Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 674 Fried Rice at Thai Restaurant!
For two days in a row, Shen Yinbing, who was busy with work, always realized that he hadn't eaten until long after lunch.

There is no way, with the internal stability of the Beishan Group and the steady rise of the stock in the market, the whole group is like a high-speed engine, and Shen Yinbing, who appears to be the chairman's secretary but is actually at the helm, is the engine of this engine. The core device, any major decision-making, cannot do without her.

"Mr. Shen, haven't you eaten lunch yet?"

When Xiao Song came in to pour water for Shen Yinbing, he found that the food brought for her at noon was still on the desk, and it was already completely cold.

"Oh? What time is it?"

Only then did Shen Yinbing take off the anti-radiation glasses on his face, and rubbed his eyes.

"It's already past 02:30."

After raising his hand to look at his watch, Xiao Song said, "Let me go outside and buy you a lunch."

Shen Yinbing shook his head: "No need, let's make do with it, you are busy too."

"Yesterday at noon, you were just making do with it. Once in a while is okay, but it's always not good. I'll come as soon as I go, soon."

Xiao Song couldn't help but pick up the box of cold food and went out.

Shen Yinbing smiled, it was okay, she put on her glasses and continued to work.

Xiao Song walked out of the headquarters building, looked left and right, and remembered that there was a Thai restaurant not far from the left. He and Mr. Shen had visited it before, and Mr. Shen was full of praise for their fried rice.

"Well, let's go over there."

Xiao Song talked to himself and walked down the steps.

With Beishan Group's strong counterattack in the stock market, it has attracted more partners, and many business personnel from other company groups come and go after work every day.

No, just as she walked down the steps, a middle-aged man wearing glasses greeted her with a smile: "Hey, Director Song, where are you going?"

Xiao Song looked up and saw that he was the general manager of a foreign trade company in Linshi. His surname was Wang. He quickly stopped and smiled and replied, "Hello, Mr. Wang. I'll go to the Thai restaurant over there to buy fried rice with eggs."

"Hehe, Director Song hasn't had lunch yet?"

President Wang smiled and said, "How about I invite you to sit down for a while at the most famous Sunset restaurant in Southern Hebei?"

In the past, Mr. Wang from a state-owned enterprise would never be so polite to Xiao Song, a secretary of a private enterprise.

But it is different now. I heard that he hopes to cooperate with Beishan Group, so he has come several times for this.

Xiao Song smiled and shook his head to thank: "Thank you Mr. Wang, I have already eaten it, and I bought it for our Mr. Shen. Okay, don't disturb Mr. Wang, I have to go quickly, or Mr. Shen will always be hungry Yes, goodbye."

After waving goodbye to Mr. Wang, Xiao Song politely greeted at least three or four foreign business personnel, and then walked out of the parking lot and came to the zebra crossing across the road.

This feeling of being respected made Xiao Song very proud. He turned his head to look at the headquarters building of the group, and when he took a comfortable breath, he suddenly heard an old woman's voice saying: "Miss, poor poor old woman, give me some money to buy it." Stutter."

Xiao Song turned around and subconsciously took a step back.

In front of her stood an old female beggar in her 60s, with gray hair and a vicissitudes of life, holding an aluminum lunch box in her left hand.

Xiao Song had seen this old beggar before when he was off work. It seemed that he had only appeared in the past two months. He stood at the intersection and asked people for money while they were waiting for the green light to turn on.

Xiao Song is a very sympathetic and good boy. He didn't dislike the old beggar because of her filthy body. He would give her a dollar or two every time.

It was the same today. Xiao Song took out a coin from his bag and put it in the old beggar's aluminum lunch box. He smiled and said nothing, waiting for the red light to turn green.

It's just that she didn't expect that the old beggar stood in front of her again, still holding the lunch box, saying please have pity on the poor old woman.

Charity, like a donation, is voluntary, and no one has the right to force others to give and donate, which will only make people unhappy.

Xiao Song is very unhappy now.

She didn't feel sorry for a few dollars, she just hated being repeatedly and unreasonably asked for, so she frowned and said, "Old lady, I gave you a dollar just now."

A look of strangeness flashed through the old beggar's narrowed eyes, and he opened and closed his shriveled mouth and said, "Girl, you look very classy in your clothes, you seem too stingy for giving me a dollar, don't you?"

"what?"

Xiao Song was taken aback: "Hey, you don't want to beg for food? I won't give you a dollar, so it seems like nothing?"

The old beggar shook the lunch box vigorously, and a few coins inside made a loud clattering sound, attracting the eyes of passers-by who were waiting for the green light to turn on, and said loudly: "Girl, you can look down on me, a beggar old woman, but you don't You should be begging for me, but you call me an old man and tell me to go away?"

"What?"

Xiao Song was stunned again: "I, when did I call you old, old and immortal?"

"All the well-meaning citizens come to comment, just because the old woman begs for food with this girl, she scolds me..."

The old beggar stretched out his dirty hands and pulled out Xiao Song's sleeve as if his brain was caught by the door, and opened his mouth to howl dryly.

Citizens have always had the mentality of watching the excitement. After seeing an old beggar entangled with an urban white-collar girl, he didn't care to cross the road when the green light came on. They all gathered around and watched the excitement with their arms folded.

