empty." Yixiu.
sermon.
Qin Yao: "If someone uses the magic of Jing Nian Zen to plot against me, how can I find out where he is?"
"Qingqing, go get my eight-sided golden Buddha mirror." Yixiu ordered.
"Oh." Qingqing responded, strode into the yard, and came back after a while holding a mirror inlaid with eight golden Buddha statues.
Qin Yao had seen this mirror in a movie, and he vaguely remembered that Yi Xiu was bothered by Ikkyu knocking wooden fish. After stabbing the villain and pulling out Ikkyu's teeth, Ikkyu used this precious mirror to retaliate, almost turning Si Mu into a tooth.
The Flying Monkey finally solved the magic control by drinking a large tank of oil.
"Master, here it is." Qingqing handed the mirror to Ikkyu.
Ikkyu took the mirror, held it with one hand, and with the other hand, he made a shadow of a treasure seal and printed it into the mirror. In an instant, the eight Buddha statues on the mirror glowed with golden light at the same time.
"Look in the mirror."
Yixiu turned the direction of the mirror, pointed it at Qin Yao's face, and said loudly.
When Qin Yao heard the sound, black lights suddenly flew out from three feet above his head and disappeared into the mirror. The mirror flickered, and a scene gradually emerged...
In the picture, Ji Wen is wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock, standing in front of an altar, holding a brass vajra, and constantly casting spells on a rag doll with a note on it.
Qin Yao took a closer look and saw that the note on the top of the doll's head was his own signature.
"What a wicked monk!"
To be continued...