C130

"There is one thing that you haven't completed!" Zhong Ming said to the security guard.

The security guard was already out of luck and nervously sent Zhong Ming the Great Buddha in. He did not expect to return before he even left.

The current feeling was even more cruel than the time Zhong Ming had directly dealt with him, because he was extremely nervous before. After relaxing his whole body, he felt his heart tighten. This feeling was as if he had suffered two hardships.

The security guard originally did not have the time to enter the security room, but now, as he looked at Zhong Ming very carefully, he realized that he did not have any confidence at all.

"I remember that someone wanted to show me a show. It sounds like it's called the iron gate swallowing? "

The security guard looked at Zhong Ming with eyes filled with regret. This was called 'One shouldn't pretend to be strong, but instead, act tough to attract the attention of others' thunderclaps'.

Just as he finished pretending, he was struck by a huge lightning bolt.

The security guard quickly stepped forward, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the new factory manager. Please forgive me!" The security guard was no longer in the mood to cry. He was already a veteran in this industry, how could he miss someone?

"Tidy up your things later and let the finance department take your salary before you go home." Zhong Ming said indifferently. It's not that you're disrespectful to me, it's just that after you found out that I'm the factory's director, you didn't immediately go and check, but decided based on your own assumptions. Even if you become a small security guard, you'll probably cause a lot of trouble for the factory in the future! You are not fit to be here.

Zhong Ming's voice did not contain a single trace of emotion.

If Zhong Ming was not mistaken, it was already morning by the time he arrived, but this guy had yawned after being woken up by him in the security room.

In other words, he wasn't really responsible for his own work. Rather, after seeing Murong Ying and after believing in his identity, he took a 180 degree change in attitude. This kind of person had already trained his old cunning temperament in an extremely leisurely manner. Towards this kind of person who wasn't willing to work properly and wanted to take the salary, as the newly appointed factory manager, Zhong Ming couldn't let this kind of person continue.

While the security guards stood dumbstruck, Zhong Ming and Murong Ying had already disappeared from the main building of the medicine factory's office.

Originally, Murong Ying had wanted to be the factory director and then vice factory director in the beginning. After all, he had already decided that he would play with Zhong Ming until he was older than him. But through the way Zhong Ming handled things, Murong Ying realized that he seemed to have gained a little more confidence in this Zhong Ming fellow.

"What are you doing here?" Zhong Ming realized that Murong Ying had not left for a very long time, even until he reached the factory director's room.

"Assisting you in your work? Don't worry, I'm not here to steal your position. I'm only here to be your secretary. "Although this factory isn't that important to our family, we can't just watch a layman like you destroy one of our plants, can we?" Murong Ying said impressively.

Zhong Ming sweated profusely. This little girl didn't say that she would work with him at the beginning, but in order to earn money, she had to endure it.

But Zhong Ming quickly realized that Murong Ying this little girl did not seem to be here to cause trouble, because she was indeed helpful to him. Since she was young, she had lived in a business family. Murong Ying seemed to have an innate talent for managing things, she would easily arrange everything without any real troubles.

There were many things that Zhong Ming didn't have the time to understand, and Murong Ying was able to arrange them in the shortest amount of time possible.

A few days later, Zhong Ming actually realised that this little girl was his greatest help.

At first, he took a look at the overall situation of the medicinal plant. Afterwards, every department would choose to keep their jobs to their advantage. Some of the skills and knowledge they did not have, or the old geezers who were surprised by their positions, would not have much ability.

These are the necessary conditions for a pharmaceutical factory to be rejuvenated. A good enterprise must not raise a worm.

The more bugs there were, the weaker the business would be, and it was necessary for it to go bankrupt.

Previously, when Zhong Ming was at the entrance, he saw the young manager of the medicine factory, Lu Qing. According to Zhong Ming's experience with humans, this boy should not be more than 27 or 28 years old, but the things that radiated from his body were not weak, and were people who could do well in any industry. Because other people are very smart, willing to bear hardships, this is a necessary condition to achieve great things.

Zhong Ming hated that he thought well of this boy.

When Zhong Ming was in a meeting, he specially called over this young manager called Lu Qing to get some information about the medicine factory.