"It's so unreasonable, how could there be such a beggar?"

Seeing the incomprehension and sarcasm in the eyes of the onlookers, Xiao Song blushed with shame, and could no longer care about arguing with the old beggar, so he stretched out his hand and pushed the old beggar away, and ran towards the old beggar with his head down. Across the road.

She had already run across the road, and she could still hear the old beggar crying and complaining to passers-by, saying that her dignity had been hurt...

"I will never give alms to beggars again, I'm so mad!"

Xiao Song didn't dare to look back at all, so he could only speed up his pace and run away. It wasn't until he arrived at the Thai restaurant that he let out a long breath of depression and walked up the steps.

Meeting such an immoral old beggar is really disgusting, but anyway, it's just a trivial matter, not enough to affect Xiao Song to buy food for Mr. Shen.

Xiao Song found a seat and sat down, and ordered an egg fried rice with the waiter who came up, saying that he wanted to take it away.

A few minutes later, the waiter put the paper bag containing the lunch in front of her.

After paying the bill, Xiao Song walked towards the door with the paper bag amidst the waiter's earnest "welcome again next time".

Unfortunately, just as she passed a table, a woman also stood up with a paper bag and walked towards the door. The two bumped into each other unexpectedly, and the paper bag in her hand fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the bento didn't fall out of the paper bag.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I was reckless, please forgive me."

The woman in her thirties, apologizing repeatedly, picked up the paper bags on the ground first, opened them on the table, and pushed one of them to Xiao Song. Excuse me, this is your lunch box, you can see if you have it - if not, I will ask for another one for you. "

The two bumped into each other in a hurry, which is a very normal thing in itself, and this woman is very reasonable, so Xiao Song couldn't say anything more, opened the paper bag and looked, the box lunch inside was safe, hehe laughed He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the fried rice didn't fall out, so you don't need to ask for it again, just be more careful in the future."

Amid the woman's repeated thanks, Xiao Song quickly walked out of the restaurant with the paper bag, without seeing the smug smile on the corner of the woman's mouth.

On the way back, Xiao Song was worried that he would run into that old beggar again at the intersection.

After she crossed the intersection, she didn't find the old beggar. It seemed that she had 'shifted her position'.

"It's really weird."

Xiao Song breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a lot more relaxed.

When she returned to the president's office, Shen Yinbing was still working there.

"Mr. Shen, let's eat first, it won't be good if it gets cold."

"Oh, thank you, let's eat first."

Chen Yinbing took off her glasses with a smile, stood up and went to the bathroom to wash her hands, when she came out again, Xiao Song had already opened the lunch box and put it on the table, and thoughtfully brought her a cup of hot water.

"Wait, Xiao Song, tell me about the factory in Fengshan."

Seeing that Xiao Song was about to go out after finishing her work, Shen Yinbing stopped her, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the lunch box: "I eat, you say."

Liu Xiaolong is now fully responsible for the construction of the factory in Fengshan, but before Gao Fei left, he asked Shen Yinbing to pay attention to it. After all, Liu Xiaolong is more than enthusiastic and lacks business experience, so he asked Xiao Song to run a special meeting in the morning. Go to the development zone.

"That Mr. Liu is very caring about his work. Apart from being young, well-connected, and a bit aggressive in his speech, he has no other shortcomings. When I went, he was making out the appearance of a big boss. He was there for the construction company. People hold on-site meetings."

In Xiao Song's work report, Mr. Shen unknowingly ate up the whole box of fried rice with eggs, and finally licked his lips happily: "Well, the fried rice tasted very good today, I think I I can have another bowl."

The boss praised the delicious fried rice he bought, which made Xiao Song very happy: "I bought it at the Thai restaurant over there, Mr. Shen, how about I buy another one for you?"

Shen Yinbing smiled and shook his head: "Hehe, I'm just talking, if I eat another one, I will definitely gain weight. Well, tomorrow, let's go to that restaurant for dinner together at noon tomorrow."

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After the old beggar turned into a small street, his stooped body straightened up, and his hobbled steps quickened. He came to the door of a warehouse and leaned against the wall.

Among the people coming and going, no one paid attention to an old beggar, only a woman came over and took out a coin and put it in her lunch box.

If Xiao Song had been present, he would have recognized this woman, who she had met at the Thai restaurant.

The old beggar opened his narrowed eyes slightly: "Is everything done?"

"done."

The woman chuckled and said: "Today's matter went very smoothly. First, when No. [-] was chatting with Mr. Wang from the little girl, I heard that I was going to buy lunch for the target at a Thai restaurant, and then you pestered her and created a preemption for me." The time to go to the restaurant... Hehe, I believe she has already eaten the fried rice, and she will definitely have more to say."

The old beggar also smiled, with a smug smile.

The woman subconsciously made a swallowing movement, with regret in her tone: "Isn't the goal already established, why do you have to go through the procedure again? Alas, isn't this a waste of good things?"

"That's not what you should be asking."

The old beggar stopped smiling, and his eyes became sharper. The woman nodded quickly: "Yes."

"This is your reward."

The old beggar took out a small bottle and threw it into the woman's arms, then turned around and walked away against the wall.

"thanks, thanks!"

The woman gripped the main bottle tightly and thanked in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)