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"Do you have a strong taste?" The aunt asked while choosing dishes in the kitchen: "Do you like spicy food? But forget it, the girl has a leg injury, it's better to eat light."

Xia Yao glanced at the three ladies sitting there, smiled awkwardly, and said to the kitchen, "Auntie, just watch and make it yourself."

"Then how can I do it? I was invited by you, so I naturally want to satisfy you."

"Auntie, you are already fine."

Xia Yao chatted with her aunt one after another, trying to ease the weird silence at the dinner table.

Finally Liu Wei pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, looked at Xia Yao and said firstly, "Xia Yao, how did you do it?"

"Accidentally fell."

"Oh." Liu Wei put her hands on the dining table, "Be careful in the future."

"Thank you, Miss Weiwei."

Then Liu Wei looked at Song Xinci, and Song Xinci looked back unwillingly, the atmosphere was like a tense arrow, and he didn't know which side would shoot out first.Li Sisi lowered her head, quietly stayed aside, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

Xia Yao wanted to make a pot of tea, or entertain these guests with some melons and fruits, but there was nothing at home.Stretching his hand under the table, he pulled Song Xinci's clothes.

So Song Xinci voluntarily gave up the confrontation with Liu Wei, shook his hair, smiled flatteringly, and within a second, his attitude changed 180 degrees: "Sister Weiwei, what's wrong with you? What's the problem? Can you communicate with Sisi, Song's Hosiery is in charge of Sisi."

"Song's Hosiery." Liu Wei kept his face expressionless, "Your father asked you to do business."

"That's right." Song Xinci looked innocent, "Does everyone want to do O2O and the Internet, and investing in manufacturing is not doing business?"

Liu Wei glanced at Song Xinci, opened the briefcase, took out a blue folder and threw it in front of Song Xinci: "This is the financial report of your Song's Hosiery since its establishment five months ago."

Song Xinci looked at Li Sisi and asked why the financial statements were in Liu Wei's hands.

Li Sisi shook her head pitifully, expressing that there was nothing I could do.

Sure enough, Xiaonian couldn't help her block the enemy's artillery fire, so Song Xinci had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on his own: "The company has just been established, and it will inevitably suffer losses in the early stage. Sister Weiwei, you are my dad's senior assistant, so you can't be so naive. "

"Do you want me to explain it clearly?" Liu Wei was ten years older than the three people present. In the business field, she was experienced in the wind and rain, and Song Xinci couldn't resist her posture alone. Fourteen employees, including Li Sisi, have a monthly labor of 30 yuan, plus all the necessary expenses. In five months, you didn't spend a net loss of 100 million yuan. Whether you are perfunctory or not, you know it yourself."

"Why, I'm not a loser and I did something wrong." Song Xinci was a little guilty, and all the money was spent on buying a river view house and adding recording studio equipment.

"Yes." Liu Wei affirmed: "Mr. Song spent most of his time inspecting casinos in Singapore in the past few months, and didn't ask much about your business. I gave you so much freedom, thinking that you would figure it out yourself. "Speaking of which, he knocked on the table, "Even if you are losing money, you can't just lose so much a month."

Li Sisi: "..." Did I hear wrong, are rich people so willful?

Xia Yao listened to a few sentences at first, feeling helpless and funny.I just want to go to the kitchen to help my aunt cook, but I feel that my legs and feet are not convenient, which will cause trouble instead.So he stood by the window with a cane and called Liu Yanghao to ask about the medical waste case.

Liu Yanghao told her that the case was handed over to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the Economic Investigator, and he was a patrolman with different responsibilities.However, I went to inquire about it during the meal. At present, several tons of medical waste have been seized. Three illegal processing sites have detained more than a dozen people, including the persons in charge of waste disposal in two medical units. The rest of the clues are still under investigation.

When Xia Yao walked back to the dining table again, Song Xinci looked at her with watery eyes, as if about to cry: "Sister Yao~"

Xia Yao patted her head: "What's the matter?"

Song Xinci complained: "Sister Weiwei bullied me."

Xia Yao opened the stool and sat down, looked at Liu Wei, and persuaded: "Sister Weiwei, if Xin Ci really doesn't like doing business, it doesn't make sense to force it, right, the value of a person is not only reflected by money. "

Among the three, Liu Wei seemed to only regard Xia Yao as an adult, and her tone was less commanding and more vivid: "Xia Yao, her father has three senior assistants, and I am the most relaxed. I know why Because I still have a difficult task, which is to supervise Miss Song's business, this is not my problem, it is her father's problem. "

Xia Yao had already guessed the result and shrugged at Song Xinci.

Song Xinci pursed her mouth, unhappy.

"Father couldn't bear to beat his daughter, so he had to find someone to sing a bad face." Liu Wei stood up, nodded to the folder on the table, and said to Song Xinci: "Miss, take a good look."

"Sister Weiwei, let's go after dinner together." Xia Yao watched Liu Wei pick up the briefcase.

"Forget it, I'm afraid that someone won't be able to eat when they see me."

Song Xinci raised his eyebrows: "I am such a narrow-minded person." You underestimate me too much.

They kept the aunt for dinner, but the aunt refused, "I have to go home and cook for my grandson." After quitting, there was a trace of shyness on her face, "I have only been doing this for a long time, and some things are not well done... I am not bothered. You guys."

"It's okay." Song Xinci said.

"Girl, take a good rest and drink more bone soup."

"Yes." Xia Yao nodded, "Thank you, Auntie."

It was a little after eight o'clock, and it was getting dark.The soft night wind blew the light green solid-colored sheets that my aunt carried out to dry on the balcony, shaking gently, as if dancing.

Li Sisi was holding the rice, although she tried her best to look natural, there was still nervousness in her eyes, and the table was full of dishes, and she was eating the plate in front of her.

Xia Yao is the host, and she felt that she needed to make the atmosphere more harmonious. She looked at Li Sisi and asked calmly, "Miss Li, are you a vegetarian?"

"No." Li Sisi shook her head, there was still food in her mouth, she almost choked up in a moment of anxiety, and hurried down.Feeling embarrassed, my face turned a little red, "This green vegetable is delicious, Auntie really knows how to cook."

It seems even more awkward.

Song Xinci filled Xia Yao with a bowl of bone soup and pushed it over.He said seriously to Li Sisi: "Sisi, you can just do what you did before. Everyone has to wear socks, right? I am very optimistic about this prospect. It will be a matter of time before profit is made."

Song Xinci actually didn't care much about this, but it was impossible for her as a boss to tell the employees, you lose money, it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm just here for business.Of course, she still hopes to make a profit, but when she sees Li Sisi being so stupid and sweet, she can't say the word dismissal.

Therefore, Song Xinci has strengthened his understanding of himself - he is not a material for doing business.Which boss can't even say that an employee is dismissed.

Li Sisi was nervous about this tonight, for fear of losing her job by accident.However, the company has been losing money, and she was also very sorry, and carefully suggested: "Mr. Song, I don't think I can do well as a vice president..."

Boss!You can just keep me, and hire another manager. She is willing to be a subordinate, and her enthusiasm is guaranteed to be no less than now.

Xia Yao didn't know why, but when she heard Mr. Song's name, she thought it was very strange, holding a spoon, her eyes were full of smiles.

"Let's talk again, talk again." Song Xinci felt dizzy when he thought of these things. He looked at Xia Yao and said, "One more bowl."

"No, I'm full."

Song Xinci glanced at Xia Yao, and picked up the spoon to add soup to Xia Yao.

"Okay, let's have another bowl."