After getting the true biography of Fiseld's person in charge in Asia, Fangran felt like he was being assisted by a god, processing the files on the desktop like a chopping machine.
After all the troublesome stuff that needed to be processed, calculated and verified within the group was thrown to Abel, all the remaining documents could be solved with "None of my business" and "None of your business".
Fang, super fast, just like the anxious and horny man whose dream lover has already stripped naked and is lying on the bed but has not finished the work!
Keep an eye on the alliance he has secretly made.
Quickly 'processing' one business document after another.
At this point, Su Qun knew that Fang Ran knew nothing, but still placed him in a high position. He could only rely on communicating with Su Lengyue to get help, killing two birds with one stone and improving his vision, structure, etc., so as to come up with something
Confident plans that fit the participants' identities...
Basically lost...
Well, it's impossible to succeed in the first place.
At this moment, Fangran held a pen with bright eyes and signed his 'opinions' on one document after another.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a disdainful chuckle, and his writing was flying!
——"Suhang Pharmaceutical Company Cooperation Intention Application Form"
'We are very grateful for your suggestion and will respond as soon as possible.'
Pharmaceutical collaboration?
No~no~no~, there is no need to make medicine. I can consider making a staff.
——"Inspection Report of the International Chemical Supervision Agency"
'We will conduct detailed analysis and research on this, actively consider your suggestions, and take action as soon as possible.'
Go ahead, the name sounds awesome!
But why are you so lenient? Does your organization with the word "international" at the beginning live by the sea?
——"Statement on your company's research and development methods for selling new influenza drugs"
'We are very grateful for your suggestion and will respond as soon as possible.'
influenza....
Fortunately, I always keep Sanjing Shuanghuanglian, so I don’t catch a cold during flu season!
——"Introduction to Southern Bank's Lending Discounts this Year"
'We will conduct a detailed analysis and study on this, actively consider your suggestions, and respond as soon as possible.'
em.
Why is this kind of file that looks like an advertisement mixed in...
Fangran's eyes were bloody, and his crotch was wet, and he just gave it...ahem, sorry.
Fucked, let’s start again.
Fangran's eyes were shining, and his hands were windy. (?_??) He pressed the pain and it hurt... Slap! (slap)
Don't...don't, don't do it...
In short, he moved his pen like flying, filling in various documents simply and effectively with his ever-changing two-sentence replies, as if he had found the feeling of crazily cramming for Marx homework in his freshman year.
Overall, we must firmly grasp the good core of socialism, closely eulogize the bright future of the party, and keep in mind the words "in-depth implementation" often said by top teachers.
Anyway, it feels like you already know the answer and the writing is done.
Then Fangran thought that he would basically use these two sentences over and over again, changing one to the middle and the other to the back, and from time to time, he would take a peek at the beautiful secretary in the cubicle not far away, so that he could finish these official duties and secretly type.
During the alliance.
He pulled out a document that said "Application for mid-term seaside vacation for all laboratory employees in August"...
Fang Ran: "..."
Almost instinctively, he could only write those two sentences and at most change them into blanks. He was silent for a second.
Then I wrote it silently below.
'The application is not approved and rejected.'
...
silence...
Silence...silence...
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Hum!(｀へ′)=3
My baby can't even go to the beach to play in the sand during the summer vacation. Not only can't he go, but he has to train in hell. You bunch of social animals actually want to go on a vacation at public expense!?
Haha (sneer), it doesn’t exist.
It's hard to say at other times, but today when I'm sitting in this position...
Don’t even think about it!
Your immediate superiors ordered you,
Get out of here and get to work!
Fang succeeded in showing confidence in a strange and useless place.
"Go! Go! Go..."
Fangran threw the document aside in disgust, yawned, stretched deeply, and habitually peeked to see if Su Lengyue was paying attention to her side, and then accidentally saw her leaning over
A scene of picking up something.
Wearing a white shirt under a black suit skirt, she has a smooth S-curve figure, and her legs are slender and sexy with tight black stockings.
The neckline is opened, and the action of leaning over is used to improve the participants' eyesight....
Cough cough cough...
Fangran quickly looked away, his face slightly red. He obviously didn't have that kind of intention, but he still felt ashamed and felt like a pervert.
Sorry, I really didn't see anything.
Then he moved his eyes back to the last document in his hand, feeling happy in his heart.
As long as you finish writing this last part, your baby will be sexually happy!
Then Fangran suddenly saw the header of the document in his hand.
"Related Agreements and Contracts Regarding the Transport of Medical Equipment from North America to the International Market"
contract??
Why is this kind of thing even mixed in...
Fangran was sweating profusely as he thought about it speechlessly, and then sighed helplessly thinking about it.
You really can't write this kind of thing blindly...
so...
It’s decided that it’s you, come out, the handsome foreign man with dark brown instant noodle hair!
Then Fangran dialed Abel's phone number and secretly hid it behind the monitor.
"Hello, I'm Abel."
I know you are!
As if he didn't read the call message, Abel answered politely, and Fangran asked quickly in a low voice:
"Hello, Abel?"
"Mr. Fang, that's great, can you..."
"Don't talk nonsense yet, tell me quickly, how should I deal with this contract document?"
Fangran asked, covering the call port and scratching his head while looking at the last document.
"contract?"
There was no big surprise in Abel's voice. For him, contracts are as frequent and familiar as the reports he gave in college.
"Hmm, hmm, there is a contract document at the end, which means it allows me to make a decision!?"
Fangran looked embarrassed, fearing that he would delay the operation of the resuscitation hospital by signing blindly or not signing.
