Chapter 653: : Who is your boss?

"Speaking of Mao? Grass, you seem to have a cucumber in your mouth, hurry up!"
Whenever I saw Gouzi, a more loyal and inadequate little brother, Dali always felt a hatred of iron but not steel, and wanted to greet him with a big mouth.
"The person in charge of the International Convention and Exhibition Center said that we have been disqualified from the booth the day after tomorrow!"
After seeing Brother Dali raising his right hand and walking over, the dog who was worried that he would be slapped, finally could speak normally.
"what?"
Chen Dali was dumbfounded, and then with his big mouth drawn: "What's the matter, what are you talking about?"
This can't blame Brother Dali for being angry.
Let the leg model wear the southern black silk, and walk the show in the booth of the International Convention and Exhibition Center with coquettish steps, but every southerner has been looking forward to it for too long.
How much effort did Boss Li and his younger brothers put in to make the southern stockings a hit at this fashion festival?
Hsinchu is difficult to read.
This is nonsense.
But it is not easy to be true, but it is true.
In particular, it has been determined that there are super leg models like Crawford to help out. Hugh said that it is Chen Dali, a male animal who always likes to use the lower body when thinking about problems. Even Dong Shixiong, a mature and respectful man, is thrilled to think of it.
Imagine that when the southern black silk is shown in the public eye, more than 30 local satellite TVs across the country, including a certain channel of CCTV, will broadcast commercials starring Zhan Fei.
When the show star lightly opens her lips and slowly says "Southern stockings, black and homesick", the supermodel on the stage will scratch the black silk on her leg with her fingernail.
With a bang, the black thread broke, revealing super big white legs----
Fuck, if the world is not crazy about it, God would not want it!
Whether the Southern Group can take off or not depends on this.
But when everyone was looking forward to the dark sky, the dog suddenly ran in and said that the person in charge of the exhibition had cancelled the show booth of the Southern Group at the exhibition.
If you don't give him a big mouth, how can you express the excitement of Dali brother after he was shocked by the news, ah, no, it is shock?
Gouzi held his cheeks, backed two steps, aggrieved: "Director Chen, I didn't talk nonsense. Director Niu, who is in charge of the exhibition center, is outside."
Qingshan’s International Convention and Exhibition Center is in Qingshan Mountain.
The former Director Niu of the Deputy Bureau of the Eastern Investment Promotion Bureau is the leader of the exhibition.
Chen Dali remembered it very clearly. When he was ordered by Boss Li to book a booth there, Director Niu greeted him with a smile, and his mouthful of kind words made him get goose bumps all over his body.
Of course, Director Niu was polite to Brother Dali because of an envelope.
The one hundred thousand yuan bank card was smashed out, just to book a good booth at the exhibition.
As for Director Niu, it's not the kind of person who doesn't do anything about receiving gifts. Anyway, the exhibition space is large enough.
A good position must of course be selected by local companies first.
"Fart, I don't believe that Director Niu will----"
Chen Dali said angrily, and when he raised his right hand again, someone walked in from outside.
"Director Chen."
Dong Shixiong promptly stopped Chen Dali and stopped violently, and looked up at the door.
The person who came in was Director Niu, who came alone with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Director Niu, hello. What's the matter, you can just make a call and we'll be fine. Why did you come here in person? You are welcome."
No matter what Dong Shixiong thinks in his heart, he can maintain the composure that the pillar should have.
"Hey, Vice President Dong, it's hard to say a word."
Director Niu shook hands with Dong Shixiong, sighed, and looked at Gouzi and Wang Defa.
The meaning is obvious, no one, etc., are so rough.
"Guzi, you go out first."
Dong Shixiong understood, and after waving his hand to let the dog go out, he said, "This is Wang Defa, Vice President Wang of our group. They are all by their own. Director Niu, please speak in person."
Chen Dali is the division chief and Wang Defa is the vice president. They are both inexorable executives of the Southern Group. Of course they are qualified to listen to what Director Niu said.
The director of the exhibition center is still very powerful in the eyes of ordinary people.
It's just that Director Niu is like an ant in front of the real big man.
If he doesn't listen to greetings, he can be pinched to death every minute.
Director Niu said in a heart-warming manner that the leader who conveyed to him the notice of "Disqualification of Southern Group's participation in this fashion festival" had once told him cryptically that this was meant by a certain big man in Beijing.
"That big man, his surname is Lin. It seems to be a little holiday with your Southern Group boss. That's all I know. Vice President Dong, I'm sorry, I can't do anything."
Director Niu recounted briefly, took out a bank card from his pocket, turned around and walked quickly without waiting for Dong Shixiong to say anything.
Director Niu has been walking for a long time, and everyone is still in a dull state.
The booth that had been booked a long time ago was cancelled, and the Convention and Exhibition Center not only had to refund the deposit of Southern Group, but also paid certain losses according to the contract. This is a trivial matter.
It is even a trivial matter how Shenlong offended such a big man when he saw Boss Li who did not see the end.
The key is that the opening of the Fashion Festival is just around the corner, and the Southern Group is ready for everything but the east wind, but the east wind has changed to the west wind.