Although Murong Ying took the initiative to say that he was his own secretary, he could not be ordered to do so carelessly, so Zhong Ming found a new boy who had just graduated. At that time, ordered him to organize all the information in the medicine factory and give it to him.

After that, Zhong Ming gave the entire medicine factory a three day break to recuperate. Other than the people who had been released, the rest of the people, as long as they wanted to continue working at the medicine factory, would come to the personnel department to register for work after three days. Those who were unwilling to come, would just take their paid wages and directly leave.

After taking care of all the matters that Zhong Ming had recently taken over, the whole factory was in a state of recuperation and recuperation.

As for the detailed information, someone would give it to Zhong Ming later.

"Alright, we're finally done with today's matters. Treat me to a meal!" Murong Ying on the other hand, expressed his agreement with Zhong Ming's actions.

To her, the thing she wanted to see the most was Zhong Ming's messy appearance, and then cry for help. However, he didn't expect that he would be wrong. He never thought that a person who had never been in contact with these people could be so flexible.

This made Murong Ying want to look at Zhong Ming again, it seemed like it was right for his nephew, the principal, to ask him to look for Zhong Ming for help. There were too many things about this brat that he didn't know about, and he couldn't even look at it with the eyes of an ordinary person.

"What do you want to eat? Speak! However, as stated in advance, I cannot afford something that is too expensive. " Zhong Ming said indifferently.

Murong Ying was lost in thought, and upon hearing Zhong Ming's words, he suddenly regained his senses.

But after hearing what Zhong Ming said, she immediately had a face full of disdain. For a stately Murong Ying, whatever food you can't eat, it's giving you face to treat yourself to a meal. Do you believe that you can shout out that you want to be treated, and where in the line do you think you can take the initiative to treat your own noble sons?

This brat wanted him to restrict his spending? What a joke.

"People who eat at least ten thousand yuan a month would still care about a meal?" Murong Ying teased.

"Of course, it depends on who you want to treat. Miss Mu Rong won't be able to afford a meal without my salary of a few months. "Like this, if I were to ask you to do it a few times, not to mention earning money, even I would have to do it myself." Zhong Ming acted like he was wronged and said.

Although it was normal for Murong Ying to say that, when he went out to eat, he would get a hundred and twenty thousand gold. However, why did the last sentence that he threw in sound so strange? It seemed like she said that she purposely set up a trap for Zhong Ming to give to her?

"Never mind, I didn't say how expensive it would be. Just find a place nearby and it'll be fine as long as it tastes good!" Murong Ying didn't know why, but he had only met Zhong Ming a few times, yet they were able to be as casual as they were now. For some reason, it was this guy called Zhong Ming that gave him a strange feeling. He was not as disgusted as the other rich young masters who were chasing after him.

"Also, we haven't graduated yet. This factory is a good place for you to find your trusted and capable people. Even when you're not here, we can manage the factory well for you." Murong Ying reminded Zhong Ming using the knowledge he had learned in the management family.

"I know." Zhong Ming's voice was very calm, actually Zhong Ming had already thought of this point before Murong Ying had reminded him. Furthermore, he had already found a suitable candidate in advance.

"Although there's still a month left in the school's literary competition, I hope that will properly study and enrich himself during this time. I don't want the people that I, Murong Ying, have invited, but they lost me face in the end." Murong Ying blinked her dense black eyelashes. Her pair of big eyes were black and bright, looking like stars in the sky, giving others the urge to reach out and touch them.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that." Zhong Ming said.

"That's good!" Murong Ying and Zhong Ming did not drive because the time they took the car was too fast. Furthermore, they could not discuss things properly when they were driving. He had the attitude of eating wherever he went, so there was no need to rush.

"I think I've been here before. I know there's a restaurant that has special cold powder. Do you want to try it?" Zhong Ming suddenly realised that he had come here to retrieve something, but after walking past a street, everything became familiar.

"It's just that I don't know if you're used to eating." Although Zhong Ming didn't know about other things, Zhong Ming didn't really know whether a little girl like Murong Ying could like what she liked or not, or if she could accept stand by the side of the road.

