Trafford’s Trading Club

That morning, Song Ying returned to work in the Song Dynasty as usual. On the one hand, it was because Mr. Song had already given instructions to return to the country, and she needed to arrange things within the group in a short period of time. This was a heavy workload.

On the other hand, the news of Song Ying's attack had somewhat spread, and she had been stranded in the hospital for a while earlier, so she had not appeared in the sight of Song Dynasty Group employees for a long time, so she had to come back reasons.

Of course, after experiencing these things, Song Ying now travels with more rules than before, and Mr. Song also appointed Song Da for personal protection. There is also a small team selected from the village, which has been hiding in the dark.

The best way to break a rumor is the rumor itself. From the moment Song Ying appeared in the group in high spirits, those claims that Miss Song Ying was seriously injured and her life was in danger were directly unfair.

…

"Can't find anyone?"

In the office, Song Ying frowned and looked at her secretary Su Mei. She was reporting to Song Ying about something that an employee in the finance department couldn't find.

"There is a leave request form on the table. But I asked the department supervisor, and the supervisor said that he had not asked for leave." Su Mei said quickly: "In addition, we checked some of the accountant's computers and found that all the information in them was It’s all been formatted.”

"What did the Ministry of Internal Affairs say?" Song Ying kept tapping her fingers on the desk.

"I'm afraid he took the money and absconded." Su Mei said sternly: "Because all the money that was going to be sent to the bank for deposit that day has disappeared."

Song Ying snorted coldly, and Su Mei was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak.

The accountant suddenly disappeared, and the hotel's sales for the day were stolen... These things all happened after Su Mei asked Accountant You to provide the account books on Chinatown's expenditures in recent years.

"It seems that we can only ask the president of the Chamber of Commerce. The Chamber of Commerce should have backup." Song Ying shook her head.

Su Mei said quickly: "Then I will immediately inform President Bai of the Chamber of Commerce and let him prepare."

Song Ying bit her lip lightly at this time and suddenly said: "No, after the impromptu meeting is over, prepare the car and I will go directly there. You'd better not tell anyone."

Su Mei nodded... It seems that Miss Song Ying is planning to pay a surprise visit... Indeed, if something really goes wrong, only this kind of sudden visit can find out some clues.

"Miss, you haven't had breakfast yet? I'll have someone prepare it for you." Su Mei then continued: "There is still some time before the meeting, and there is still a day of work today. I'm afraid I can't survive without eating something. "

Song Ying did go out early today. It was only early in the morning when she went out... She was actually the first person to wake up in the Song family almost every day.

"Hmm... Okay, let's get some food." Song Ying nodded.

Su Mei asked: "Can eggs Benedict be paired with black coffee?"

This is a breakfast that Song Ying often eats. As a secretary, Su Mei has already kept it in mind.

Unexpectedly, Song Ying suddenly said: "I don't want to eat this today... let's have some porridge. If you want to eat something lighter today, just white porridge. Su Mei, the white porridge you made last time was quite good, it's still that kind of porridge." Okay. What, is there any problem?"

Su Mei was stunned for a moment, and then under Song Ying's doubtful gaze, she quickly said: "Okay, I'll get ready right away."

Su Mei left the office quickly. When she closed the door, she saw Song Ying had lowered her head and started looking at the documents piled on the desk.

"It's tragic. I was so sleepy at that time that I can't remember the steps... But if it's just plain porridge, the recipes are pretty much the same... There should be no problem." Su Mei walked towards the kitchen absentmindedly.

…

Not long after Su Mei left, a senior manager from the Song Dynasty Hotel knocked on the door and walked in.

It's not that there's anything important, it's just a request from environmentalists and a plan.

"Miss Sakura, the initiator of this plan is Mr. Quadick. As you know, this Mr. Quadick is a noble ancestor and has many friends with powerful people. He is an environmentalist, so we need to give him some face."

"A joint letter calling for the rectification of all substandard factories with serious pollutant emissions?" Song Ying flipped through a few pages, then threw them aside without interest, "You can do what you want, since we don't have much in the heavy industry anyway. But These environmentalists are really troublesome, so if you see what else they need, just give them some as appropriate and treat it as a pass... maybe it will be useful in the future. Well... the banner of 'Green Guardian' has been raised. Out? I’m so busy..."

Song Ying shook her head and didn't care much. The senior management received the authorization and left the office directly.

At this moment, Song Da and Song Ying were the only ones left in the office. Song Da was sitting on the sofa, upright, closing his eyes, and seemed to be doing exercises such as breathing.

