Chapter 915: breakfast

Chapter 915 Breakfast
In the morning, Song Ying returned to the Song Dynasty as usual. On the one hand, it is because Song has already made a decision to return to China. She needs to arrange things within the group in a short period of time. This is a task with a lot of work.
On the other hand, the news of Song Ying’s attack was somewhat spread, and she had been detained in the hospital for a while, so she has not appeared in the sight of the Song Dynasty’s employees for a long time, so she has to come back. Reasons.
Of course, after going through these things, Song Ying is now traveling much more than before, and Song has also appointed Song Da to protect himself. There is also a small team selected from the village, which has been hidden in the dark.
The best way to break a rumor is the rumor itself. When Song Ying’s spirit appeared in the group’s moment, those who were seriously injured by Miss Song Ying and whose life was dying were directly unfair.
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"Can't find someone?"
Inside the office, Song Ying frowned and looked at her secretary Su Mei. She is reporting with Song Ying that something that an employee in the finance department can't find.
"There was a leave request on the table. But I asked the supervisor of the department. The supervisor said that he did not take the word." Su Mei quickly said: "In addition, we checked some of the accounting computers and found all the information inside. It has been formatted."

What did the Ministry of Internal Affairs say?
Song Ying’s fingers repeatedly repeated the action of tapping the desk.
"I am afraid that the money has been absconded." Su Meizheng said: "Because a batch of money that was going to be sent to the bank on the day, all disappeared."
Song Ying snorted and scared Su Mei suddenly dare not speak.
The accountant suddenly disappeared, and the hotel’s turnover on the day was stolen... These things happened after Su Mei’s accountant provided the account book for China Street’s expenditure in recent years.
"It seems that I can only ask the president of the Chamber of Commerce. There should be a backup on the side of the Chamber of Commerce." Song Ying shook his head.
Su Mei quickly said: "Then I will immediately inform the White President on the side of the Chamber of Commerce and let him prepare."
Song Sakura bit his lip at this moment and suddenly said: "No, wait until the temporary meeting is over, prepare the car, I will go straight, you better not tell."
Su Mei nodded... It seems that Miss Song Ying is planning to come to visit suddenly... Indeed, if there is any problem, only this sudden visit can find some clues.
"Miss, haven't you had breakfast yet? I will let you prepare for you." Su Mei said later: "There is still some time from the meeting. There is still one day's work today. I am afraid I can't support it without eating something."

Song Ying really did go out early today. It was only early in the morning when she went out... She was actually the first person who the Song family woke up almost every day.
"Well... well, get some food." Song Ying nodded.
Su Meidao: "Can Benedict eggs with black coffee?"
This is the breakfast that Song Ying often eats - as a secretary, Su Mei has long been remembered.
Unexpectedly, Song Ying suddenly said: "I don't want to eat this today... Drink porridge, today I want to eat lighter, and the porridge is good. Su Mei, the porridge you made last time is quite good, still kind Well. Why, is there any problem?"
Su Mei suddenly stunned, and then under the eyes of Song Ying's doubts, he quickly said: "Okay, I will prepare immediately."
Su Mei quickly left the office. When she closed the door, she saw that Song Ying had bowed her head and began to look at the documents piled up on the desk.
"It’s terrible. It’s too sleepy. Some of the steps are unclear... but it’s just a porridge. The practice is similar... there should be no problem.
Su Mei walked away toward the kitchen with some absent-mindedness.
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Not long after Su Mei left, a senior management in the Song Dynasty Hotel knocked on the door and came in.
It’s not something important, it’s just a request from an environmentalist, and a plan is attached.
"Miss Sakura, the initiator of this project is Mr. Quadick. You know, Mr. Quatick is a great aristocrat, and he has a lot of power. He is an environmentalist, so more or less we need to give him some face."

Required to rectify the joint list of all unqualified factories with serious pollution?
Song Ying turned over a few pages and then threw it aside without interest.
You look at it, anyway, we don’t have much in heavy work. These environmentalists are really troublesome, so if you look at what they still need, just give them as they please, as they are sent... Maybe there is a place to use in the future. Um... 'Green Guardian', this flag has been hit Come out? It’s so busy...

