A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 162 Chapter 162
Lin Song is in a hurry now, watching the two chatting for another 5 minutes, and then talking endlessly, it's time for the stock market to close.

Zhou Suoran glanced at Lin Song's urgent expression calmly, and said slowly.

"There's no money in the office, go find Zhang Zihao outside the door, and ask him to take you to get it in the trunk of the car."

Lin Song's impatience has not changed at all, and he seems to lose the ability to think when he gets anxious.

Who would get hundreds of thousands and put them in the office at every turn?It's a trivial matter to scare others, but it's not good to make others think that he is corrupt and accepting bribes.

After all, during his time in Fengcheng, he was conscientious in his job, worked hard without complaint, worked for the country and the people with ease, and paid a lot of money.

But these things can only be swallowed in his stomach, not to mention that he doesn't intend to let others know.

One thing more is worse than one thing less. It's just a small amount of money. If he doesn't take it to heart, he treats it as charity.

When Lin Song heard that there was something going on, he smiled so much that his peach blossom eyes narrowed. If Zhou Suoran was not a man, maybe he would hug this guy and kiss him now.

But who made this guy a man?He's straight, okay?I had no choice but to pat the other party's shoulder happily, and said in a bit of a dog's leg.

"Well, I knew you had a way of getting money."

Looking at Zhou Suoran's coffin face now, it seems a bit pleasing to the eye.

Zhou Suanran, who was patted on the shoulder, removed the opponent's paw in disgust, and waved towards Lin Song.

"Go, go, don't wrinkle my clothes, go to Zhang Zihao to get the money, remember to be smart next time, who would put hundreds of thousands in the office at every turn?"

Really, what did two big men ink?She even patted him on the shoulder, he is not a woman, don't want to rub his oil every now and then?
Of course, if he knew that Lin Song actually wanted to kiss him more, he would probably have nightmares in the middle of the night when he slept tonight.

Disliked Lin Song: "..."

Watching Zhou Suran pull away his claws, and even patted the dust on his shoulders that didn't exist at all, the joy that just surged up in his heart was blocked by depression.

"Tch, I'm taking pictures of you to save face, I don't take pictures of ordinary people."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhou Suoran to reply, he rushed out of the office at lightning speed.

His time is very precious now, and it can be said that he is racing against time. If he goes late, he will lose a lot of RMB.

Zhou Suoran was sitting on the office chair, watching Lin Song rushing out of the office in a hurry, even before closing the office door, his cold eyes suddenly became dark.

Zhang Zihao was sitting in the secretary's room, enjoying the attention of the little secretaries who were courting him like stars.

One of the little secretaries came to Zhang Zihao with a smile on his face, and said with a flattering smile on his face.

"Special Assistant Zhang, would you like some tea? I'll make tea for you."

Another little secretary hurried over, gently pushed the previous little secretary away, and said to Zhang Zihao.

"Special Assistant Zhang, what's so good about tea? I guess you rushed to work today, so you probably didn't have breakfast? Look, I brought you freshly baked bread from the bakery downstairs at my house. Do you want to try it?" ?”

As he spoke, he handed over a bright yellow bread, which looked very good.

Zhang Zihao glanced at the bread in the little secretary's hand, took a bite with satisfaction, it tasted good, and praised him very much.

"Well, it's about the same. The bread tastes good. Remember to think of me next time you eat something good."

As he spoke, he smiled slightly at the other party, which was regarded as encouragement.

The little secretary saw that Zhang Zihao was eating bread, his eyes were drawn into a line of joy, and he was probably in a good mood, so he hurriedly continued.

"That special assistant Zhang, look at this bread. I will bring you one every day. The milk tea you brought this morning is really delicious. I will give it to my sisters and bring a cup every day, okay?"

Zhang Zihao ate the bread in satisfaction, glanced at the few secretaries who were surrounding him, and said slowly.

"Well, it's okay to bring milk tea, but you guys remember to bring me breakfast in the future. Tomorrow, it's best not to bring bread. I don't like to have repeated breakfasts every day."

The little secretary who had been sitting on the sofa without making a sound finally jumped out at this moment.

"Oh, there are egg-filled biscuits downstairs in my house, or I will bring you egg-filled biscuits for breakfast tomorrow morning."

"Egg-filled pancakes?" Zhang Zihao repeated the name of the food, why couldn't he think of the shape of this food?

But it sounds pretty good, anyway, it’s just breakfast, egg-filled pancakes, just egg-filled pancakes!
Zhang Zihao nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright then, remember to bring me egg-filled biscuits for breakfast tomorrow morning."

The little secretaries nodded with smiles on their faces, and did not forget to remind them.

"Okay, okay, then remember to bring us milk tea! Caramel milk tea and red bean milk tea each bring a cup."

At this point, the deal has been concluded, Zhang Zihao stood up from the stool, biting the bread and going out, while walking, he pointed to the little secretaries behind him to explain

"I see, isn't it just milk tea? Small meaning. How many are you? Take care of me at work and don't just think about eating all day long."

And as he spoke, he couldn't help shaking his head, the little girl's world food seems to account for a large proportion.

Isn't it just a few cups of milk tea?I have to be reminded and instructed, for fear that he will miss it.

As expected, no one understands the foodie world, Zhang Zihao shook his head helplessly, put his hand on the doorknob of the office, and was about to open the door and go out.

Suddenly, as soon as an external force rushed from the outside, the door was knocked open from the outside, and the door of the office turned straight towards Zhang Zihao.

"Fuck, who the hell knocked on the door?"

Zhang Zihao was cursing, and quickly dodged away. The office door hit the wall straight, and he lay back again.

The little secretary behind him screamed in fright.

"Who is it? Why did you run here and hit the door?"

Zhang Zihao walked over depressingly, straightened his messy hairstyle while dodging just now, and prepared to fix the culprit.

Lin Song rushed in in a hurry, grabbed Zhang Zihao's arm and pulled it out like burning his butt.

Zhang Zihao went in without knowing it, even in a daze, and was dragged out of the office by Lin Song.

"Hey, Lin Song, what are you doing?"

Zhang Zihao, who had been dragged for a few steps, finally came back to his senses. He shook off the opponent's claws vigorously, straightened his wrinkled suit, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Lin Song, who was pulling Zhang Zihao out, was thrown away by the other party, and quickly stepped forward to grab the other party's sleeve and walked out, saying as he walked
"Oh, hurry up and follow me, Shaojijiwaiwai, I'll talk to you as I walk."

Zhang Zihao, who was dragged away by Lin Song again, was full of question marks.

"Oh, why are you walking with me?"

(End of this chapter)