Chapter 303: : Li Nanfang's distress

After waking up the next day, Li Nanfang did not go out all day.
Now the old Wu at the Golden Emperor Club doesn’t want him to go to work very much. He happens to spend his energy on business matters. For men, he should focus on his career. Even if he can’t live forever, he must at least leave a prodigal for his descendants. Family property, right?
Southern stockings is the starting point of Li Nanfang's career. Mr. Li has a broad vision and will never just be satisfied to make Southern stockings the world's number one brand. This is just the starting point, the springboard, and the first step in the Long March.
After he has a lot of talents and has a large amount of capital, he will develop real estate, develop banking, develop aviation, and then plant the Chinese flag on Mars—well, he admits that this is a foolish dream, equivalent to living in The people in the moist basement with a monthly rent of 300, nibbled at 80 cents a piece of biscuits, but worried about world peace.
But men without dreams are shameful.
In order to dream, Li Nanfang got up early in the morning and made himself a hearty lunch.
Yes, it’s lunch. Early in the morning means there is still five minutes to go before 12 o’clock at noon.
After eating lunch, lighting a cigarette, and then imitating successful people to soak a cup of Tieguanyin, sitting on the wicker chair on the balcony, frowning while holding the phone, muttering words in his mouth, browsing every new small movie released in the island country. And rated the more authoritative madness index----
Just kidding, Mr. Li, who has lofty ambitions, how could he devote his limited life to such boring incidents. After breaking through the sky, that is, after watching three small movies, he began to make plans.
Southern Group's development plan for the next ten years!
Looking at the line of words written on the paper, Li Nanfang looked at it and felt that his calligraphy was more outstanding. It was definitely a girl’s menstruation. A good stroke (blood) made him intoxicated and appreciated it for half an hour. .
The first point----
Half an hour later, after the first point, there was a "yes".
Looking up at the sun slanting west, Li Nanfang sighed slightly.
He finally admitted reluctantly that with his poor business knowledge, he was not much better than Chen Dali, who was scolded by him as only knowing how to fight and kill, and was useless. If you want to work behind closed doors, you can write a copy. The company’s development plan is more difficult than making a movie with an island girlfriend in person.
Watch another small movie, looking for inspiration?
As soon as this idea came up, it was rejected by Li Nanfang. Life is limited.
In order to cleanse the brain full of black silk, beautiful legs, thin waist and fat buttocks, he resolutely put down his pen and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
This kind of refreshing method is really effective. When I watch a small movie, I feel that seven or eight small movies are all special. Just like the current online novels, they are all beautiful presidents. Flow, never leave its origin, it is really boring.
After the sun set, Mr. Li let off a faint sigh to see him off during the day.
In fact, if Li Nanfang wants to find someone to write a company development plan, it is very simple. Just call Su Yaqier and believe that the little will send the most professional business elites to plan for him. Human-directed plan.
But he wouldn't call Su Ya. The great man said he would do it himself and had enough food and clothing. He would ask women for this little thing. Where should the dignity of a man be put?
In fact, it's not that he didn't call Su Yaqier.
After the call was made, Mr. Li hadn’t spoken yet, Su Ya cried over there and told him that the grandfather who loved her the most, finally left this hard-pressed world in the early hours of this morning and rose to the longing paradise. Up.
When someone loses love and loves his master, if Li Nanfang talks about it again, then he is not a person. He can only listen to Su Ya's sorrowful cries. After a long silence, he said his sorrow and changed his voice. phone.
Looking at the plan with a dozen words in it, Li Nanfang slowly closed his eyes and searched for someone who could help him. After thinking about it, he finally thought of someone.
Min Rou.
He firmly believes that Xiao Rou'er has been flopping in the mall for so long, even if he can't compare with those professional planning masters, but it is not a problem to help him with the current small job.
The question is, will she help?
After thinking of this, Li Nanfang suddenly opened his eyes, shot out with a swift shot, and went straight into the bullfight. If Min Rou was dug into the Southern Group and appointed as the first vice president of the company, he would start a big business with Li. , Isn't it wonderful?
After all, Min Rou owed Mr. Li a big love anyway.
Had it not been for Li Nanfang, the Lao Min family would still be living in dire straits.
Xiao Rou'er has never returned this sentiment.
Now is the time, she should have no reason to refuse.
Mr. Li, who Shi En never reported, immediately grabbed his cell phone and started calling Min Rou's cell phone.
The beep, the beep sound, is so long, in the empty room, it seems so harsh, so that President Li suddenly has a sad feeling of loneliness.
After dialing seven times in a row, seven times, Min Rou never answered Li Nanfang's call!
This is really unreasonable!
Li Nanfang believed that it was not that Min Rou didn't bring the phone, but now she was definitely looking at the caller's name flashing on her phone with a silent sneer.
Why doesn't she answer the phone?
Can you forget how President Li ran for thousands of miles overnight to recover millions of property for her?
As a top student who graduated from a prestigious university, how can the petty bourgeoisie representative of this society be ungrateful?
