In the large room of 200 square meters, there is a solid mahogany office desk, with two single leather sofas in front and left, and a majestic picture of a 'Roc spreading its wings' hanging on the wall behind the desk.
The furnishings and furniture in this office alone would cost millions.
The high-spirited Mr. Quan sat on the imported boss chair, his legs resting on the desk and swinging leisurely, and said: "How are the sales now?"
"Young Master Quan, the factory has been working hard 24 hours a day, but it still can't keep up with the national market demand. Business is really booming.
This week alone, we have made more than 60 million yuan, which is faster than robbing money, all thanks to your foresight."
The middle-aged factory director, with a few sparse strands of hair hanging on his head, nodded and bowed his head and flattered him, and his acting of a slave was very vivid.
"Okay, continue to expand the production line, Lao Wang, work hard, and you won't have to worry about it in this life." Mr. Quan sat up straight and smiled with satisfaction.
"Yes, thank you for taking care of me, Mr. Quan, but..." Lao Wang raised his head cautiously and said: "Mr. Quan, our current production only needs 2 months to meet the market demand. If we expand further, we will have overcapacity by then.
, these machines were bought for nothing.”
"Don't worry about that. I still have other drugs to produce. You just need to expand production." Mr. Quan smiled and walked around the office desk, stood beside him, opened his mouth and pressed on his shoulders, saying hard;
"You just have to be obedient, understand?"
"I understand...I understand, Mr. Quan, I understand." A thin layer of sweat broke out on Lao Wang's forehead, with a look of humiliation and pain on his downcast face.
Although Mr. Quan looks like a playboy, the strength in his hands is not weak at all.
With just such a gentle press, Lao Wang felt as if his shoulder was about to be broken, and he no longer dared to comment on anything.
"Haha, do your best, I'm leaving first." Mr. Quan patted his shoulder hard, and left with a big smile.
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Sweden, big classroom.
Gao Shan has just finished his last exchange class, and today will be his last night in Sweden.
"Gao, you are leaving tomorrow. We have prepared a farewell party for you. You must come to attend." While packing the books, Terry came up and pulled him to leave.
"Wait a minute Terry, at least let me put these away first." Gao Shan pointed to the books on the table with a troubled expression and looked at Xinyue with pleading eyes.
"Hey man, you have to act like a man...or we can bring ginger." When he felt the tightness behind him, like a sharp knife pressing against his back, Terry changed the topic.
"Okay, I agree." After hearing that he would bring Xinyue with him, Gao Shan readily agreed, as if he had not hesitated at all just now.
"Are all Chinese men so... considerate?" Terry used a relatively mild word to describe it.
"Yes, Chinese men are always gentle and considerate, take care of their families, take care of women's feelings, and respect their significant other. The same goes for women."
Xinyue stepped forward and stood side by side with Gao Shan, holding his arm with both hands, looking elegant and generous.
The most exciting thing about Gao Shan in Sweden is that his relationship with Xinyue has made a breakthrough.
Although I didn't do anything shameful, I still managed to reach first and second base, especially when I grabbed the soft pillow.
So comfortable...
The welcome ceremony in the evening was held at the most popular bar in the city, Clarice Don.
When they arrived, the bar was already packed with people. It felt like they had seen the market in their hometown when they were children, and there were people drinking and laughing.
Twisting your body wantonly to fully relax every part of your body is a very good relaxing exercise.
Of course, this also depends on the situation.
Just like now, Gao Shan must stick closely to his woman's side to ensure that she will not be eaten by others.
Although this kind of eating tofu may not be intentional, that's not okay either.
"High, cheers, I'll come next time, haha..." Terry raised his glass and shouted.
"Cheers~~" roaring shouts rang out from the scene.
"Cheers, cheers." Gao Shan protected the crescent moon in his arms with both hands, raised his glass and gulped down the beer.
In terms of atmosphere, it is natural to pair it with beer, so that it seems happy.
Xinyue, who was in his arms, had slightly red cheeks and looked happy, enjoying the thoughtful protection.
The strong arms block everything out. What is this sense of security that can make every woman's heart sink?
"Gao, I hope that next time we meet, Chinese medicine will be recognized by more people." Professor Ertz came over with a large glass of dark beer and cheered to him cheerfully.
"Yes, one day." Gao Shan nodded confidently, raised his head and drank happily.
The consequence of this was that after he walked out of the bar and was hit by the cold wind, he became confused and his drunken walk was unusually elegant.
"I'm fine...it's fine." Gao Shan kept saying it was fine as his feet circled the figure eight on the ground.
"Haha, gao... see you next time, burp..." Terry was still in the car while being supported by someone, and kept leaning on the car window and waving to him.
"Goodbye...goodbye..." Gao Shan looked like he'd met his best friend for a long time, lying on the window and waving constantly, so Xinyue, who was worried that he would fall out, could only pull hard on his belt.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" When the car arrived at the apartment downstairs, Gao Shan looked blankly at Xinyue, who was supporting him, and asked curiously.
"Why don't you get so drunk?" Xinyue supported him in a funny way and staggered towards the stairs.
"Hey, you're so good-looking... You look very much like... like that... my future wife." Gao Shan said with a playful smile.
One sentence made Xinyue's body almost soften to the ground. Such earthy love words were really too lethal.
Especially for Xinyue, she had never seen Gao Shan like this before, and it was really hard to imagine his usual calmness and indifference. Could it be that he was just pretending?
After struggling to bring him back to the room and put him on the sofa, Gao Shan muttered nonsense again.
"Wife...child, hot bed, burp...give it...I won't change it for a god, hehe..." Lying on the sofa happily, Gaoshan rolled up the pillow and tucked it between his legs.
He lay down and fell asleep.
Xinyue wiped the sweat from her head and was about to take off his shoes and find a quilt to cover her when she saw his hand grabbing the pillow.
The five fingers are clasped inward to form a claw, and they are clasped on one-third of the length of the pillow. From time to time, the five fingers are still tightening and moving relaxedly, as if they are testing something.
"..." Angrily and amusedly, she snatched the pillow away from his arms. Xinyue turned around and walked towards the bathroom, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"Ah, don't..." Her weightless body was pulled towards the sofa, and before Xinyue had time to struggle, Lushan's claws made her lose power.