Chapter 674

For two consecutive days, Shen Yinbing, who is busy with his work, always thought of not having a meal long after lunch.

There is no way. With the internal stability of Beishan group and the steady rise of its stock in the market, the whole group is like a high-speed engine. Shen Yinbing, who is the Secretary of the chairman on the surface, but actually the helmsman, is the core device of this engine. Any major decision can not be separated from her.

"Mr. Shen, didn't you have lunch?"

When Xiao song came in to pour water for Shen Yinbing, he found that the meal she had brought at noon was still on the table, and it was already cold.

"Oh? What time is it? "

Shen Yinbing just took off the anti radiation glasses on her face and rubbed her eyes.

"It's more than half past two."

After looking at the watch, Xiao Song said, "I'll go outside and buy you a lunch."

Shen Yinbing shook his head: "no, just make do with it. You are also busy."

"You just made do with it at noon yesterday. It's OK once in a while. It's always bad. I'll come soon."

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

Shen Yinbing smiles, but it's nothing. She puts on her glasses and continues to work.

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

"Well, just go over there."

Xiao Song said to himself and walked down the steps.

With the strong counter attack of Beishan group in the stock market, it has attracted more partners, and many business personnel of other companies and groups come and go to work every day.

No, as soon as she walked down the steps, a middle-aged man with glasses said hello to her with a smile: "Yo, 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 replied with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Wang. I'll go to the Thai restaurant over there to buy fried rice with eggs."

"Ha ha, haven't Director Song had lunch yet?"

Mr. Wang said with a smile, "if you don't like it, I'll invite you to the most famous sunset restaurant in Southern Hebei for a moment."

In the past, President Wang from a state-owned enterprise would not have been so polite to a secretary of a private enterprise.

But now it's different. It's said that he hopes to cooperate with Beishan group, so he's been here several times.

Xiao Song shook his head with a smile and said, "thank you, Mr. Wang. I have already eaten it. I bought it for Mr. Shen. Well, don't disturb Mr. Wang. I have to go quickly, otherwise Shen will be hungry. Goodbye. "

After waving goodbye to President Wang, Xiao Song politely greets at least three or four foreign business personnel before walking out of the parking lot and arriving at the zebra crossing.

This kind of respected feeling made song very proud. He turned his head and looked at the headquarters building of the group. When he took a pleasant breath, he suddenly heard an old woman's voice say: "Miss, poor old lady, give me some money to buy stutters."

Xiao Song turned around and subconsciously stepped back.

In front of her stood an old beggar, a woman in her sixties, with gray hair, a face of vicissitudes, and an aluminum lunch box in her left hand.

In the past, when Xiao Song was off work, he had seen this old beggar. It seemed that he had just appeared in the last two months. He stood at the intersection and asked for money by people waiting for the green light.

Xiao Song is a very compassionate child. He doesn't hate her because the old beggar is dirty. He gives her one or two yuan every time.

Today is the same. Xiao Song takes a coin from his bag and puts it in the old beggar's aluminum lunch box. He smiles and says nothing, waiting for the red light to turn green.

But she did not expect that the old beggar stood in front of her again, still holding a lunch box, said please pity the old woman.

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

Xiao Song is not happy now.

She didn't care for a few yuan, she just hated the repeated unreasonable demands, so she frowned and said, "Granny, I have just given you a yuan."

The old beggar squinted slightly, his eyes flashed a little strange, his mouth was open and closed, and he said, "girl, you look very classy. It seems that you are too stingy to give me a dollar?"

"What?"

Little song YILENG: "Oh, are you begging too little? I won't give you a dollar. It doesn't seem to matter, does it? "

The old beggar shook the lunch box hard. A few coins inside made a loud clatter, which attracted the eyes of passers-by waiting for the green light. He said loudly: "girl, you can look down on me, an old beggar, but you shouldn't beg for me. You should call me immortal and ask me to go away?"

"What?"

Xiao Song was stunned again: "when do I scold you for being old and immortal?"

"All the good citizens come to judge me. She scolds me just because the old lady and the girl are begging for food..."

The old beggar just like his brain was clamped by the door, stretched out his dirty hand, pulled out Xiao Song's sleeve, opened his mouth and howled.

The people are always full of the mentality of watching the crowd. When they see an old beggar pestering an urban white-collar girl, they can't cross the road when the green light is on. They all gather around and hold their arms to watch the crowd.

"How can there be such a beggar?"