Song Ying was actually not very used to having someone next to her who couldn't help her when she was working. But her grandfather Song Tianyou had already spoken, and Song Da had to wait outside even if he wanted to go to the toilet.

At this time, Song Ying received an international long-distance call.

A woman's voice.

Only then did Song Ying remember that she had asked one of her assistants to rush to China in advance... But she had experienced so many things in the past half month that she almost forgot about it.

"Oh...how did things go?" Song Ying asked casually.

"Miss Sakura, I have successfully infiltrated this editorial agency. I am using the identity of a foreign graduate and have completed the entry procedures. I can officially start work tomorrow."

"Very good." Song Ying nodded.

"I will find an opportunity to get close to the target person tomorrow. Don't worry, Miss Ying. I will definitely expose this liar's true face."

"Well, actually..."

Song Ying opened her mouth. Earlier, she had someone quietly go to China. She actually planned to start from where Luo Qiu lived, investigate this guy inside and out, and also evaluate his character. .

It's just that there is no longer any doubt about whether Luo Qiu is really a member of the Song family...Song Ying suddenly doesn't know how to revoke this order.

"Miss Sakura, what is it?"

Song Ying glanced at Song Da quietly, then cleared her throat and said: "It's nothing, you did a good job, just continue to follow the original plan. If you have any needs or news, please contact me again!"

"OK."

Song Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief... After all, that guy had saved herself and Gan Hong, and it seemed that he really didn't have any intentions...

"Asshole, he says some weird and incomprehensible things all day long..."

At this time, the office door knocked again, and secretary Su Mei had already walked in with a bowl of white porridge, and also asked the chef to make some fresh Chinese fried dough sticks.

Song Ying, who had been busy since early in the morning, was already hungry and started eating immediately. However, after taking two mouthfuls of the white porridge, she suddenly stopped and looked up at Su Mei in confusion, "This taste seems a little different. ?”

"Ah? It's impossible? I'm just following..." Su Mei was startled and subconsciously covered her lips.

"Follow what?"

"No...it's nothing. What I said was to follow the steps." Su Mei quickly explained.

"Su Mei, are you hiding something from me?" Song Ying's expression suddenly became cold.

Su Mei was shocked, and now she had to tell the truth: "I'm sorry, Miss Ying. The white porridge that morning was not made by me. In fact... it was made by Master Luo Qiu himself. He was afraid that you wouldn't be able to eat it, and he was worried that you wouldn't be able to boil it. You'll be starving after a night, so you asked me to bring it to you...I didn't mean to lie to you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"This damn guy..."

…

…

This was the third time Luo Qiu came to China Street. When he passed the fruit shop where he asked for something the first time, the clerk who was playing with his cell phone actually recognized him. The most important thing was that he recognized Song Haoran.

"Persimmons! I bought some persimmons this time. Do you still want to buy them this time?"

Even Song Haoran and Luo Qiu still remembered that time when they planned to buy something. Song Haoran seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, so he walked into the store and when he came out, he was already holding a paper bag of persimmons in his hands.

When it was time to pay, the clerk discovered that Bai Shuitang, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, was standing next to him, and he quickly said that there was no charge for this bag of persimmons.

Song Haoran really didn't give any more, and took advantage of this little advantage without any pressure. He seemed to be unable to see the fearful expression on the clerk's face when he saw Bai Shuitang. Instead, he laughed and said: "President Bai, it seems that I have taken advantage of you. In China Street, you are really proud of me." Very useful."

There was something else in these words, which Baishuitang could understand completely. He thought that Song Haoran would go directly to the destination, but he didn't expect that after arriving at Chinatown, Song Haoran started shopping leisurely.

Song Haoran took a persimmon out of the bag, peeled it open and started to nibble on it. He also stuffed one into Luo Qiu's hand, "It's quite sweet, try it."

"It's true." Luo Qiu became rude.

At this time, Baishuitang walked up to Song Haoran and whispered: "Young Master, I think it's almost done. As time goes by, I'm afraid they will find you. If they run away, if you want to find these people next time, Difficult."

Song Haoran nodded, "That's right... where is the place you just mentioned?"

Baishuitang said now: "It's in a restaurant not far from the back street. They have been watching a house for a long time... the name of the restaurant is Tianxiang House."

Song Haoran nodded, then turned back and said, "Did you hear that? Tianxiang Tower, you have to deal with the people."

Oni, who was following behind Song Haoran, laughed ferociously and said directly: "Okay, I'll go right away!"

