One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 372 Meeting
"...We should eat first, and study after we are full."

Feng Baobao raised his hand: "Agreed."

Hei Guan'er has nothing to do with Feng Baobao, a troubled girl: "Now is not the time for you to raise your hands to vote!"

Wang Zhenqiu also swayed to Feng Baobao's side, put her shoulders on her shoulders, and said frivolously: "I agree, I just finished the battle, and I'm hungry."

Xiao Zizai folded his hands on his chest: "I don't care, but if I have time, I also want to change clothes. Blood sticking to the clothes is really uncomfortable."

"Sigh!" Wang Zhenqiu pretended to be shocked, "I thought brother Xiao liked the current style."

Xiao Zizai said calmly, "I just like killing people, not a slob."

Clarinet, with disheveled hair and bushy beard, glanced at Xiao Zizai, feeling that he was connoting himself.

Old Meng smiled foolishly: "Everyone is tired, it's good to take a rest, Chu Lan gives me the pouch, I'll see what's inside, and make something for everyone."

Zhang Chulan gave Fu Rong's pouch to Lao Meng.

"I believe that the top executives of the company are all wise and wise, and they will not make such low-level mistakes."

Zhang Chulan took a sip of the soup: "Brother black pipe, don't worry, I know everyone is a little confused because of the wrong guess, and they are eager to clear up the confusion, but it is useless for us to catch up now, and everyone has also seen Hu Xiuwu and Ma Xianhong fighting situation."

"Director Zhao."

Zhao Fangxu took out his mobile phone: "Er Zhuang, tell Hu Xiuwu not to be with Quanxing anymore, leave Quanxing, and join the temporary workers. The task is over."

Wang Zhenqiu said, "Brainstorming?"

At the same time, in Xiao Zizai's mouth, he has a profound background and is a person who is not talented when he is in charge of the district.

"Why should he step into the quagmire of complete sexuality and make him feel ashamed."

The bolts are locked and the gates are closed.

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"Hehe, these little guys found that something was wrong, and they were actually testing our attitude."

Then, Lao Meng put a handful of raw rice noodles in the iron pot on the campfire, stirred them with a spoon, and closed the lid before answering Zhang Chulan's question:

In just a short while, the bowl of rice noodles in Feng Baobao's hands had bottomed out. Feng Baobao's cheeks swelled up like a hamster. He raised the soup bowl before swallowing the rice noodles in his mouth:

"Although I can cook, it's really not good enough for this. I just used some hot sauce that the little girl Fu Rong left in her bag."

Suo Suo Suo,
Looking at the magnificent scenery, the temporary workers sat around the campfire one by one, burying their heads in their mouths. Even Xiao Zizai, after changing into a new shirt and trousers, sat on a small chair, holding a bowl and sucking noodles.

Bi Youlong, who was seated first on his left, sneered, "Colleagues at the front line have access to first-hand information, so naturally they can see the truth of the matter more clearly."

Gao Lian in the northeast, Hao Yi in the southwest, Huafeng in the northwest, Dou Le in the east, and Liao Zhong in the south.

Zhao Fangxu looked around and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, we just have a simple meeting to discuss the company's future development direction."

Feng Baobao just buried her head in the noodles, pouring mouthfuls into her mouth. The firm rice noodles, like soft and glutinous rice porridge, were sent into her bloody mouth.

Zhang Chulan said: "I can't figure this out either, so we might as well stop first."

"Don't worry, Brother Clarinet, there is another situation. Everyone has more or less guesses in their hearts, but they are not sure."

"Until the leaders have no clear instructions, we can only continue to lose our way."

click.

Zhang Chulan replied: "Love brain."

Hei Guan'er said: "Don't speak bureaucratically with me, get to the point."

Coincidentally, Hu Xiuwu, the person in charge of the company's region, basically knows each other, and Liao Zhong from the South China region has inextricable connections with him, and loves and hates him.

Among the people in charge of the region, there are only two young people, one is Xu Si, and the other is Ren Fei, the person in charge of the Central China region.

"The few of us just chased after him. That's the food delivered to the door. He has the final say on how to eat it."

"Wow~," Zhang Chulan finally swallowed the rice noodles in his mouth, and gave Lao Meng a thumbs up, praising Lao Meng's cooking skills, "Wow, Uncle Meng, your cooking skills are really good!"

Hei Guan'er casually wiped the drops of soup hanging from his beard with his sleeve: "I'm probably full, just right. It would be even better if I had a bottle of cold beer at this time."