Just because Mr. Li made Yue Zitong crazy yesterday?
This is not a reason.
By the way, how can a couple not fight?
Fighting is pro, scolding is love, not beating or scolding is not lively, bedside fights and bedside and such a simple truth, she is a famous university graduate who would not understand, and she stood firmly on Yue Zitong's side, ignoring Mr. Li's help Phone?
It is simply disappointing.
Oh, it's immature after all.
Li Nanfang sighed heavily, looked down at the phone book, and looked at every name with a mean stare. Ye Xiaodao—no, it's that is so full of brains except for women and murder.
Chen Xiao, Bai Ling'er?
Ha ha.
Sui Yueyue----What can you do? It's just a scheming mounting.
Liang Yunqing?
Forget it, an old fox is not worth entrusting.
Old Xie couple?
Come on, Li Nanfang firmly believes that once you call them, no matter how tactful he says, Lao Xie promises only hehe, but Mrs. Xue will smash down a lot of irony.
Madam----Li Nanfang finally showed a gentle smile on her face, gently shook her head and continued to turn down.
The small town you know in Jindi Club?
That woman would definitely be able to do it. There were a few bodyguards to protect her when she went to find a duck, but Li Nanfang didn't plan to move her, without any reason.
Flower night god?
No, that woman's background is too mysterious. If she can't provoke her, she won't provoke her.
Who else?
Finally, his finger stopped on Yue Zitong's name, and he didn't move for a long time.
Could it be that Mr. Li has come to a dead end, just for a detailed and professional company development plan, he must lower his arrogant head to the little bitch?
Li Nanfang would not go to her.
Isn’t it just a company development plan? Li Nanfang can spend money to find professionals to do it. Why bother to rack his brains and pain for this little thing?
"A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem. Tomorrow, just tomorrow, I must handle this matter, and I must not waste brain cells like today. With this time, it is better to watch a few more small movies. It."
Rubbing his astringent eyes, Mr. Li, who was exhausted from work all day, stood up and walked to the window, opened a window, let the fresh air blow in, and rolled away the diffuse smoke.
After touching his groaning belly, Li Nanfang remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, and he really didn't want to cook it by himself, so he should go to a small restaurant outside the community to make do with it.
After making up his mind, Mr. Li changed into a outfit that successful people like to wear. After finishing the neckline, he felt that he had forgotten to buy a tie and put it on. When he put it down, he thought that he should buy a big gold watch and put it on. Now, when I take a step, the tourist shoes seem to be inconsistent with the identity of the boss----
Especially, the more you think about it, the more awkward it becomes. Forget it, let's put on the most comfortable black vest.
Putting on light clothes, Li Nanfang walked out of the house whistling, still walking up the stairs, life lies in exercise, right?
Maybe when thinking about the problem today, he smoked too much, Li Nanfang felt a little itchy in his throat, his head shifted when he coughed, and a spit of saliva rushed out, quite accurate, he spit in the two elevator doors. on.
With a light jingle, the elevator door opened slowly.
Damn, this is a coincidence.
When he saw someone coming out, Li Nanfang cursed in his heart. He made a mistake with his feet and slid forward like water. Before the passengers in the elevator saw him, he walked down the stairs.
People who can take the elevator to this floor are more than 80% more likely to be the beautiful neighbor in Donghu.
Li Nanfang didn't want to leave a bad impression on the beauty just because of a sip of water. Naturally, it was better to slip away immediately. As soon as he walked to the corner of the stairs, there was the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, coming from above.
"Sure enough, it is my beautiful neighbor. Well, if it wasn't for my lack of twitching, I would definitely take this opportunity to get to know her head-on. It's better to shake a little hand and invite her to eat ramen in the restaurant together. Feelings about neighbors."
When Mr. Li walked down the stairs quietly and quickly like a cat, Longchengcheng walked out of the elevator, holding a black briefcase in his arms, twisting her charming Meitun, and walking towards her door.
The image of Longchengcheng today has changed again. There is a pair of gold glasses on Qiao's face, which adds a bit of intellectual beauty to her glamour, and also looks a lot more calm and serious, which is more in line with her image of a senior official.
I just walked two steps, and suddenly I felt something was wrong. Why did my left knee feel a bit chilly?
Long Ju looked down—look, look, immediately bent over and raised his hand, covering his mouth.
When did Heisi's beautiful legs have more drool on her knees, she was still the kind of silk that was so long, flashing brilliant colors under the light.
Who is so wicked and spitting thick phlegm on my legs? I don't remember anyone who is within three meters of me. How could there be such a disgusting thing?
Longchengcheng looked back at the elevator, and finally saw the remaining part of the thick phlegm on the closed elevator door, and immediately understood what was going on.
Someone spit on the elevator door while spitting. When she walked out of the elevator, her left leg accidentally touched and stained.
Looking at the freshness and consistency of the thick phlegm, it should have just been vomited-when Longchengcheng analyzed it, his stomach was churning violently again.
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