With that said, Oni walked into the crowd and took out his phone. He didn't know what he was talking about... Baishuitang wanted to hear it, but he had already walked away.

Song Haoran put his arm on Luo Qiu's shoulder and said with a playful smile: "They're just a few trash fish, let's just wait for the good news... President Bai, don't you think so?"

"Of course!" Baishuitang smiled, "I was too nervous, thinking that you were going to take action personally... Haha. In fact, that's fine, let's just sit back and wait for the good news... Or, let's go to the teahouse in front to drink. Drinking tea? At this point, wouldn’t it be nice to be able to listen to some music?”

Song Haoran said: "I don't like to listen to big dramas... President Bai, is that place still open?"

"Where?" Baishuitang didn't respond for a while.

Song Haoran squinted his eyes and smiled: "The Red Mansion... I didn't bring my Luo Qiu out specially today, I just wanted to take him to the Red Mansion to have fun. The matter of arresting people is just incidental."

Before Baishuitang answered, Luo Qiu asked curiously: "Where is the Red Mansion?"

Song Haoran said with a sly look: "If we use the ancient words, it is a brothel ~ Isn't it very exciting?"

Luo Qiu was stunned. Of course he knew the meaning of a brothel... but he had never been to such a place.

"What, you don't like it?"

"Not really, let's go." Luo Qiu thought for a moment and then agreed.

It was Song Haoran's turn to be surprised and said in disbelief: "It's strange, I thought you would just skip the topic and pretend that you didn't hear anything. I didn't expect you actually agreed. This is beyond my expectation... You... Guys don’t follow the routine?”

Luo Qiu said casually: "I thought I might be able to see lotus flowers in the mud... If I think about it this way, there is no reason to refuse."

"Really..." Song Haoran thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Being clean from the mud, is this the type you like? But it's easy to find someone who looks pure, but it's more difficult to find someone who is pure in heart... Just follow fate in everything you do. President Bai, why don't you lead the way? My nephew is treated like a treasure by my father, so don't let him down. Otherwise, you will be miserable!"

"Young Master, Young Master Qiu, please come with me. I'll have someone get ready right away!" Bai Shuitang pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his face with a flattering look on his face.

Then, he made a phone call and said sternly: "Hey, it's me. Go to the red building immediately and prepare it for me. Tell me that I have a distinguished guest who wants to play inside, and let mom bring out all the best treasures!" Remember, you are the most important guest and cannot be neglected!"

It didn't take long for the call to go down. Baishuitang said with a smile on his face: "Young Master, I have already sent people to prepare... How about we go there now?"

"There's no rush." ​​Song Haoran suddenly shook his head again at this moment, "I'm here anyway. I'll go to the Chamber of Commerce building first to add some incense and ask for God's blessings!"

"That's right." Baishuitang continued to agree.

…

But what surprised Song Haoran was that they met Song Ying in front of the Chamber of Commerce Dakou they had just arrived. Song Ying came on the group's bus this time, and the people who got off the bus were Song Da and Su Mei, and then The team responsible for protecting Song Ying today followed closely.

"Uncle, there's more..." Song Ying pursed her lips and ignored the words after 'and', "Why are you here?"

Song Haoran turned his eyes and said: "Luo Qiu said he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach and wanted to grab some Chinese medicine or something, so I accompanied him here... What about you? Do you have anything to do with President Bai?"

Song Ying quietly glanced at Luo Qiu who was slowly walking behind him, but when she met Luo Qiu's eyes, she quickly turned to Bai Shuitang: "Second uncle, I have something I want to talk to you about. You know something, do you have time?"

"This..." Baishuitang looked at Song Haoran with some embarrassment.

Song Haoran shrugged and said: "President Bai, business matters are important. Xiaoying's meeting with you is business, so you should do it for her first."

"Then...Okay." Baishuitang simply nodded, "Xiaoying, come with me, go to my office first."

Song Ying nodded. At this moment, Luo Qiu happened to arrive. When he saw Song Ying, he greeted her directly: "Song Ying, you are here too."

Song Ying glared at Luo Qiu angrily and saw that he was still holding a persimmon in his hand, "You still eat persimmons when you have a stomachache, you deserve the pain!"

Luo Qiu: "??"

Song Ying hummed for a lifetime, then followed Baishuitang directly into it.

Luo Qiu looked at Song Haoran at this moment, "Do you feel sick in your stomach?"

"She has a stomachache today." Song Haoran said with a serious face, "She's in a bad mood."

But it’s me who eats the persimmons... What does it have to do with my aunt? ?