Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1157 1174【Buying green onions with LV】on
on the main road,

Inside a moving Cadillac—
Song Zhichao hung up the call from Ma Dongxi, and began to think in his heart.

To be honest, Song Zhichao regretted that he personally asked Ma Dongxi to handle this matter.

According to his current status, a casual sentence may arouse the suspicion of the company's leadership.

Just like this time Song Zhichao told Ma Dongxi to take care of Park Chunhua and help Park Chunhua get a job in the Song Group.In fact, Song Zhichao can completely explain this matter to the driver Quan Wuyeol, and ask Quan Wuyeol to remind Ma Dongseok a little bit, then Ma Dongseok will not take this matter so important, and arrange it for Park Chunhua casually. positions.

Even Song Zhichao didn't say this, but just reminded Park Chunhua to go to the company for an interview. According to Park Chunhua's own conditions, it shouldn't be a big problem to apply for a "cleaner" or something.

But Song Zhichao said a lot to Ma Dongxi, and the weight of his round became a thousand catties, which made Ma Dongxi restless and anxious.

Ma Dongxi thought that since Song Zhichao had confessed, then this Pu Chunhua was not an ordinary person. In this recruitment activity of the company, at least a team leader, section chief, or even a minister should be given.

But how did he know that Park Chunhua applied for the job as a "cleaner"!
Ma Dongxi was afraid that he would not be able to bear such serious consequences, so after getting the news, he called Song Zhichao as soon as possible, and personally apologized to Song Zhichao, so that President Song would not get angry in the future, and he would not be able to finish eating.

Thinking of this, Song Zhichao could only shake his head, then smiled and said to Quan Wulie who was driving in front, "It's almost noon, let's go home first! I haven't had a good rest for several days, it's better to be at home!"

Quan Wulie said "yes", then stepped up the accelerator and drove towards the Korean style courtyard where Song Zhichao lived.

……

In the Korean courtyard ---
Kim San-soon, the little nanny at home with his ass pouted and a pillow in his arms, slacking off and sleeping "returning to the cage", never thought that it was almost noon, and President Song would come back suddenly.

As soon as she heard the doorbell, she immediately jumped up from the bed. Without caring much, she found her clothes and pants and put them on.

I remember clearly that last time I opened the door late but was almost scolded to death by President Song.

After putting on the clothes, she buttoned them indiscriminately, squeezed the slippers, and ran like crazy to open the door.

With a bang, the door opened.

"Hello President Song, you're back! I'm not too late, am I?" Jin Sanshun said out of breath.

Song Zhichao stood at the door, looking at Jin Sanshun.

Jin Sanshun was stunned by the sight, and hurriedly took a rest habitually, and stood at attention, but she was too flustered just now, and her chest was still heaving and wheezing at the moment.

"Are you slacking off to sleep again?"

"No! I'm... I'm taking a shower! Yes, I'm taking a shower! Just now I finished my work, I was sweating all over, so I put on water and took a shower, so I got dressed a little later." Jin Sanshun rolled his black eyes. , said cautiously.

"Since I took a shower, why is my hair still dry?"

"Oh, I didn't wash my hair."

"is it?"

"Yeah, I ran out of shampoo, and you didn't let me use it, so I didn't wash it."

"It's rare for you to be so obedient. If I don't let you use my things, you don't need them."

"Hehe, it's all because President Song taught you well that I am so obedient."

"You are so nice."

"Complimented."

"You think I'm praising you?"

"Or else?"

"You're getting better at answering."

"President, you are praising me again!" Jin Sanshun said shyly.

Song Zhichao: "..." Some rolled their eyes.

"Okay, even if you were taking a shower just now, what about this?" Song Zhichao pointed to the corner of Jin Sanshun's eyes.

"What?" Jin Sanshun hurriedly wiped his eyes with his hand.

"Taking a bath, can you still wash out eye feces?"

Kim Sam Soon: "..."

My mind was spinning quickly, "Ahem, you must be too busy and tired to read wrongly... There is nothing!"

