Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 199 Goodbye Fang Xiaoboat!
"Looking for Peng Yuanhang?"

After hearing what Shen Yinbing said, Gao Fei frowned.

A few days ago, Peng Yuanhang took the initiative to find Gao Fei, promised him 500 million, and asked him to push Jiao Enzuo away from Shen Yinbing.

To be honest, regardless of the fact that Gao Fei received a deposit of 100 million at that time, he actually didn't take this matter to heart at all.

It’s not a big deal for Mr. Gao to take people’s money but not do anything. At worst, he just needs to return the money to Peng Yuanhang. Anyway, he is also a rich man now, and it’s really hard to ignore the one million 80. .

These days, Gao Fei had long forgotten about that Peng Yuanhang. It wasn't until Shen Yinbing mentioned it that he thought that there was such a person and such a thing.

"Let me ask Peng Yuanhang?"

Gao Fei sneered silently: "I'd rather not open a restaurant than ask him."

Shen Yinbing spread her hands: "Then I really have nothing to do."

Seeing that Shen Yinbing didn't want to help, but was really helpless, Gao Fei was silent for a moment and said: "Forget it, I can only postpone the restaurant's opening time. Let's talk about when it will be done."

Without waiting for Shen Yinbing to say anything, Gao Fei turned around and left: "Since you can't do anything, then go get busy, I'll think of other ways, sorry to bother you."

Looking at the back of Gao Fei walking away quickly, Shen Yinbing raised his hand and opened his mouth to say something, but finally put down his hand.

She knew very well in her heart that Gao Fei and Peng Yuanhang, who were originally at odds with each other, became enemies because of Jinghua's running for the approval document. Even if Gao Fei really went to beg Peng Yuanhang, the latter would not Help out.

But she didn't know at all that as long as Gao Fei asked, Peng Yuanhang would definitely help - Gao Fei was willing to spend 500 million yuan if he asked for it. Isn't the procedure required by the restaurant a piece of cake?
It's just that Gao Fei is not willing to beg Peng Yuanhang at all.

After watching Gao Fei stop a taxi to leave, Shen Yinbing was silent for a while, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Peng Yuanhang's mobile number: "I am Shen Yinbing."

This is definitely the first time Shen Yinbing took the initiative to call Peng Yuanhang, so he was very happy: "Ah, hello Xiaobing, what can I do for you?"

Chen Yinbing supported his right elbow with his left hand, and walked back and forth: "It's like this, a friend of mine opened a restaurant, and because the opening time is relatively tight, it may not be possible to apply for various corresponding documents in a short time, so I would like to invite you— —”

"Shall I help him with the opening procedures?"

Peng Yuanhang smiled bitterly over there: "Xiaobing, I'm so sorry, I'm abroad now. It's a coincidence that my dad is studying at the Jinghua Party School for a month. I guess he won't be at this juncture. It’s such a small thing that I owe people.”

There are only two outcomes for a provincial or urban senior to enter a party school: one is to be promoted, and the other is to have a bleak official career.

But no matter which one it is, as Peng Yuanhang said, it is at the critical point, and it is impossible to owe favors for the small matter of opening a restaurant, even though it is just a matter of making a phone call.

Shen Yinbing is not in the officialdom, but that doesn't mean she doesn't understand what's going on here.

"Well, well then, I'll think of another way, that's it, we'll talk when you come back, goodbye."

Before Peng Yuanhang could say anything, Shen Yinbing hung up the call.

Since he can't do this, there's no need to talk to him anymore.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Shen Yinbing dialed another number, and said hello with a smile: "Uncle Yang, I am Xiaobing, Xiaobing from Beishan Group—well, my father is in good health, and I was still talking about your visit a few days ago." I said, I haven’t sung Peking Opera with you for a long time. Hehe, it’s like this. I have a friend who wants to open a restaurant and plans to open it at the end of the month, but he hasn’t gone through the formalities yet. I just want to invite you and the tax bureau Say hello and see if I can give him the green light? Ah, yes, thank you so much, yes, yes, I will let him go this afternoon, goodbye, Uncle Yang."

Sticking out the tip of her tongue and licking her dry lips, Chen Yinbing looked down at the phone book, and dialed the number after a while: "Hello, Aunt Song, I'm Xiaobing from Beishan Group, hehe, are you okay? Well, it's like this—"

When Shen Yinbing was standing in the bright sun and making a phone call, Jiao Enzuo stood in front of the window of the assistant's office, looked down at her, lit a cigarette, and the curling smoke made his face a little unclear, but it covered her. There was a cold light in his eyes.

Standing under the bright sun for nearly an hour, made seven or eight phone calls, and Shen Yinbing, whose lips were blistered, finally got through to handle four of the various documents for Gao Fei.

To open a restaurant, a total of six certificates are required, and Shen Yinbing can handle four within an hour, which is enough to show that she has a wide network of contacts in southern Hebei.

But no matter how powerful she is and how extensive her social connections are, it's impossible for her to manage all the departments.

The replies to the last few phone calls were all ambiguous. Shen Yinbing was basically sure that he couldn't handle it in a short time, especially the firefighting. It doesn't matter if you open your mouth casually.

The most important thing is that this restaurant is not opened by Shen Yinbing, but by her friend.

"Well, four is four, not a lot."

Shen Yinbing pursed her lips, and dialed Gao Fei's mobile phone number: "Where are you now?"

