Reborn Global Godfather

"Ma'am, it's all written in the report, see for yourself!"

As the analyst said, he glanced at the BMW 750 that Gu Yunmeng was driving.

That look seemed to be Chi Guo Guo's disdain, and he said: "You guys are really rich, so you panic, make things up, and make people play fools."

After speaking, he turned around and went back.

Gu Yunmeng was not given a chance to reply at all.

Scientific research intellectuals, just so hardcore, straight up!

"Ah, this..." Gu Yunmeng's pretty face flushed on the spot, and there was a loud noise in her head.

Embarrassed in place.

For the first time, it was a shame to be thought rich.

She quickly looked down at the report and was stunned.

The report is clearly written.

This coffee bean belongs to the civet cats raised in captivity by the indigenous people of Bali.

The coffee beans that civet cats eat are rainy season coffee beans.

Non-wild coffee beans are cultivated artificially, and a lot of chemical compound fertilizers are used.

The grade is between the third and fourth grades of cat poop coffee beans.

The price is 300-500 yuan per catty in China, and 50-80 yuan in the place of origin.

The report fell to the ground, Gu Yunmeng was dumbfounded.

Song Sanxi, unexpectedly, won!

Isn't Zhao Liangyou bragging and criticizing, is it very frustrating?

When I brought coffee beans, I said that I bought them at the original place, and a catty of beans cost 5 yuan!

In the glass bottle, there are a total of two catties.

10 yuan!

What a fucking idiot!

He also said that his father bought 20 catties at a time and brought them back.

"It's really stupid to have a lot of money, 100 million, just gone. My 6 yuan... oh..."

Gu Yunmeng's heart ached to death, and she was extremely disappointed.

Zhao Liangyou and his son, what an idiot!

Seeing that my sister could earn Song Sanxi [-], it turned out to be... a fart!

Because Song Sanxi said that if he wins, give her a fart.

After a long time, I came back to my senses.

Gu Yunmeng picked up the report, and saw the bright red inspection seal, I had to believe it!

Look at the time, it's noon, probably Zhao Liangyou is also driving home?

So she hurried back to the company.

It was late when I went back, and the food was gone.

When I returned to the company, I finally had a hot meal.

While eating, the boss Qian Yonghong came over.

This man in his 30s has a big belly and a smiling face.

He asked Gu Yunmeng, have the coffee beans been graded?

Gu Yunmeng smiled bitterly, told the truth, and took out the report.

Qian Yonghong was dumbfounded and stood there for a long time.

It felt like, a major loss.

"Damn, what kind of luck is this for Song Sanxi? This prodigal son has researched coffee? It shouldn't...it shouldn't..."

Shaking his head in frustration, he left.

But he was thinking in his heart, Song Sanxi from Gou Day won 30 yuan.

Then his money is more than 80 yuan!

or……?

Back in the rest room of the office, Qian Yonghong called Huang Changyong as he lay down on the sofa.

"Brother Yong, Song Sanxi is speculating in stocks with me! Then the grandson has some money, maybe 80 or [-], or how about a game?"

"Why does he have so much money? How is it possible?"

Huang Changyong was lying in the special ward with his nose crooked.

"Hehe, his house is mortgaged, and I don't know where to raise the money, and then..."

While smoking a cigarette, Qian Yonghong told the truth.

Huang Changyong was also shocked, "Turtle son, what the hell, what kind of shit coffee luck did you have? But, brother Hong, I can't come here recently."

"Yo? What's the matter?"

"I was injured a little, and I have to take care of it for two months."

Huang Changyong couldn't speak, his voice was much lower, feeling really hurt, and then hung up the phone.

In the ward, he was out of breath and roaring.

"Trash! They're all trash! Trash! I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off..."

In the middle of the morning, the police said that they could not find the so-called migrant workers and would continue to work hard.

On the side of the rich man, it is said that another 30 yuan has been lost, and four internal insurance.