After all, for a high-end restaurant with a specialised kitchen at home, could a young lady who specialized in cooking with a chef possibly eat such a contrasting dish?

Zhong Ming felt that the cold powder was especially delicious, more delicious than ordinary delicacies.

"Alright, let's go and take a look!" Murong Ying's large eyes sparkled, filled with curiosity.

Suddenly, a water wheel roared past, and the cold feeling of water splashing across his face caused Murong Ying to be startled. The high heels beneath his feet were unable to balance and he fell to the side.

"Ouch!" Murong Ying sat on the ground in pain.

Although Murong Ying was considered skinny, but because the high heels she was wearing were too high, her spraining them was not light.

Murong Ying hadn't received any injuries since she was young, and the pain made her break out in a cold sweat.

"Let me see!" Zhong Ming immediately squatted down towards Murong Ying. He extended his hand out to check on Murong Ying's leg injuries.

Murong Ying seemed to have a cheerful and open personality, but he had never interacted so closely with a boy before. The moment Zhong Ming squatted down, the smell of a boy's unique breath enveloped her and Murong Ying actually felt a little nervous.

Murong Ying immediately pulled back her white calves, "What are you doing!?" Her little face was currently pink and cute. It was unknown if it was because she was shy or because she was angry. Even Murong Ying himself could not figure out what was going on.

"Don't worry, it will be fine." Zhong Ming grabbed Murong Ying's leg and massaged it against Murong Ying's smooth and tender leg and wrist. Zhong Ming's sudden appearance scared Murong Ying and caused his face to flush red.

Zhong Ming's hand stopped rubbing, pushed Murong Ying's leg back, and stood up. After a long while, Murong Ying finally reacted. Just as he was about to explode, he forgot that his leg was injured and kicked towards Zhong Ming.

Being born in such an environment, Murong Ying was completely different from the things girls from other families would normally learn. He had learned some self-defense skills from a young age.

This kick was easily dodged by Zhong Ming.

"You will repay this kindness with enmity!"

"You are despicable and despicable — shameless!"

Even though Murong Ying's personality was unrestrained, it was only on the surface. She had never truly been this intimate with a boy in her entire life. Not to mention his own calves and jade-like feet were both in someone else's hands. Just thinking about it, Murong Ying's beautiful face was once again covered by a red glow.

However, although her kick did not hit Zhong Ming, what shocked her the most was that her injured leg actually stopped hurting?

How could this be possible? Last time, he was also wearing high heels and had a sprained ankle. After being treated by his family's special doctor, he had been told to try his best not to walk, and every time he used strength, his feet would hurt. It took them over a month to get any results.

Why was it that after rubbing his feet in Zhong Ming's hands for a few seconds, he did not feel any pain at all? What was going on? Murong Ying was sure that his Wake was more severe than last time, because he couldn't even use the slightest bit of training just now. The moment he used a bit of strength, his entire body would tremble in pain.

"My leg--no more pain!" Murong Ying looked at Zhong Ming with a trace of guilt.

Wasn't he trying to steal a noble's belly with the heart of a scoundrel? [He is clearly trying to cure me, and I still think I am taking advantage of him?] The last time he was injured, he remembered that the doctors treated him like this too. But why did he have to think so much into it when facing Zhong Ming? He had even kicked her …

"About that, thank you!" Murong Ying's voice was extremely soft, and the blush on her face was about to drip.

"I didn't eat in the morning, so let's go eat first!" Zhong Ming did not mind much, nor did he notice the change in Murong Ying's expression.

Murong Ying followed behind Zhong Ming, and walked forward slowly, the injury on his ankle did not seem to have been healed by Zhong Ming at all. Walking now is the same as not getting hurt.

As the two of them were walking, the sound of drums and gongs and very loud firecrackers suddenly rang out in front of them.

Murong Ying immediately quickened his footsteps to walk in front of Zhong Ming.

What are you doing up ahead?" On the other hand, Murong Ying was very excited. After all, she lived in a metropolis, and lived in a high-class house. She ate in an American restaurant, as she had only seen places with very obvious Chinese characteristics on TV before. but it's very rare to see it.