Gao Fei replied: "I'm in the copy room, copying the ID card."

"Oh, then hurry to the front of the headquarters, I'll wait for you."

"What?"

"What else can you do?"

Shen Yinbing said angrily: "Aren't you going to help you go through the opening procedures? I called my boss just now and begged my grandpa to tell my grandma. It is estimated that I can handle four for you today. As for the other two, it seems that it will take time. "

Although Shen Yinbing's tone was cold, Gao Fei's heart warmed when he heard it, and his tone was much gentler: "I have to take a taxi when I go back, you'd better come here, I'm in the copy room in front of the district government."

"Okay then, wait for me, I'll go right now."

After Shen Yinbing finished speaking, she hung up the phone, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and walked quickly to the car: "I'm so stupid, why do I have to stand in the sun and make a phone call? Oh, I'm afraid I'm going to put my face on the phone. Are you tanned?"

The district government where the pedestrian street is located is next to the Jinan Municipal Party Committee, separated by a wall.

After Gao Fei left the headquarters of Beishan Group, he ran to the office hall of the district government and inquired about the relevant procedures in detail. Only then did he realize that opening a restaurant was so troublesome. It was just filling in forms, writing applications, copying ID cards and other trivial matters. It will take a whole day.

Fearing that it would not be enough, Gao Fei copied thirty ID cards in one go.

"Oh, it's not easy to do anything."

Holding the stack of ID card copies, Gao Fei walked out of the copy room, stood under a sycamore tree beside the sidewalk, and waited for Shen Yinbing's arrival.

"It's hot."

Gao Fei used the copy as a fan, looked up at the sun in the sky, and was about to go to the nearby cold drink shop to get a bottle of cold beer to cool down, but he heard someone behind him ask in an uncertain tone: "Hey, are you — Goofy?"

Gao Fei turned his head, and saw a beautiful woman with hair tied behind her head, glasses, and wearing a light white dress and black leather shoes. Hello, I didn't expect to meet you here."

This beautiful woman who looks intellectual and beautiful is exactly Fang Xiaozhou that Gao Fei met in the smoking area of ​​Ginza Mall a few days ago when Gao Fei was distributing invitations.

Along with Fang Xiaozhou was a young girl, wearing a black skirt, a white shirt with a tie, and half-heeled black leather sandals. She was dressed in the same order. She should be her little secretary.

Sure enough, Fang Xiaoting said to the girl: "Xiao Wang, I met an acquaintance, you should go and do it yourself first."

"Okay, Secretary Fang."

Xiao Wang glanced at Gao Fei with a smile, and walked quickly to the municipal committee compound.

Xiao Wang is the secretary that Fang Xiaoting brought to Jinan from the General Administration of Culture in Beijing. She has been her secretary for several years, but this is the first time I saw her take the initiative to say hello to a strange young man.

Moreover, Xiao Wang keenly observed that Fang Xiaozhou looked at Gao Fei with a kindness from the heart.

This kind of gaze would only show occasionally when she saw her son being elegant.

Who is this young man named Gao Fei?

Gao Fei—his surname is Gao, could it be...

After thinking of this, Xiao Wang's heart skipped a beat, he turned his head to look at Gao Fei again, and remembered his appearance deeply in his heart.

As Fang Xiaozhou's personal secretary, Xiao Wang certainly knows some private affairs of the leader. For example, she once heard that Secretary Fang actually had two sons, but the eldest son was lost many years ago. Secretary Fang never gave up looking for his whereabouts.

After sending away the little queen, Fang Xiaozhou adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at the stack of ID card copies in Gao Fei's hand, and said with a smile, "Gao Fei, what are you doing here? It's so hot outside. , may I invite you to sit at the cold drink shop over there?"

"I'm waiting for someone."

Gao Fei glanced at the direction where Shen Yinbing was supposed to come: "Okay, then go and sit down, let me treat you, how can you let a girl treat you?"

"Girls? Huh."

Fang Xiaozhou covered his mouth and smiled, with joy in his eyes: "Gao Fei, your little mouth is really sweet, I am 43 this year, enough to be your mother, and you still say I am a girl, Is this deliberately mocking me?"

Gao Fei sneered, and carefully examined Fang Xiaozhou's figure: "Secretary Fang, based on your figure, appearance and temperament, you can at most be my sister, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a girl."

Fang Xiaozhou, who is in her 40s and still maintains a slender figure and a beautiful face, is usually very conceited. She often hears people praise her like this, but she always smiles lightly, and she is not flattered at all. If there are too many, it will arouse her resentment.

But when Gao Fei said this, she was happy besides being proud, and giggled coquettishly: "Okay, stop talking nonsense out of conscience here. Let's go, let's go to the cold drink shop."

Staring at Fang Xiaozhou who was the first to go to the cold drink shop, Gao Fei was a little puzzled: This Secretary Fang seems to have a good impression of me, especially the look in my eyes, why do I feel so hot, as if he wants to hold me in his arms That - Amitabha, that's weird.

The two came to a booth in a corner and sat down. Gao Fei ordered a glass of cold beer, ordered a glass of orange water for Fang Xiaozhou, held the glass and said, "Secretary Fang—"

Fang Xiaozhou interrupted Gao Fei's words with a wave of his hand: "Gao Fei, don't call me Secretary Fang. It sounds very alien. If you don't mind, can you call me Auntie?"

(End of this chapter)