If this goes on like this, the internal security is almost not enough, so I asked Huang Changyong if he still wanted to recruit people.

Huang Changyong, can you keep your nose from getting crooked?

He said no more, and all the remaining internal security guards were patrolling day and night in the rich man.

Stare, see if there is any suspicious person in the fuck, then ask me to interrogate and investigate!

Portrait, and then search in black and white.

Obviously, this lookup is useless.

Song Sanxi's ever-changing make-up skills, he can find out the ass.

Fortunately, the hospital and his four subordinates did not dare to tell him about the death of his children and grandchildren, so they only said that he would be fine for two months of recuperation.

If he knew the truth, Huang Changyong might have the heart to jump off the building.

He never imagined that it would be Song Sanxi who did it.

In his heart, he is a prodigal who will never wake up no matter how much he loses, an idiot, trash, whose addiction to gambling is greater than drug addiction...

Song Sanxi, just arrived in kindergarten.

Just in time, Zhou Wenbing came over.

Zhou Wenbing drove a second-hand Chevrolet sedan, which was well maintained and clean.

Just after getting off the car, Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Hey, Mr. Zhou, hello!"

"You..." Zhou Wenbing was a little alert, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to make lunch for Tiantian! Just in time, you're here, wait a little longer, I'll get two meals, one for you, and one for You Rong, is that okay?"

Song Sanxi's modesty and politeness.

Zhou Wenbing was really not used to it.

Has this scum really changed?

Zhou Wenbing couldn't help asking: "Did you cook the lunch yesterday?"

"Yes. It's a shame! Thank you for your hard work. I sent it to You Rong. I hope it didn't trouble you too much."

Zhou Wenbing was at a loss for being so polite, and shook his head in embarrassment, "It's okay, I can do what I can."

"By the way, Mr. Zhou, are you here...?"

Zhou Wenbing had no choice but to tell the truth.

Song Sanxi nodded to express her understanding, "It seems that Mr. Zhou is still a trustworthy person! If you have the opportunity, you are welcome to pursue her, and give her happiness and security for Tiantian. Can you promise me?"

Zhou Wenbing: "..."

Very broken.

Is this still a husband?

How can anyone encourage others to chase their wives?

He blushed, "Song Sanxi, stop talking nonsense. Yourong and I are colleagues, but I sympathize with her and Tiantian. If you... can treat her well, I will feel relieved."

After finishing speaking, I wanted to slap myself.Why not agree?

Song Sanxi smiled, "I'm sure, I will try my best to compensate them. How about this, go upstairs and sit down, and I'll pay the bill."

Zhou Wenbing felt a little nervous, "Forget it, I'm still worried about giving you the money. I'll pay it myself! I will definitely do what I promised you."

"Okay. Mr. Zhou is a man who values ​​love and righteousness. I appreciate it."

Song Sanxi didn't insist anymore, and went to the back kitchen of the kindergarten to cook.

Zhou Wenbing went to pay the fee and waited.

In less than half an hour, Zhou Wenbing was dumbfounded.

Beautiful dishes, really delicious.

There are two copies in total, all packaged.

Song Sanxi gave it to him personally, expressing his gratitude.

Holding the food, Zhou Wenbing said awkwardly, "I...do I want...to say thank you?"

Song Sanxi smiled generously, "Mr. Zhou, it's me who should say thank you."

"Can you really change yourself?"

"As much as possible."

On the way back, Zhou Wenbing found it hard to believe this fact.

Song Sanxi has changed a lot, he is also handsome, has temperament, and can cook well.

His heart felt a little lost and sour.

When I arrived at the factory, I just got off work.

Zhou Wenbing hurriedly delivered Su Yourong's food to the workshop door.

But when they passed by, Su Yourong was nowhere to be seen.

After inquiring, I found out that she had gone to the factory director's office for half an hour.

Zhou Wenbing's heart tightened, and he yelled, "It's not good!"

Factory director Yang Dali, that's an old pervert, who doesn't know him?

Su Yourong, it's dangerous!