Always Dress Up as the Boss [Quick Transmigration]

"You said that he lost his energy suddenly today, and just stayed in the office in a daze without looking at the documents?"

Yuan Zhuo's tone is unclear.

"Yes, before delivering the meal, Master Yuan was still very energetic and was looking at the contract to be signed on the weekend."

Assistant Reporting.

During this time, no one even entered the office.

If he hadn't been rewarded by Young Master Yuan before, he would have thought it was a problem with the steamed buns after he had tasted how delicious a soup dumpling filled with crab roe made by Mr. Yuan was.

"I see, you arrange it, and I will go over later."

"Okay, Mr. Yuan, I'll arrange it immediately."

The assistant heard the call being hung up, and immediately set off to make arrangements.

After all, Young Master Yuan has made rapid progress recently. Although the contract has not been signed yet, it can be seen with the naked eye that Young Master Yuan has also grown a lot in handling relationships. Their new pillars of the Yuan Clan in the future cannot just be cut off here. !

Yuan Zhuo hung up the phone, frowned and thought for a while.

Since no one has ever entered the office, nine times it was a phone call.

He could only think of one person who could bring such a big blow to that poor boy Yuan Qiong.

Hao Bai.

There is no one else but him.

However, since Hao Bai gave Xiao Pohai such a big blow, maybe this is an opportunity.

A hint of calculation gradually appeared on Yuan Zhuo's face.

After delivering meals for so many days, it's time to be a real father and give the little poor boy a high.

Quickly placed an order for ingredients, Yuan Zhuo thought about it, and then canceled it.

He called directly and asked the other party to prepare hot pot ingredients for two people, and all the ingredients had to be freshly processed.

Since this master frequently patronizes their software recently, the gentle expression of the customer service customer service of the other party will specially let the three people process the ingredients as quickly as possible and send them to the designated place.

Yuan Zhuo placed an order for some soup base materials, and after cooking, he set off for Yuan's.

Mrs. Yuan, the assistant glanced at the message sent by Mr. Yuan, and was calm.

As early as when he personally went to pick up crab roe soup dumplings, he knew that hot pot would appear sooner or later as long as Mr. Yuan thought about it.

He immediately received the person who brought the ingredients and tableware first, and then personally delivered these to the rest room in the office bit by bit according to Mr. Yuan's wishes.

During this period, Young Master Yuan was still in a daze, and he didn't even give him a look, as if his soul had already come out of his body.

All that's left is this body.

Half an hour later, Yuan Zhuo arrived at the battlefield with his dad's soup base.

The assistant immediately came over to greet him and gave a brief explanation.

"Okay, I see, you go to work, it's hard work."

Yuan Zhuo nodded, and the assistant watched him approach the office, heaving a sigh of relief.

I hope that Young Master Yuan, under Mr. Yuan's guidance, can recover soon.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Yuan Zhuo didn't say anything, just opened the lunch box, letting the rich aroma of the soup float out.

Yuan Qiong turned his inorganic eyeballs, and slowly looked towards him.

Yuan Zhuo came over and patted his head lightly.

"Come for dinner."

Only then did Yuan Qiong realize that he had come in, and he was a little dissatisfied, with a slow tone.

"You didn't knock on the door."

"I knocked it out, and I even sent someone to bring in the ingredients. You are the one in a daze."

Yuan Zhuo threw the pot back, and he was determined not to take the blame.

"……,Oh."

Yuan Qiong didn't talk back this time, but just followed into the lounge, sat down stupidly, picked up his chopsticks, and stared at the bottom of the pot in a daze.

Yo, it looks like it was a big blow.

Yuan Zhuo calmly poured ingredients into the bottom of the pot, then calmly put them on his own plate, and started to eat.

He was eating vigorously, and Yuan Qiong, who was in a daze over there, was gradually stunned by the speed at which he ate without mercy.

Seeing Yuan Zhuo picking up a plate of his favorite fish fillets, Yuan Qiong quickly reached out to grab it, and said angrily.

"Didn't you come here to ask me to eat! Why did you eat it yourself!"

bad guy!

He actually robbed him of his food!

Yuan Zhuo pretended to be surprised.

"I thought you were thinking about how to earn 500 million, so I didn't dare to disturb you. And this time I made hot pot, of course we ate together."

Little boy, he still plays Shen Shen with him, 100 years earlier!

Yuan Qiong was angry, but a little panicked.

After all, his father cooked this meal, so he can't say anything after eating some.

But, but!

"Then you can't, eat all my favorite food!"

His fillets!

Yuan Zhuo pretended to glance at the plate in his hand, and suddenly realized.

"You like this too? Then Dad will save some for you."

As he spoke, he picked up another plate.

"That, I like that too!"

When Yuan Qiong saw it, he became anxious again, that dish was also the only seedling!

Yuan Zhuo looked at him helplessly with a sense of doting, shook his head and put it down, and picked up several dishes again by repeating the same trick.

Sure enough, Yuan Qiong was fooled.

When Yuan Qiong looked like he was about to erupt, Yuan Zhuo stopped his anger that was about to erupt.