"Do you think I believe it?" Song Zhichao still stared at her.

Jin Sanshun lowered his voice: "Then do you believe... or not?"

"What do you say?"

"Uh, I don't believe it."

"You guessed it right."

Jin Sanshun: "..." hurriedly lowered his head, rubbing the hem of his clothes, pretending to be ashamed.

This is a trick she used all the time. Whenever she was reprimanded by Song Zhichao, or caught by Song Zhichao, she would pretend to be innocent, ashamed, and pitiful.

Seeing her appearance, Song Zhichao became a little impatient, pointed at Jin Sanshun, and scolded: "San Shun, you should have some fun!"

Jin Sanshun hurriedly lowered his head, blinked his eyes, pouted his lips, and said pitifully: "I will grow up in the future! President Song——I was wrong! Woooooooo!" Howled dryly.

Seeing Jin Sanshun's "miserable" appearance of being wronged and without confidence, Song Zhichao somehow felt a sense of comfort like abuse every time.

The funniest thing is that Jin Sanshun is so single-minded, he doesn't know how to repent when he is beaten to death, and every time he admits his mistakes, he has a super good attitude and is super innocent. He looks pitiful and makes people feel sympathetic.

But after the incident, she continued to make mistakes without hesitation, and went further and further on the road of making mistakes. In the process of answering, the stories and nonsense became more and more proficient and mellow-it can be called "the world of mistakes". The immortal "Xiaoqiang", the "Queen" of the "nonsense world" full of lies.

Seeing that Jin Sanshun gave up again, Song Zhichao felt it was funny, "I'm not asking you to admit your mistake, I'm telling you to put on your clothes when you run out in the future! Look at what you look like now? How decent are you!"

"Eh—?" After being scolded by Song Zhichao loudly, Jin Sanshun realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the clothes he was wearing.

Look again, "My mother!" I saw that what I was wearing was not my own clothes at all, but my mother Pu Chunhua's clothes in an emergency. She is petite, but not as plump as Park Chunhua, It looks even more ridiculous with clothes on.

"Get out and change!" Song Zhichao scolded.

"Yes! Chairman!" Jin Sanshun bowed, turned and rushed into the room.

……

For a moment—
"Master President, what do you want to eat for lunch today?" Jin Sanshun, the little nanny who had changed her costume, stood respectfully in front of Song Zhichao and asked.

At this moment, she looks like a family nanny, as if she has long forgotten the scene of her being in a mess before.

Song Zhichao sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and a newspaper in his hand.

With a bang, he folded the newspaper, and then said to the little nanny Jin Sanshun in a serious tone: "Go to the vegetable market to buy some fresh ingredients and cook some Hong Kong dishes—by the way, buy me some good wine..."

"Hong Kong food? Cantonese food?" No matter what, the little nanny has served Song Zhichao for so long, so she knows how he tastes.It is clearer that Hong Kong cuisine is actually traditional Chinese Cantonese cuisine, such as abalone, bird's nest, wing belly and so on.

In short, those are super expensive dishes——"Uh, I'm lucky again this time." Jin Sanshun couldn't help swallowing secretly.

"Okay, President Song, I will give you a table of sumptuous food! But, what kind of wine do you want..." Jin Sanshun blinked, she thought she was very smart, there are so many types of good wine, who knows President Song wants to buy which one, it's better to ask clearly.

Song Zhichao thought for a while——
"Moutai, Wuliangye, etc." Song Zhichao felt homesick.

"Okay, I'll do it now!" The little nanny Jin Sanshun vowed, but after saying this, she still stood there.

Song Zhichao frowned: "Why don't you go?"

"Uh, where's the money?" Jin Sanshun asked a very important thing.

It seems that abalone, shark's fin belly, bird's nest and so on, as well as Moutai Wuliangye, are extremely expensive. If you don't give me money, let me slap my face?This is Jin Sanshun's heart, but he dare not say it.

Song Zhichao smiled, took out his wallet casually, took out a black card and handed it over: "Swipe whatever you want!"

(End of this chapter)