[BL]Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle(Rebirth) [MTL]

Chapter106

What He Changfeng has learned now is not as much as his assistant.

Cen Wei actually asked a student from University A for help, and it looked like a vase in a vase. Isn't this nonsense?

The last time Du Ming came, he brought a professor of A University named Li Baishou, a member of the Hongsuo Research Institute.

As a result, after a careful inspection, the professor dragged a lot of theoretical knowledge and the overall situation as if he was lecturing. He said it was the same as not saying it. He didn't find anything that could threaten Meijiang at all, and the selection was insignificant. A small problem made Du Mingli himself very embarrassed.

But the professor wasn't completely useless. Instead, he helped him check and fill in the gaps, and made up for those little faults and shortcomings.

Seeing He Dayong's light tone, Li Rong knew that He Dayong didn't take him seriously.

He pursed his lips and chuckled, silently standing in the corner of the elevator, leaning against the inner wall of the elevator, looking down at the toes of his shoes indifferently.

When He Dayong was talking to Li Rong, Cen Wei had no response. Seeing Li Rong leaning against the inner wall of the elevator, he had to stretch out his hand and lightly support Li Rong.

"Cool."

Li Rong subconsciously rubbed forward a little and left the cold inner wall.

Cen Wei's palm stopped on his shoulder blade for a few seconds before retracting it.

He Dayong glanced at the voice and didn't care too much. He only felt that Cen Wei was very considerate to his subordinates. Unfortunately, the more incompetent the leader, the more he had to win people's hearts in other aspects.

However, Cen Wei was only nineteen years old, and it was a bit too much to say that he was incapable, but he really shouldn't have stepped into the deep water of District 9 early.

He Dayong's office is on the top floor of the office building, about 20 square meters. Although he is the company's top leader, he is not extravagant, but the decoration is very low-key.

This is the exact opposite of He Changfeng.

Li Rong has checked the information of He Dayong. He Dayong was born in the countryside. He was not rich when he was a child.

On the other hand, He Changfeng, who had good conditions since he was a child, was at the age when his vanity was the strongest, and he liked flashy things the most.

As soon as everyone entered the room, the secretary quickly came in with a silver needle of white kohlrabi. The fragrance of tea overflowed in the office, and the water mist fluttered.

It is obviously hot weather, normal people like to drink cold drinks, and no one wants to touch the hot tea, even if they know that He Dayong brings good tea.

Only Li Rong took the tea.

He blew on the mist lightly, then used the tip of his lips to test the temperature, and took a sip.

The tea is fragrant but not lingering, the taste is soft and mellow, slightly sweet.

Li Rong sighed, "It's delicious."

He Dayong looked at Li Rong again.

He also took a cup and took a slow sip: "This is the best silver needle I brought to a friend. It is indeed a rare good tea."

He expressed regret to those young people who are used to drinking coffee and milk tea. At one time, I felt that Li Rong had the advantage of good taste in addition to his outstanding appearance.