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Early the next morning, Bai Yu went downstairs to Zhang Lan's and called her to ask her to go downstairs.
"I forgot to ask last night, what's the situation? You came back, and the car is still exposed to the cold wind?"
Bai Yu turned her head and smiled at Zhang Lan who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Why did you come alone? I thought you had to bring your father-in-law and your wife with you, what about them?"
Zhang Lan ignored his question, curiously asked what she cared about.
"I'll take them to the hotel lobby to take up a seat first, and then come back to pick you up."
Bai Yu laughed.
"Oh, thank you for your concern and consideration. I know that women are slower to go out."
Zhang Lan also laughed.
"Yeah, Xiaoxue is getting slower and slower to go out now, and she needs to apply more and more layers on her face."
"Haha, then you have to thank me, a good master, for letting her start maintenance in advance, you have to thank me!"
"Why should I thank you?"
"Of course, your wife's glamor makes you face, don't you thank me?"
The two made jokes and jokes, and they both knew that they had to talk about business after dinner.
Bai Yu actually wanted to ask his father-in-law, just try his best, no matter how Qin Wafan's father didn't let it go, wouldn't it be better to follow the policy? No one can change regulations and policies. But his father-in-law didn't give him this clear answer, and his wife, Qin Xiaoxue, told him not to worry too much, just follow her father's instructions to ask Qin Wanfan for help.
At this time, he also wanted to ask Zhang Lan. After all, Zhang Lan was in it, and the stakes during the period should be very clear, and he and Zhang Lan still have a good relationship. But after thinking about it, he should avoid making trouble for himself first, so he still held his mouth, thinking that it would not be too late to say it after breakfast.
At this moment, Qin Wafan's family also started breakfast for the whole family. After a while of children and adults eating breakfast together, Qin Wafan saw his father walking up to him, bowed his head in silence for a while, and asked:
"Son, what you said last night, if it was you, what would you do?"
Qin Wafan thought for a while, then said:
"Dad, just do what you want. You and Uncle Zhao will fight for the interests that the parties in the accident deserve more, and also warn them to pay attention to these potential safety hazards. Whether you continue to report or are willing to bring the family members of the parties involved Sit down and negotiate together, I will support you!"
A gleam of light flashed in Qin's father's eyes, he smiled relievedly at his son, and nodded slightly.
Father and son are of the same mind, this is really something that makes both father and son happy and warm.
"Okay, go and do your work. You don't have to worry about what to do if I occupy the land."
Father Qin told his son. Qin Wafan nodded slightly, smiled happily, and went to busy himself with the matter at hand.
Regarding his cooperation with the Haitian Group, he is actually still actively preparing, but he is not so anxious to urge Zhang Lan. He felt that it might be better to give Zhang Lan some time for this matter.
He himself continued to develop the same business as before.
"Qin Wa, do you have time? I want to visit your office."
At around ten o'clock in the morning, Qin Wafan received a call from Zhang Lan.
If it was in the past, he must have been nervous. He had to quickly decorate his simple and humble office, and he had to think about how to beautify his unique office with words, but at this time, he was calm in his heart. .
After experiencing the two accidents that his father had experienced, he suddenly lost his interest. He felt that no matter how loud and luxurious the brand was, it was nothing more than an outer packaging box. The important thing was who was doing what. That's the decisive factor.
Now he feels that it is a very honorable thing for him to work very hard to use his talents to advertise for merchants, so his office is doing the honorable thing, so naturally it is also honorable out of place. That being the case, what is there to be ashamed of?
"Your office is really hard to find."
When Zhang Lan stood with him at the door of his factory-style office, he smiled.
"So I'm going out to pick you up at the intersection!"
Qin Wanfan replied with a smile.
"Well, I thought it was because I received preferential treatment, but it turned out that it was just because it was hard to find!"
Zhang Lan pouted.
"It's also preferential treatment. It depends on how you look at it."
Qin Wanfan answered with a smile again.
"By the way, your office is quite unique."
After Zhang Lan came in, he looked around curiously.
"It's okay, it's an abandoned factory building, I picked it up and turned waste into treasure."
Qin Wanfan laughed again.
"You are really a treasure."
Zhang Lan exaggerated with a smile.
"There is really someone who is as knowledgeable as I am! It's amazing! Come on, please sit down."
Qin Wafan's office is simple and shabby, but he kept it cleaner than before, probably because he came here often after resigning. These desks and chairs used as machines are all cleaned every day, free from dust, and then put his The simple and naive purple sand tea set really has an indescribable sense of history integrating modernization and traditional civilization.
"It's very oil painting."
Sitting on the chair that Qin Wafan dismantled and reassembled the machine in the corner in his free time, Zhang Lan sighed.
Qin Wanfan raised his eyes and glanced at her. The woman in a white suit and trousers has a tall figure and a good face, which is a bright color in the gray iron-based space.
"You are also like in an oil painting."
He couldn't help but sighed with emotion.
"Well, today we are all swimming in the painting."
Zhang Lan laughed again.
"Didn't you drink morning tea with Bai Yu's family? It's over so soon?"
Qin Wanfan asked. Generally speaking, if you drink morning tea in Guangdong, go there at seven or eight in the morning, and sit at the round table in the lobby of the hotel, where you can chat leisurely and talk about business until noon.
"You Cantonese morning tea doesn't stipulate when it should end, does it?"
Zhang Lan asked back.
"That's true."
Qin Wafan smiled, and also felt that what he asked was a bit too much.
"We had morning tea and didn't talk about anything. We really enjoyed the special tea in Qinfang City with all our heart. It was so delicious that no one would care about talking about it."
Zhang Lan smiled and took a sip of the hot tea that Qin Wafan filled up for her.
"Oh, that's right, it's not good enough to be half-hearted, especially the food for morning tea. It takes energy to digest it in the stomach, and the brain can just be lazy."
Qin Wafan also replied with insignificant words.
"What about you? Do you often drink morning tea? What do you like to eat?"
Zhang Lan squinted at him and asked.
"I don't have anything special, I think they are all delicious. However, for me, the most delicious ones are probably better at home."
Qin Wanfan replied involuntarily.
"It's time to tempt those of us who don't stay at home all year round. When can I go to your house to eat your favorite food?"
Zhang Lan looked at him with a smile, her eyes were watery.
"Oh, that's fine too, depending on your time."
Qin Wafan was a little surprised to be asked so abruptly by Zhang Lan, but he didn't think her question was abrupt. Instead, he replied sincerely after thinking about it very seriously. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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