I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

The secretary paused, "But that batch of goods needs to be prepared and sent to Mr. Chen when the time comes."

"If we deal with it now..."

Mr. Lin's face was already full of annoyance. "I can just find new goods when the time comes."

"It's because Mr. Chen always delivers at fixed times."

"The control here is strict, it's hard to 'ship', and it's even harder to 'export'!"

"It's better to solve it here and exchange it for money."

"That guy just now, Ming Shengtian, didn't he say that he already had two girls? Are you afraid that when the time comes, there will be no one left?"

"Let's get through this recent hardship first."

The secretary felt something was wrong.

But the company is indeed in a very difficult situation this year, as Shahua Pharmaceutical finally has a branch in China.

Mr. Lin also felt at one point that it would soon become much easier for him to "ship goods".

Who knows.

Before he even had time to get comfortable in his job, he was involved in a murder case. Now he has no choice but to close down the company and accept investigation.

If it weren't for this.

Mr. Lin would not be so eager to give money to Ming Nuan.

It's not like he has too much money to burn.

But he finally got the chance. He saw that Shahua had not been energetic in recent years, and Old Chen was old. Although he had always wanted to make medicine that could improve his body and prolong his life, he had even reached the point of madness.

But those who work for him know it.

People get old.

He just has to accept his old age and wait for death. Once he dies, won't he be eaten alive by the Mohists?

It’s better to find a new way out quickly.

As he thought this, he walked downstairs.

When I was walking through the company lobby, I happened to run into someone from the Human Resources Department and a few young girls coming over.

"Mr. Lin."

The HR department greeted him.

Mr. Lin's eyes were fixed on those young girls.

"New faces." Mr. Lin stared at them without blinking.

The HR department quickly said, "Yes, this is General Manager Lin."

Several young girls greeted him.

Mr. Lin smiled so widely that the wrinkles around his eyes were revealed.

"Okay, okay, if there's anything inconvenient, just tell me. Our company welcomes fresh blood like you."

As kind as the close elders in my hometown.

How young, how wonderful.

It would be even better if he was an orphan.

Mr. Lin suppressed the thought in his mind and kept it for the time being. If there were not enough people when the time came, he could use it to make up the number.

He walked out while thinking this.

What he didn't know was.

When those young girls passed him again.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a disdainful smile.

They quietly took out their cell phones.

Sent a message to Ming Nuan.

【Already employed】

……

Ming Nuan saw this message after waking up from a nap.

Everything seems to be going well.

She stretched.

The quilt was pulled over.

Revealing Mo Shiyan who was holding her with his eyes closed.

"Stop pretending."

Ming Nuan said softly: "I know you are awake."

Mo Shiyan, who had his eyes tightly closed, slowly opened them.

"You really understand me more and more." His hands were still wrapped around Ming Nuan's waist.

Mo Shiyan came back in the early morning.

Still carrying the chill and moisture of an autumn night.

It would be strange if Ming Nuan didn’t notice it.

"Are you all ready?" If Mo Shiyan's eyes weren't full of bloodshot, he wouldn't look like he had been staying up late.

"Ah."

Ming Nuan had already pried his hands apart and got up from the bed.

She sat at the dressing table.

He said word by word: "I don't know whether they are ready or not, but I am ready."