Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Really?"

Li Mengyuan's eyes lit up when she heard the young lady's words, and she bit down with an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" position, her mouth bulging, but her eyes showed surprise.

"...Woo...It's really good, you should put pepper when cooking potatoes..."

As soon as Li Mengyuan finished speaking, the young lady's eyes lit up. Looking at Li Mengyuan, she asked in surprise:

"...Mr. Li, do you also like to put pepper when making potatoes?"

Li Mengyuan was taken aback when she heard the words, then shook her head, her eyes flickered slightly, her face blushed, and she said softly:

"...I'm not good at cooking, but a friend of mine likes to add pepper when frying potatoes.

"...Friend? It can't be a boyfriend!"

"Wow, Mr. Li has a boyfriend!!!"

"... Woohoo, Mr. Li's boyfriend can cook!!!"

"...so happy~"

Hearing everyone's booing, Li Mengyuan's face became even more ruddy, and there was a touch of soul-stirring amorous feelings from the corners of her brows and eyes, which spread away inadvertently...

"...Go, don't make a fuss, is the work done? Do you want me to add more burdens to you? Hurry up and go to work for me!"

Li Mengyuan puffed out her chest and roared loudly. In an instant, the young ladies who were waiting to be fed scattered around her.

In the same place, Li Mengyuan held the red bean milk tea with brown sugar in one hand, and the Sansi burrito with a bite in the other, looked around, and walked towards the third floor with soft steps.

On the third floor, Xin Yao skillfully organized and sorted the documents at hand one by one, and sealed them with different file skins. Seeing Li Mengyuan walking in unsteadily, she quickly got up and said with concern:

"What's the matter, why are you walking shaky, did you drink last night?"

Hearing Xin Yao's words, Li Mengyuan's eyes slightly dodged, and she looked away subconsciously, her face was a little flushed, and her tone was still calm.

"...Ah... I drank a little less, I have a lot of stamina, and I'm a little dizzy..."

Saying that, with Xin Yao's strength, she came to the desk, held on to the armrest, and just wanted to jump up as usual, but she didn't expect her feet to go limp, and she knelt down on the ground.

Beside the desk, Xin Yao looked at Li Mengyuan who was kneeling in front of her, with an extremely speechless expression.

"...I said, if you can't drink, drink less. Look at you, how you look, and whether you can still deal with work, or you should take a day off today!"

Hearing Xin Yao's words, Li Mengyuan blushed and shook her head hastily.

"...no...it's okay...the leg twitched...unexpectedly...unexpectedly..."

As he said that, he smiled awkwardly, stood up while leaning on the seat, and climbed up honestly without any tricks.

"...the company has a lot of things to do recently, and people are inseparable. After this period of time, let's take a vacation... By the way..."

Speaking of this, Li Mengyuan seemed to have thought of something, looked up at Xin Yao, pretended to be calm and said:

"...Tomorrow morning, ask the company's legal counsel who has a Hong Kong and Macau passport. You take them on a business trip. I will send you the specifics by email. You can prepare."

Listening to Li Mengyuan's words, for some reason, Xin Yao always felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't find anything wrong.

After a moment of silence, his body suddenly shook, he nodded slowly, took a deep look at Li Mengyuan who was processing the documents with her head down, and replied softly:

"……I see……"

Got it?

Maybe I know it...

know what?

who knows...

Chapter 732

"...Mr. Qi, the anti-China voice has become more and more loud recently, and comrades have responded that the work is getting more and more difficult..."

"...It's normal to be difficult. The more difficult it is, the more we need to work hard to do it. When it is difficult, can it be difficult when you are poor and white?

Today, when the voice of anti-globalization is getting louder, our work is a bit more difficult, but we must overcome the difficulties!

If there are no difficulties, how can we reflect the importance of our work?dont you agree……"

In a low-key but dignified building, a man in his fifties walked forward with steady steps.

This person is thin and elegant, with gray temples, and his appearance is full of wind and frost. If he is a literati, his facial features are like chopping with knives and axes. His face is determined and strong. Self-conscious smile, gentle tone.

The two conflicting temperaments of fortitude and elegance blend and collide with each other in this person, giving rise to a unique charm.

The name of this person is Qi Songyue, a permanent member of the Federation for Friendship with Foreign Countries, the head of a national people's organization for non-governmental diplomacy, and the chief officer of the United Front Department...

He has countless titles, but his job is very simple. There is only one sentence to sum it up, that is to make friends!

Make new friends and never forget old friends...

He is good at making friends, has made friends all his life, and has made many friends.

Regardless of race, regardless of skin color, regardless of rich or poor, regardless of gender, age, every one of his friends is precisely willing to make friends with him.

As the old saying goes, rely on your parents at home and friends when you go out, Qi Songyue has practiced this saying to the extreme.

He can even travel all over the world to eat, drink and have fun with only the entertainment and support from his friends, without spending a penny.

"...Okay, one week later it will be the birthday of Mr. Wesson from Northern Ireland. In the afternoon, I will choose a gift. You can find someone to deliver it to Mr. Wesson for me, and wish him a happy birthday on my behalf.

Also, I have an important report meeting to be held soon, let..."

In the corridor not far from the office, Qi Songyue, who was talking about something, froze there as if the stop button had been pressed.

"...Qi...President Qi...what's wrong?"

Seeing this scene, the secretary at the side hurriedly stepped forward and came to Qi Songyue's side, watching him with concern, with unstoppable tension on his face.

"……together……"

"Shh!"

Qi Songyue raised his right hand, resisting the secretary's urge to continue to say something, and put his footsteps on the lightest, with one hand on his armpit, frowning, and quietly came to the door of his office.

"...Brother Xuebin, are you sure this is really the headquarters of the hidden front?"

"...very sure!