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Chapter 1793

Chen Xueyi has passed away, but the fragrance still lingers around her.

As soon as Chen Xue left, the entire marketing operations department went into a panic.

Everyone gathered around Zhou Shuang and asked: "Wow, Zhou Shuang, can't you tell, you and Mr. Li still know each other?"

"Mr. Li also specially asked Mr. Su to send someone to send money. How much is it?"

Not to mention ordinary employees, even the deputy manager was very curious.

Zhou Shuang said hurriedly: "Don't think nonsense. Mr. Li was eating buns at my bun shop this morning and forgot to bring cash, so he specifically asked someone to give the money to me."

After saying that, Zhou Shuang opened the envelope, took out the two yuan and fifty cents inside, and said, "Look, it's just for breakfast, nothing else."

Everyone was disappointed when they saw the truth of the matter. It turned out to be such a trivial matter.

No matter for Zhou Shuang or Li Jin, this is just a trivial incident.

It is impossible for Li Jin to pay special attention to Zhou Shuang because of this matter. If Zhou Shuang wants to live a better life in the company, he can only rely on his own business ability and communication skills.

The interlude is over.

If there is really any change in Zhou Shuang's life, it is that since this incident, their bun shop has become a prime breakfast spot for employees of Jinqing Company due to the appearance of Mr. Li.

Its popularity even surpassed the company canteen, which is famous for its delicious and rich food.

When Zhou Shuang got the money, Li Jin was making a long-distance call.

"There is something I may need your help with, and it's only in the past two days." Li Jin got straight to the point.

Far away in Hong Kong City, Li Songci lowered his head and signed his name on a document in the Asia-Pacific headquarters office of Gaosheng Investment Bank. He handed it to his secretary and signaled her to leave the office first. Then he leaned back comfortably on his chair and joked:

"Mr. Li, you are a famous person now. Even the U.S. stock market has crashed for you. Is there anything else that this little girl can help with?"

"Everyone with a discerning eye can see how serious the reality is. Do you have to show how anxious I am in front of you?" Li Jin said with a bitter smile.

Li Songci hummed softly: "You also know that the consequences will be serious? You still do it if you know it. If you do this, you will offend the United States and Wall Street to death."

"If I don't do this, I will be offended. Do I still expect those capitalists to let me go?" Li Jin said playfully.

Li Songci played with the expensive signature pen.

This Montblanc Bohemian Limited Signature Edition is only sold in fifty pieces in the world. It is guaranteed to be replaced for a lifetime and is extremely valuable.

If other people had obtained such a pen that could be exchanged for the most expensive sports car, they would probably put it in the cupboard as a gift, but in Li Songci's hands, it returned to its most essential role...that is, for writing.

That's all.

"You are a noble man now. Tell me, what is going on?" Li Songci knew that Li Jin would not go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything, not to mention that it was such a critical time. Since he had found himself, there must be something very important.

So she didn't waste too much time.

"I heard that the Samsung chaebol has been in contact with your family, hoping to get some help from your family in the American political arena?" Li Jin asked.

Li Songci raised his eyebrows.

Li Songci's eyebrows are rare among women and are extremely difficult to control. If an ordinary woman has such eyebrows, it will inevitably look rough and uncoordinated, but these sharp knife-edge eyebrows complement each other perfectly on Li Songci.

Not only does it not look masculine, but it adds two points of fierceness to Li Song's poems that ordinary women never have.

"I don't know much about the specific things in the family, but I seem to have heard of such a thing before."

"Boss Li, you can do it. On the surface, you seem to be indifferent to my family, but secretly, you know such secret information?"

Li Songci's surprise was not fake.


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