"That's right, after all, I'm Dad's own son. You can do whatever you want, and you can eat whatever you like. I heard from the assistant that you're going to sign a contract this weekend? That's right, that's up to me too. When I first signed a contract, I just bought it." A mere 50, but you are better than blue."

Yuan Qiong froze for a moment, and roared with raging anger, turning into a small flame.

"Is that right?"

Isn't it, 500 million is very little, and it takes so long to wait, is it useless?

Yuan Zhuo still took the fish fillet, but this time, he picked it up and beat it into the little broken boy's bowl.

Look, half of this sweet date has been given, and if you give some fish fillets, the little boy won't be so twisted in the future.

"Otherwise? Go out and find out, whose kid can make money just after taking over his company? Just you, Uncle Li, the neighbor over the mansion, do you remember?"

Yuan Zhuo casually caught someone in his memory and came out to be beaten.

Yuan Qiong thought for a while and nodded, feeling a bit impressed.

Because a few days ago, under the arrangement of his assistant, he checked all the famous people in this city, only to find out that the next door neighbor lives Li Xing, who has made a fortune in new technology.

"Before his fiftieth birthday, he wanted to put his son in the company to practice, and gave him the position of manager. Guess what happened?"

The original wash cycle induction.

Yuan Qiong frowned.

"He, he didn't earn 500 million?"

.

Okay, little boy, in his heart, he can't live with 500 million.

Yuan Zhuo laughed out loud.

"It's more than 500 million." He gestured with three fingers. "He lost 3000 million in one year. As a result, his father had to wipe his ass everywhere, and managed to keep his property. He kicked him out the next year." I went abroad for further study.”

Yuan Qiong was dumbfounded.

"Loss, loss of 3000 million?"

He is only 500 million, and he has exhausted his brains to see a shadow. Doesn't it take six times as long for 3000 million?

That child from the Li family actually lost so much in one year? ? ?

"Yeah, so genes are very important. Look, you just figured it out by yourself. I didn't teach you much. You can single-handedly promote a project, and the profit is as high as 500 million. Let it be an ordinary person. In the family, this is the only amount of money earned in a lifetime.”

Yuan Zhuo said, as if he mentioned it casually, "Speaking of which, there was a hot search before, a second-line actor acted in a TV series, and the salary for one episode was only tens of thousands of dollars. Broker's commission, and tax."

Didn't Hao Bai come to stab his little bastard?

Then labor and management will insert it back with their own hands!

Even if Laozi's son is not really his own, he is not someone Hao Bai can bully!

so?

It turns out that an actor is only tens of thousands of dollars for an episode of a TV series?

Yuan Qiong was stunned, he still knew TV dramas, usually only thirty or forty episodes, right?In this way, isn't Hao Bai a TV series that only earns hundreds of thousands?

Then why did he say that his 500 million is too little?

For the first time, Yuan Qiong felt negative emotions toward Hao Bai.

He worked so hard for so long just for Hao Bai.

But Hao Bai worked hard for several months in filming, and only earned hundreds of thousands?

Why does he dislike me for making 500 million yuan too little? One year is actually just waiting for a year. Other things will naturally be handled by people from the company, and he can have more time to earn more money.

Why, Hao Bai didn't praise him?

Suddenly, a big hand fell on his head.

Yuan Qiong raised his head subconsciously.

Yuan Zhuo smiled softly, with a hint of pride in the gentleness.

"Well done, as expected of my son, this hot pot meal is a reward. Tell Dad what else you want to eat, and I'll send the freshest and best ones over."

Yuan Qiong's eyes suddenly became hot.

He quickly lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the fish fillet and stuffed it into his mouth.

A little cold, but still delicious.

After a few seconds, he grunted.

"It's too picky to let me eat hot pot because I did a good job!"

......

You little bastard.

Yuan Zhuo had a smile on his face, in his heart he wished to grab the little boy and hang him up and spank his buttocks.

How much labor and management have spent in coaxing you to teach you, and the money your own labor and capital earned for you, but I didn’t touch you for a dime. I bought this hot pot with the money I earned. It’s easy for you to treat me as self-made Woolen cloth?

She cursed in her heart, but Yuan Zhuo felt relieved when she saw that the little boy would talk back.

"Then what do you want to eat? Dad allows you to sign a contract successfully, just make one request."

Add sweet dates to the big stick, let Hao Bai come to the big stick.

As a father, he should be a good father.

Naturally, sweet dates should be given in full.

Yuan Qiong glanced at him, and suddenly a twist flashed across his face.

He quickly snatched away the food that Yuan Zhuo was looking for, and he was inexplicably proud, so he raised his head with his teeth bared.

"Then I want fried chicken, French fries and a hamburger, and I want you to make it yourself."

snort!

Smelly old man, it took 20 years to realize that he is good to me!

I have to make up for everything I haven’t eaten before!

"……it is good."

Yuan Zhuo slowly responded.

He was wrong.

Looking back, ask the assistant to popularize the knowledge about food, clothing, housing and transportation to the children.

At least the ingredients in his hot pot cost thousands of dollars, and this poor boy only knows how to eat fried chicken, French fries and hamburgers for rewards?

Your father and I really want to make it more expensive, it's a bit laborious!

Could it be that I'm going to buy top-quality wagyu beef to make beef burgers for you?

Wagyu will cry!