Chapter 573

With a smile, an Sudong went to Ma ling'er, lowered her head to her ear and said, "it's easy to understand. This is not the beginning of a typhoon. Let's go swimming. The beach is quiet. It's just right for us to play on the beach."

"Ah..." Ma ling'er pushed him away, "you're so strange. I'm busy now, OK? The news should be improved even more. I don't want to make achievements in this period of time. Where can I have time to play with you? "

"Cough..."

An Sudong coughed a few times and said with righteous words: "the combination of work and rest is the right way. Just focusing on work and ignoring the relaxation of the body will make your body collapse. As the saying goes, good body is the capital of revolution. You should cherish the capital and carry on the revolution again."

"I'm in good condition now, Mr. an. I also hope you respect my professional ethics. I agree to wear Qipao. You don't have a suitable one here. It's not my fault, but you have to answer my question."

"No hurry!"

Ansudong sat down and looked at the room. When they were left in the room, they said, "then I'll ask someone to buy a swimsuit and show it to me."

Ma ling'er understood that this bastard was not going to swim with himself, or he was going to eat his own tofu and watch himself wear a swimsuit.

"You are mean!"

"I'm shameless!"

"You..." Ma ling'er got mad and grabbed her handbag. "I won't interview you this time. I'll go."

"In fact, I can know that if the typhoon doesn't come, it's really the land God who gave me a dream." Ansudong said slowly.

"You are a lunatic."

"But the madman is right. What's your explanation?"

An Sudong looked at her back and said, "reporter Ma, many things you don't believe don't mean they really don't exist. For example, now many religious sects and believers are tens of millions or hundreds of millions. Do you think these people are blindly worshiping?"

The number of religious organizations in the world is too large to be estimated. There are ordinary people, poor people and rich people. If you really want to say that there is no basis for believing in these religions, Ma ling'er doesn't believe it.

Metaphysics is originally something that cannot be explained by current scientific ideas, but great scientists have said that what cannot be explained by science does not mean that it does not exist, it is just that human beings still have no ability to explore.

For the God of creation, for the origin of various religions, although mankind has always been obsessed with science, there are countless people who want to understand the true meaning of this one after another.

Too many things make people feel incredible. They think it shouldn't happen at all, but it happened. This is the idea of metaphysics, this is fantasy.

However, Ma ling'er can't judge the existence of metaphysics just by a few words from an Sudong, let alone believe that the God of land only exists in the film and TV mythology is real.

"Or so." Ansudong is not in a hurry to convince her.

He has his own plan and has won 10 million merit points, which is also a great opportunity to publicize the land. First of all, Ma ling'er is the first target of his strategy. If he can't even attack her, let alone how to attack more people.

"Tonight, the land will give you a dream. In the dream, he will mention my name. If you dream, believe me." An Su East laughs a bit strange, "Ma reporter, do you want to gamble with me?"

"You are out of your mind."

Ma ling'er can now be basically sure that an Sudong is a madman, who does he think he is?

The God of land is his grandfather. If he says a word, will the God of land listen to him?

"Boring!"

Ma ling'er didn't hesitate any more and turned to leave directly.

Bang Bang

"Come in." An Sudong looked at the door, "what's the matter?"

"Boss, I found a cheongsam in the cloakroom. It seems that reporter Ma just wore it very well." Ye Huan is standing at the door, trying to mend.

He thought that an Sudong was angry. He had just been re employed, which made his boss unhappy on the first day. His future work could hardly be carried out, so he wanted to make a remedy.

As an employee, he should try his best to have an insight into the boss's thoughts. In his opinion, his boss is interested in Ma ling'er. If the boss wants to eat tofu, he should help the boss to eat tofu as much as possible.

"Found it?" Antoine smiles.

Ye Huan nodded again and again, "it was worn by a waiter long ago. Her figure was very good. Later, a rich second generation came here to eat. They heard that they both had children. They thought that few people had such a good figure, so they piled her clothes at the bottom. I thought it was only when I went back that I found them and told the boss."

"Mm-hmm..."

An Sudong nodded, "this is a good thing, but now I don't need it. Reporter Ma has gone."

"Yes Ansudong raised his hand, "come here, I have other things for you to do."

"What's the matter?"

"Well, our hotel is short of a regular accountant now. If we wait for the hotel to open, we will not have a decent accountant. In the future, our company's accounts will be in a mess. So I want you to help me find a reliable accountant. My qualifications can be shallow and my education can be lower, but I must be conscientious and responsible, and I can't think crookedly. Do you understand?"

"Yes, reliable people."

An Sudong nodded, "OK, you can find it quickly. Since you are responsible for this, I can trust you completely. So you can do the interview by yourself. Finally, you can send me a resume to have a look."

Ye Huan didn't expect that an Sudong trusted him so much. He was grateful and excited. The new boss would not easily trust some people except his own confidants. Trust is based on mutual contact.

When an Sudong met him for the second time, he gave himself the task of looking for the person who is the lifeblood of the company. He was not afraid of favoritism and malpractice, but he had a good relationship with himself to do the accounting.

Ye Huan bowed deeply, "thank you for trusting me."

An Su Dong was startled. "What are you doing? I'm not dead yet."

This 90 degree deep bow is usually made at a funeral, bowing to the black-and-white photos, and then saying, "who are you going well, I'll miss you.".

Ye Huan a Zheng, can't help but smile, "boss, this is to express my respect for you."

"The way you respect is special." An Su Dong shakes his head, "go out, try to grasp some, hotel I intend to open recently, otherwise this idle day, how wasteful, we such a good hotel, should be developed and utilized."