"Unnie...what's wrong with drinking your carton of milk? I still need to grow taller." Faced with Eun Jung's attack, the group leader's maknae would not show weakness.
To say that Long Zaizi's strength and physical strength are really impressive, even if Enjing is already sitting on him, he can still resist with all his strength.
"Oh, you resisted quite fiercely. Hehe, I like it. Xiaomin came over and dealt with her together." Eunjing will not show mercy when dealing with this maknae.
"Axi...Park Hyomin, you are not allowed to come over, or I will fight you tooth and nail."
"Ah, Park Ji-yeon, you are really crazy. You even dare to call me by my name. It seems that you will not be able to do anything if I don't deal with you today."
With the addition of Xiaomin, the battle immediately became one-sided. In the end, Longzai had no choice but to surrender and lie down, letting the two Ernies attack her.
Seeing the ending of Long Zai's attempt to commit suicide, Baolan shook her head and put down the empty milk carton, reaching out to grab the fruit placed in front of her.
Suddenly a hand stretched out from beside her, and before she could react, the fruit was gone.
Bao Lan looked at So Yan who was still watching the show with bulging cheeks. She pouted her little mouth and was filled with grief and anger. She was the biggest Unnie, why did she end up being bullied by others?
Well, you are all bosses. If she dares to resist, her fate will definitely be worse than that of the dragon cub who just tried to commit suicide.
The battle between the three of them has come to an end. Long Zaizi is lying on the sofa panting, without even the strength to raise his hands. His long hair is messy, his face is flushed, and the clothes on his chest are pulled to reveal
A touch of snow-white.
Enjing wasn't much better either. Her hair that had just been washed was wet with sweat again. Her pajamas were pulled to the side. A large piece of her snow-white shoulders was exposed to everyone's sight. It seemed that this bath
It's all in vain.
Only Xiaomin was still intact, after all, all she had just done was hold down Long Zizi's feet.
Facing this erotic scene, Curie's eyes widened. It had been a long time since that incident when he had seen such an intense fight scene.
When no one was paying attention, Curie secretly raised his phone, clicked a few pictures, and put down his phone before the three people looked over, pretending to be nonchalant.
"Eunjing, what were you talking about when you said China was so sleepy, Qi?" Soyan, who had watched the show for a long time, clapped her hands leisurely and asked after swallowing the last bite of fruit.
"Mo? Did I just talk about China's sleepy death?" I don't know whether it was because of the sleep before going to bed or because of the strenuous exercise just now. Enjing patted her forehead and felt a little fragmented.
"Guilty..." x4, except for the dragon cub who is still lying dead.
Enjing raised her head and began to recall the messages she had seen on her phone before, completely forgetting that she was still sitting on Long Zaizi's body.
"Onie, can you go down? I'm almost crushed to death by you."
"Miane, maknae, I forgot." Enjing straightened her clothes, got off Long Zaizi and sat on the floor.
"By the way, I remembered, I saw the poor people in China saying a name."
"What name?" x5
"It seems to be called, Yang Xiaojian..."
Two more days passed like this. In a Chinese-style teahouse on the top floor of a building in Jiangnan District, Zhou Jing was sitting at the table by the window, quietly looking at the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, and moving his fingers rhythmically.
There was a gentle tapping on the table.
The tea on the table has lost its heat, and there are many words recorded densely on the open notebook. The guzheng version of "Pipa" floats in the empty hall, surrounding it with a touch of sadness.
It's a pity that Zhou Jing didn't have time to be sad. He only did two things in the company these two days, which was talking and observing.
Zhou Jing, the head and deputy head of all classrooms, came to talk to each other one by one to understand the situation. Of course, he only listened but did not express any opinions during the process.
In addition, he quietly observed the interactions between Chinese and Korean colleagues during work and breaks.
Many problems were found here, and Zhou Jing recorded them one by one, but he was not in a hurry to solve them. Instead, he wanted to wait for Zhu Ziping to give him a detailed report when he came back, and discuss solutions by the way.
But this was not the most difficult problem at present. During the conversation, Zhou Jing was keenly aware that the movements of two people were very unusual. To put it bluntly, they were a little restless.
One is the shareholder representative director of Tongyun. According to the original agreement, this director should not and cannot interfere with the specific matters of the project, but this man always introduces local suppliers to the company, both covertly and overtly.
Korean colleagues did not dare to refuse director Nim's request, while Chinese colleagues did not know how to refuse.
And here comes another figure, the director of the contract room, Li Minxian, an old man who has worked in Pudong Railway for many years in procurement.
The contract room is a special classroom in the equipment department. The directors of other rooms are all Chinese, but this room is an exception.
Considering that a large number of procurement contracts were signed with local Korean suppliers, in order to facilitate smooth communication, Lee Min-hyun was appointed as the director of the office. Logically speaking, this contract office only has the power to sign contracts and supervise the execution of contracts with local suppliers. It does not have the power to set factory prices.
of power.
However, this man seemed to be cooperating with the director Nim, both covertly and covertly, which attracted Zhou Jing's great attention. However, there was currently no evidence to deal with them, so Zhou Jing was thinking about how to beat them.
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"Brother Zhou Jing, I want to thank you for sending me this white peony cake. The seven-year-old tea is very good."
Zhou Jing recovered his mind and saw the proprietress dressed in ancient style sitting opposite him, he smiled and replied:
"Why are you so polite, Sister Xin? Since you recognize me as your little brother, I can't come to you empty-handed, haha."
Sister Xin is the proprietress of the "Lantingxuan" teahouse. She is nearly twenty years older than Zhou Jing. She is also a good friend of Xiao Su's mother. When she heard that Zhou Jing was introduced by Xiao Su, she immediately became close to Zhou Jing.
stand up.
Naturally, Zhou Jing fell in love with this place at first sight. The style and environment suited him very well, and the store also had a good collection of good teas.
According to Sister Xin, her husband invested in opening it, and a large part of the reason is for her husband to discuss business with others here, so it doesn't matter how many guests there are, but the taste must be good.
Zhou Jing raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch, then began to pack his things.
"Sister Xin, I have an appointment with someone for dinner tonight, so I'll leave first." Zhou Jing made an appointment with Zheng Xiaojun for dinner in the evening. It was mainly because Zheng Xiaojun was busy that he finally made the appointment to meet for dinner today.
"Then go slowly. Next time I come, I'll treat you to some of my new good tea."
"Dele, see you later." Zhou Jing jokingly said goodbye to Sister Xin using a Beijing film.
Zhou Jing bought a 500,000 won membership card here. Every time he makes a purchase, he can deduct money from the card and there are also discounts.
Ten minutes later, Sister Xin had just cleared the table where Zhou Jing was sitting when she heard the sound of the door being opened. She quickly turned to face the door and said:
"Anihasay..."
"Anihasay, store manager Nim, it was Yuting Oni who introduced me here."
A tall and graceful beauty stood in front of her, looking at Sister Xin with a pair of sparkling eyes.