Seeing the look of incomprehension and sarcasm in the eyes of the onlookers, song blushes with shame. He can't think of any more arguments with the old beggar, so he reaches out to push the old beggar away and runs to the opposite side of the road with his head down.

She ran across the road, and could hear the old beggar crying and complaining to passers-by that her dignity had been hurt

"I won't give to beggars any more. I'm so angry!"

Xiao Song didn't dare to look back at it at all, so he had to speed up his steps to escape. Only when he came to the Thai restaurant did he take a long breath of depression and walk up the steps.

It's really disgusting to meet such an immoral old beggar, but anyway, it's just a small matter, not enough to influence Xiao Song to buy meals for president Shen.

Xiao Song found a seat to sit down, and ushered in the waiter to order an egg fried rice, said to pack away.

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

After paying the bill, Xiao Song walked to the door with the paper bag in the waiter's eagerness "welcome to come again next time.".

Unfortunately, she had just passed a table when a woman stood up and walked towards the door with her paper bag. They were caught off guard and fell on the ground.

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

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I was reckless. Please forgive me."

The woman in her thirties apologized repeatedly. She picked up the paper bags on the floor first, opened them on the table, and then pushed one of them to Xiao Song. She said with regret, "girl, I'm really sorry. This is your lunch box. Please see if there is - no, I'll ask for another one for you."

It's normal for them to bump into each other in a hurry. In addition, the woman is very reasonable, and it's not easy for song to say anything more. He opened the paper package and looked at it. The lunch box inside was safe and sound. He laughed and said, "it doesn't matter. The fried rice didn't fall out. You don't have to ask for it again. Just pay attention in the future."

In the woman's continuous thanks, Xiao Song walks out of the restaurant with a paper bag. He doesn't see the smile of the woman's mouth.

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

When she passed the intersection, she didn't find the old beggar. It seemed that she had "shifted her position.".

"It's a mystery."

Xiao Song was relieved and relaxed a lot.

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

"Mr. Shen, let's eat first. It's not good if it's cold."

"Oh, thank you. Eat first."

Shen Yinbing takes off her glasses with a smile, stands up and goes to the bathroom to wash the handle. When she comes out again, Xiao Song has opened the lunch box and put it on the desk, and considerately brings her a cup of hot water.

"Wait a minute, song. Tell me about the factory in Fengshan."

Seeing that Xiao Song was busy and wanted to go out, Shen Yinbing stopped her, picked up 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. However, before Gao Fei left, he asked Shen Yinbing to pay proper attention to it. After all, Liu Xiaolong is enthusiastic and has little business experience, so he asked Xiao Song to go to the Development Zone in the morning.

"Mr. Liu is very devoted to his work. He has no shortcomings except for his youth, big background and blunt speech. When I went there, he was holding a site meeting for the people of the construction company like a big boss."

In Xiao Song's work report, Mr. Shen unconsciously ate up the box of fried rice with eggs, and finally licked his lips: "well, today's fried rice tastes very good. I think I can eat another bowl."

The boss praised that the fried rice he bought was delicious, which made Xiao song very happy: "I bought it in the Thai restaurant over there, Mr. Shen. Shall I buy another one for you?"

Shen Yinbing shook his head with a smile: "ha ha, I'm just talking about it. If I eat another one, I'm sure I'll get fat. Well, tomorrow. Let's go to that restaurant for lunch tomorrow. "

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After turning into a small street, the old beggar straightened up with a bit of rickets and quickened his pace. He came to the door of a warehouse and leaned against the wall.

Among the people who came and went, no one paid attention to an old beggar. Only a woman came and took out a coin and put it in her lunch box.

If Xiao Song was present, she would recognize this woman, who she met in Thai restaurant.

The old beggar opened his eyes slightly and said, "is everything done?"

"It's done."

The woman chuckled and said, "it's going very well today. First, when the 4th little girl exchanged greetings with Mr. Wang, she heard that she was going to buy a box lunch for the target in Thailand Hotel. Then you pestered her and gave me time to go to the hotel first... Ha ha, I believe she has eaten fried rice, and she will definitely have more than enough."

The old beggar also smile, smile proud.

The woman subconsciously made a swallowing action, with a pity in her tone: "the goal has already been set, how can we go through the procedure again? Well, isn't that a waste of good things? "

"That's not what you should ask."

As soon as the old beggar closed his smile, his eyes became sharp, and the woman nodded: "yes."

"This is for you."

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

"Thank you, thank you!"

The woman clung to the main bottle and whispered her thanks.