Ignoring Feng Baobao, Clari looked at Feng Baobao's external brain: "Zhang Chulan, what do you want us to do because you insist on letting us stay?"

Wang Zhenqiu (Lao Meng (Xiao Zizai (Clarinet) gave a thumbs up: "High!!!"

The documents were handed over to Huang Dong and Su Dong, who were seated on the left and right, and the person in charge of the district withdrew one copy and passed the extra to the colleague in the next seat.

Zhang Chulan straightened her back, sat on a small stool, held a soup bowl on her left, and held chopsticks on her right, berating Fang Qiu:
"Now there are only two situations. One is that we are really thinking too much. The company simply asked them to hunt down Hu Xiuwu and Chen Duo. But if this is the case, it also shows that the company has seriously miscalculated the relationship between us and Hu Xiuwu. strength gap."

"No, no, no, we are just pawns, what can we do if we brainstorm."

Hei Guan'er said: "Then what do you think should be done now."

"Hu Xiuwu really rebelled and did not follow the company's script."

Huang Boren, who was sitting opposite Bi Youlong, looked at the information and was a little puzzled: "However, there is indeed something wrong with Hu Xiuwu's actions. It is just to let him delay time. There is no need to do this."

"Yu Gong's family background is clean. Yu privately, he has just shined in the Luo Tian Dajiao, and he is in the limelight. Many people call him 'little celestial master' and regard him as the ultimate in the future."

"...No, it's still close." Feng Baobao said frantically, muttering.

"Uncle Zhao."

"Uncle Zhao, here we come."

"Uncle Meng, have another bowl!"

The meeting room was extremely silent, the directors looked at the person in charge of the region, who pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Zhao Fangxu who was sitting in the first seat.

Lao Meng slapped his forehead and suddenly said: "Yes, yes, yes."

dong dong dong.

"Dong Huang, Dong Su, pass the things on to them."

Zhao Fangxu nodded: "I believe that Hu Xiuwu will not join forces with Quan Xing, but the doubts of the temporary workers and Huang Dong do have some truth, but just in case."

It is difficult to communicate in the desert, and most of the regional leaders have lost contact with the temporary workers under them.

"Okay, it's almost time for everyone to eat."

The one named Uncle Zhao was Xu Si, and the other was a dashing woman with short hair.

During this period of getting along, Hei Guaner and the others recognized Zhang Chulan's brain and were willing to listen to his opinion.

"Why can't you see through men? What do you young people say about people like Fu Rong, what kind of brains are they called?"

Lao Meng took the empty bowl, filled another full bowl for Feng Baobao, sprinkled with hot vegetables and mutton rolls, and handed it to her.

"Please come in."

Wang Zhenqiu no longer had the cynicism of the past, touched his chin, and thought: "But this really doesn't make sense, Hu Xiuwu has no reason to join Quanxing."

Only when eating, these temporary workers who are different from ordinary people, can enjoy delicious food and peace just like ordinary people.

"Director Zhao."

Zhao Fangxu looked at the action report written by Zhang Chulan, which was handed over by Er Zhuang, and laughed dumbfounded.

"The original progress of the matter should be the same as we thought, but an accident happened."

Looking left and right, Feng Baobao also gave a thumbs up: "Tall?"

After the sun dwells on the sand dunes, the sun shines on the northern desert.

Zhang Chulan raised her chopsticks to point to the sky, shook her head and said, "Since we don't know where to go now, of course we must let the leaders with foresight, far-sightedness, and resourcefulness above guide us lost soldiers."

As he said that, Lao Meng said regretfully: "Fu Rong is a good-looking girl, she is also a nice person, and she is also good at cooking. It's a pity."

Zhang Chulan rubbed her chopsticks for a while before saying unhurriedly:

Zhao Fangxu beckoned the secretary to take out the phone, and said to the person in charge of the district in an easy-going manner: "They are all here, come, come, don't be so polite, we will have a meeting right away."

A knock on the door interrupted the directors' discussion,

The rest of the regional leaders should address Zhao Fangxu more formally.

Direction of development?Shouldn't we be talking about temporary workers?

Xu Si hesitated in his heart, glanced secretly, and saw Liao Zhong folded his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he had expected it long ago.

When the document was sent to Xu Si, Xu Si couldn't wait to glance at the title of the document, and couldn't help but read out:

"The "Where Are the Reorganization Plans"?"

(End of this chapter)