The old Chinese doctor who was busy treating diseases and saving lives in the afternoon completely forgot about it.
This is the document Su Lengyue told him not to worry about...
"Mr. Fang, you may not have entered business yet. To put it bluntly, a contract is nothing more than an agreement on interests and interests, demands and demands. After comprehensive consideration, if this contract has positive value or meaning, signing it will not
any problem."
Abel's voice was as reliable as a 'student' as always, giving Fangran a sense of salvation.
"But I don't know if this contract is beneficial to the group."
When Fangran said this, he spoke quite feebly, but Abel's voice was still calm and reliable. When he said this, he revealed a strong self-confidence, which made people extremely reassuring.
"It doesn't matter, you can briefly talk to me about the details of the contract, and I can help you make a judgment based on the simple and necessary treaties."
Just a few details needed...
So strong!?
That's fine, I'm just waiting for your words.
I knew a high-end talent like you would be able to do it!
"Okay, let me read its name to you. It's called About Delivering Medical Care to North America..."
"Well, okay, I'm clear."
Fang Ran: "..."
Medical treatment... treatment... treatment...
(?_?)
Do you dare to wait until I finish reading?
....
...
Pfft...I didn't even finish reading the name and you understood it...
Just now you said that you only need a few simple details to judge. I still doubt whether you are bragging to me...
So it turns out that you were a little more modest!? (Yun covered her face and cried sadly)
"Speaking of Mr. Fang, haven't the people from the Sacred Heart Group told you?"
Hearing Fangran's voice suddenly stop, Abel smiled slightly and said.
"Said, what did you say?"
Fang Ran asked in confusion as he was shocked that Veronica's subordinate Fischer, the person who managed the entire Asian medical industry, could understand the contents of the contract by only hearing half of the file name.
"That document states that the Sacred Heart Group wants to transport large-scale medical facilities to North America, starting from the most economically open region in North America, to open up the international market. After all, it has no competitors and no room for development in China."
Listening to Abel talking about these matters in the business field calmly and with a smile, Fangran looked at the documents he opened and sighed, in addition to sighing at his calm talk and the tone he was used to seeing such powerful things.
The first page contains exactly what Abel said.
I was confused, thinking...
Damn it, he actually really understands it!?
I feel like my title of ‘miraculous old Chinese medicine doctor’ can change hands.
"Oh, so...so?"
Fangran continued to flip through the document. It was full of various mechanical models and their cost calculations that he had never seen before. His head was dizzy when he saw it, and he asked in confusion.
"Although the Sacred Heart Group is the largest company in China, if they want to enter the international market and get a piece of the cake, they cannot avoid the recognition of a giant, unless they have the confidence to become their enemy."
Abel's voice was still full of confidence and smile, and he seemed to have infinite power to support his belief when he said such a sentence.
"Behemoth? What behemoth?"
It seems that Sister Xushu has never told me about this kind of thing.
"Of course..."
Fangran was slightly confused, then he continued to turn over the document in his hand and asked Abel. Then he heard Abel chuckle and answered proudly:
"That's us Fiseld."
The hand that was flipping through the document suddenly froze. Fangran listened to this sentence and looked at a word that appeared frequently on the last page of the document with a stiff expression.
Fiseld.
Is that so?
Fangran closed the document in confusion, shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"I just said, how do you know so well?"
Then he sighed slightly, thinking about how Su Xus usually took care of him, and that she was the only woman in the night office that he could barely cope with. Fangran leaned on the boss's chair and asked Abel on the other end of the phone.
At this moment, he finally had a temperament that was suitable for sitting in this position.
"Will signing this contract cause any loss to Fiseld?"
For some reason, from the moment he heard this sentence, or because of Fang Ran's tone of speaking from Fiseld's point of view, Abel was awed and answered seriously:
"No, it's just that the same thing doesn't have much benefit. I just rejected Miss Su Yanxi's proposal because of this."
After a pause, Abel smiled slightly, as if he could see that if he stood here, he would bow slightly and gracefully like a noble.
"However, since the Sacred Heart Group and Miss Yanxi are your friends, then Fiseld has enough reasons to ignore these."
Fiseld...
Once again, he clearly understood how huge this name was. Fangran shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly.
Thinking of the sexy pale figure with long silver-gray hair on the screen before, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling in his heart again...
It's such a dreamy and ridiculous suggestion...
"In that case, I'll trouble you later."
After finishing the last document, Fangran stretched out. The top-grade leather swivel chair really gave people a comfortable and excellent feeling.
"It's my pleasure."
Listening to Abel's answer on the phone, Fangran finally breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and returned to normal.
Put on that hey smile again and look at the L icon on the computer...
Then just when he wanted to hang up the phone and go be happy by himself...
Abel suddenly said anxiously:
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Fang."
"Well, what's wrong?"
Fangran asked strangely, his voice sounded like he had encountered some difficulty.
But it doesn’t make sense!?
From the short contact, Fangran has already understood that, aside from his awesome status as the general manager of the medical field in Asia, this handsome foreign guy who can control the instant noodles in Asia is a super powerful and reliable person.
What difficulties can such a guy encounter?
"I'm sorry that it's not good for what you promised to do, but Mr. Fang, can you tell me..."
Then just when Fangran was puzzled, he heard Abel's voice on the phone, which was very helpless and spoke with a wry smile, with deep doubts that seemed to emerge from the depths of his soul.
"What is the powerful hypnotic technique that the patient said uses a magical Chinese medicine called Xuanmai Ganjie as an introduction? How come I have never heard of it?"