Song Ying shook his head, not much care, this senior management was authorized to handle, and also left the office.
At this moment, there was only Song Da and Song Ying in the office. Song Da was sitting on the sofa, sitting upright, closing his eyes, and seemed to be doing his homework.
Song Ying is actually not very used to work, there is a person who can't help. Only her grandfather Song Tianyou has already spoken, even if it is on the toilet, Song Da has to wait outside.
At this time, Song Ying received an international long distance call.
The voice of a woman.
Song Ying remembered the fact that she had asked an assistant around her to rush to China in advance... It was just that there were too many things in the past half a month, and I almost forgot about it.
"Oh... what happened to the matter?" Song Ying asked casually.
"Miss Sakura, I have successfully merged into this editorial club. I am using the identity of a foreign graduate student and have completed the entry procedures. I can go to work tomorrow."
"It's good." Song Ying nodded.
"The target person, I will look for an opportunity to come tomorrow, Miss Sakura, don't worry, I will definitely poke the true face of this liar."
"So, actually..."
Song Ying Zhang opened her mouth - earlier, she made people quietly go to China, in fact, is planning to start from the place where Luo Qiu live, investigate this guy inside and outside, and also evaluate this guy Product.
It’s just that there is no doubt about whether Luo Qiu is really a Song family. Song Ying really didn’t know how to revoke this command.
"Miss Sakura, what is it?"
Song Ying quietly aimed at Song Dayi’s eyes, and cleared Qing Zizi’s words:
Nothing, you are doing very well, you can continue to follow the original plan. If you have any needs or news, please contact me!

"Ok."
Song Ying only sighed... The guy, after all, saved himself and Gan Hong, and it seems that he really didn’t plan to figure out what...
"Mixed balls, every day, the net will say something weird, inexplicable words..."
At this point, the office door was ringing again, and the secretary Su Mei had already taken a bowl of porridge and came in. The chef also made some Chinese-style fritters.
From the early morning to the early Song Sakura, I was already hungry and ate. I just started to eat it. But after she drank two porridges, she suddenly stopped and looked up at Su Mei with a puzzled look. "It tastes like some." the same?"
"Ah? Impossible? I am all following..." Su Mei was shocked and subconsciously grabbed his lips.
"What are you following?"
"No...nothing, what I said is to follow the steps." Su Mei explained quickly.
"Su Mei, do you have anything to look at me?" Song Ying suddenly suddenly became cold.
Su Mei was shocked. At this moment, he had to come from the real way: "Sorry, Miss Sakura. The porridge that morning was not made by me. In fact, it was done by Master Luo Qiu. He is afraid that you will not eat, and I am worried about you." I will be hungry for a night, so I will send it to you... I didn’t deliberately lie to you, sorry, sorry.

"This dead guy..."
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Chinatown Luoqiu came this time for the third time. After the first fruit shop to ask for things, the clerk who played the mobile phone actually recognized the person - the most important thing is to recognize Song Yuran. It is.
"Persimmon! This time I got a little persimmon, do you want to buy it this time?"
Even Song Songran and Luo Qiu are going to buy something to remember. Song Haoran seemed to feel good at this moment. When he said, he walked into the shop. When he came out, he had already held a bag of persimmons.
When the money was paid, the clerk found that the white water pond, the president of the chamber of commerce, was standing next to him. This quickly said that the bag of persimmons did not collect money.
Song Zhenran really did not give it again, and there was no pressure to get this little cheap. He couldn't seem to see the scary expression that the clerk saw in the white water pond. Instead, he said haha. "White president, it seems that I am immersed in your light. On this Chinese street, your face is really So good."
There is still something in this statement. The Baishuitang is completely understandable. He thought that Song Yuran would go directly to the destination, but he did not expect to come to Zhonghua Street. Song Haoran was leisurely strolling up the street.
Song Ruran took a persimmon from the bag and smashed it. Afterwards, he picked it up and gave it to Luo Qiu. "It's sweet, try it."
"It's really true." Luo Qiu is arrogant.
At this point, Baishuitang went to Song Xiaoran's side, whispered: "Large and small, I see it almost, time is long, I am afraid they will find you, if they run away, next time they want to find these people Difficult."
Song Haoran nodded. "This is also... where did you just say where?"
Baishuitang said this time: "It’s just inside a restaurant not far from the street. They have been staring at a house for a long time... The name of the restaurant is Tianxianglou."
Song Xiaoran nodded and said directly: "You heard it? Tianxianglou, but solved it."
O'Neill, who followed Song Songran, snorted and said directly: "Okay, I will go!"
Said, O'Neill went into the crowd, and also made a phone call, I don't know what to say... Baishuitang wants to hear, but people have gone far.
Song Yuran took Luo Qiu’s shoulders at this moment, and the hippie smiled and said:
There are just a few fish, we are waiting for such good news... Bai President, are you saying?