What should I do about this?
Tonight, the international supermodel Crawford from the United Kingdom and his party are about to arrive in Qingshan.
result.
"Ugh."
Dong Shixiong sighed lightly and spoke first: "The news that we have been disqualified for the exhibition will be temporarily sealed. We are divided into three groups. I am responsible for going to the airport to meet the guests. Vice President Wang, you call the boss. Chen Chu Long, you call President Yue. No matter what, we can't panic."
When he said these words, bitter water kept rising in his stomach.
He thought that the reason why Jinghua Lin's family played this way was because Li Nanfang was covering him and Lin Wanqing.
But even if he committed suicide with a guilty abdomen because of this, so what?
The only way to take effective measures immediately is to actively seek countermeasures.
Whether it was Wang Defa or Chen Dali, now they have developed the habit of seeing Dong Shixiong as the leader of the horse. They did not disobey his orders in the slightest, and immediately acted separately.
As for whether to go to the airport at night to greet the goddess of beautiful legs, the two of them said-who is the goddess of beautiful legs?
When the mobile phone rang, Yue Zitong just walked out of the small temple in Yunge Mountain.
She didn't say thirsty, so Young Master Feng bought water and drank it.
With a numb look, he took out his cell phone and glanced at it to reveal that Yue Zitong directly refused to answer.
Hugh said that Brother Dali was just a poor little brother of Li Nanfang, and even if Scum Li called in person, she would not bother to answer.
But Chen Dali's greatest strength is shameless.
Mr. Yue clearly refused to accept it, and he continued to fight.
Once, twice, three or four times.
When it sounded for the fifth time, Yue Zitong, who wanted to shut down, sighed silently and finally gave him some face.
"Mr. Yue, where are you now?"
The sound of Chen Dali's anxious roar shocked Mr. Yue's ears.
He took his cell phone to the side and looked at Feng Dashao who was waiting in line to buy water. Yue Zitong walked to the back of the temple.
Behind is a bamboo forest.
It seems that where there are temples, there will be this thing.
It seems that the monks especially love bamboo shoots.
Yue Zitong said lightly: "Where am I, do you have the right to know?"
"No, no. Of course I didn't."
Chen Dali hurriedly explained, and then uttered clearly, explaining that it was Mao to call President Yue.
"Oh?"
Yue Zitong finally got a little bit of energy, but it was a gloat that Chen Dali couldn't see: "Is there still such a thing? Haha. I see, you called me, hoping that I could act for your group like last time. Firefighter."
"That's what it means."
How dare Chen Dali deny it at this time, and immediately displayed his flattering skills: "Mr. Yue, in our minds, you are the chief executive of South Group's Zhengdao, and our boss "
Brother Dali's understanding of women's minds can be considered a little insight.
I know some things about Mr. Yue and Boss Li, so she definitely likes to hear people call her the boss lady.
He was considering whether there were two or more bosses in a sentence, and the boss would interrupt him when the sentence was not smooth.
Cold, without feeling: "Who is your boss?"
Brother Dali was immediately confused and speechless.
His IQ is not bad, and based on Yue Zitong's tone of speech, he can analyze the meaning involved.
"Chen Dali, I warn you. In the future, you dare to call me the lady boss again and I will break your leg."
After giving a sneer and warning to Brother Dali, Yue Zitong ended the call.
"Tongtong. I said why I can't find you, it turns out you are here."
When Yue Zitong looked back, he saw Master Feng, who had a face full of spring breeze, and walked over quickly with two bottles of pear juice.
"Just look at the bamboo."
Yue Zitong casually found a reason.
"Do you like bamboo?"
Master Feng handed over a bottle of pear juice and said, "This is easy to handle. After we get married, I will plant a bamboo forest behind the villa for you."
Yue Zitong smiled noncommittal and changed the subject: "At night, I want to drink some wine."
Drinking is good.
Don't tell me, I still want to find a reason to have a few drinks with you.
I really didn’t realize that you were in a bad mood. If you invited me to Yunge Mountain, you might have been stimulated?
Hey, I'm afraid you suddenly regret it.
As long as you can drink, you will definitely get drunk, then I can----ah, haha.
Young Master Feng, who smiled secretly in his heart, nodded immediately and said that there was no problem.
Tonight, he will have a drink with Mr. Yue, not drunk or sleeping.
When you drink too much, you will get sleepy, especially those who didn't rest well last night.
Li Nanfang didn't sleep well last night, and the new sister didn't sleep well.
When the two of them flew together to the clouds, they had already drunk two bottles of liquor.
When the sun was about to set, Li Nanfang, who faintly heard the ringing of his cell phone, slowly opened his eyes.
They are still in the restaurant.
Helan Xiaoxin lay on the table, still sleeping.
The air in the restaurant is still filled with a special smell.
The floor was full of plates and leftovers, which was swept to the floor by Helan Xiaoxin who was lying on the table, screaming.
Looking at the scars all over her body, Li Nanfang felt a little--a sense of accomplishment.
What he didn't want to bite was what she asked for.
This woman's nerves have long been abnormal.
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