Su Yun: "let you do the staff of the guidance office, will not overuse a little."
After all, he is the one who gets full marks in all subjects.
Su Ce: "they are willing to give more than 10000 months to the front desk, but I don't think it matters."
Su Yun sighed softly, "then do it for three months, and we won't be wronged."
That night, Su CE dialed a phone to go out: "is the company recruiting a new girl named Su Ying?"
"Dear boss, I am your professional manager, not a small staff member of the personnel department. I have just recruited a small employee. This fact is not that I, the general manager, will worry about something."
"Just three minutes."
There was a murmur from the opposite side. Within three minutes, the phone called again: "it was just recruited yesterday, in the engineering department, eh? Your surname is Su, and she is also su. Are you related? Do you need special care from me? "
Su CE indifferent way: "no, normal treatment on the line."
"Boss, why did you call in the middle of the night?"
"Just ask."
With the advent of May, the early summer of Haicheng is full of green trees and the climate is suitable. Wenqiao went to the countryside and Song Yu practiced horsemanship very well. Wen Qiao checked the historical results of Macao equestrian competitions in previous years, and gave Song Yu a table to calculate the time, and thought that she was very hopeful to win the championship.
"JOJO, it's better for you to choose the horse. The God of war is really excellent. It seems to have spirit."
Wenqiao touched the head of God of War: "hope to Omar's field, don't be stage fright."
The God of war in Wenqiao's hands, even better than under Song Yu.
As expected, it looks like a human being, and knows who is its master.
"We will have to airlift it to Macao in two days. We will go a few days in advance so that he can adapt to the local climate and environment and not be acclimatized at that time."
"Well, I'll arrange it."
In the evening, wenjo went through the equestrian magazine at Fu Nanli's residence and mentioned to him, "I'm going to Macao next week."
"What are you going to do?"
"I didn't buy a horse in that closed Racecourse before. I said I would send it to race. There will be a horse race in Macao next week, and I have already signed up for it."
Fu Nanli remembered that there was such a thing: "did I tell you?"
"What?"
"The old man's first hobby is golf, and the second is horse racing."
Wenjo: You really didn't say, I won't see him again on the field
Fu Nanli smile slightly: "very likely."
Wenjo had a headache. "He's probably going to feel like I'm in this sport just to please him?"
"Whatever he thinks, I'll take you to Macao next week."
So when Fu huaiyong was flying to Macao in his family's private plane, his grandson and Wen Qiao were flying to Macao by civil aviation plane.
Before the plane took off, wenjo and Fu Nanli were sitting in the business class. The cockpit door in front of him was opened. The chief and vice captains in the captain's uniform came up to him and said hello to him.
The star captain of Dongchuan Airlines is extremely honored to take their plane.
Even the two captains in their early 40s took out their mobile phones and asked the purser to take a photo for them.
After the captains took a photo, the purser and some stewardesses wanted to ask for a group photo.
Fu Nanli was a little impatient. Why is he so unprofessional?