"Of course!" Baishuitang smiled. "I am too nervous. I thought you have to take it out personally... haha. In fact, this is good, let's wait for the good news... or, let's go to the tea house in front. Drinking tea? At this point, you can still listen to a song, why not?"
Song Xiaoran said: "I don't like to listen to the big show... White President, is there still a place to open?"
"Which place?" Baishuitang did not respond for a while.
Song Xiaoran smiled and smiled at this moment: "Red House... This is not the reason to bring out Luoqiu of my family today, I just intend to take him to the Red Building to have fun. The matter of arresting people, by the way."
Baishuitang has not yet received the answer, Luo Qiu is curious to ask: "Where is the red building?"
Song Yanran said with a sigh: "If you use the words of the ancient times, it is the Qinglou 哟~ is not very excited."
Luo Qiuyi, he certainly knows the meaning of the brothel...just has never been to such a place.
"What, don't like it?"
"It's not true, then go." Luo Qiu agreed to it.
It’s the turn of Song’s turn to be amazed and incredulous:
Weird, I thought you would skip the topic directly, as if you didn’t hear it. I didn’t expect you to agree, it’s beyond my expectation...you Guys don’t follow the routine?

Luo Qiu said casually: "Thinking that you might see the lotus in the mud... If you think about it, there is no reason to refuse."
"Is it..." Song Yiran thought for a moment, nodded and said: "I don't want to get out of the mud. Did you like this type? But it looks like it's pure and easy, and the heart is pure." Let's listen to the destiny. White president, don't lead the way? My nephew, the old man is like a baby, don't let him down. Otherwise you will be miserable!"
"Large and small, Qiu Shao, please come with me, I will let people get ready!" Baishuitang pushed the gold glasses on his face and looked like a good look.
Then, he made a phone call and said, "Hey, it is me. I will go to the Red House and prepare for me. I will say that I have VIPs who want to play inside, let my mother take out the best baby!" Remember, it is the most important VIP, can't be slow!"
This phone didn't take much time to order, and Baishuitang smiled and said: "I have already prepared people for the big and small... or, now, will you pass?"
"No hurry." Song Xiaoran suddenly shook his head again. "In any case, I came to the Chamber of Commerce building to add a few notes, and ask God to have more God blessing!"
"It is also said." Baishuitang continues to echo.
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However, what surprised Song Song was that they had just arrived at the Chamber of Commerce, and they met Song Ying in front of the door. Song Sakura was sitting on the bus of the group. The people who got off the bus also had Song Da and Su Mei. Then there is a team of people responsible for protecting Song Ying today.
"Oh, and..." Song Sakura’s mouth, just to give a sigh of the words after ‘have’,
How come you are here?

Song Yanran’s eyes turned:
Luo Qiu said that his stomach is a little uncomfortable. If you want to grab some Chinese medicine, I will accompany him here... What about you? Is there anything you can do to find the president?

Song Ying quietly glanced at Luo Qiu, who was slowly looking at the back, but when he met Luo Qiu’s gaze, he quickly turned to Baishuitang’s body: "Uncle, I have something to look for." Do you know something, do you have time?"
"This..." Baishuitang was somewhat embarrassed to see Song Songran.
Song Xiaoran shrugged: "White president, the matter is important, Sakura is looking for you to be a business, you help her first."
"That... okay." The white water pond simply nodded. "Sakura, come with me, go to my office first."
Song Ying nodded. At this moment, Luo Qiu just came and saw Song Ying directly greeted him: "Song Ying, you are also."
Song Ying didn't take a good look at Luo Qiu and saw that he still had a persimmon in his hand. "I don't feel comfortable with the persimmon, I still have to eat it!"
Luo Qiu: "??"
Song Ying took a sigh of relief and walked directly into the white water pond.
Luo Qiu is now looking towards Song Haoran, "Is the stomach uncomfortable?"
"She is not feeling well today." Song Yanran looked serious. "The mood is a little worse."
But what about eating persimmons is me... What is the relationship with my aunt? ?
(End of this chapter)