Urban Strengthening System

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As long as Ye Hong is willing, he can now assume the position of president and take charge of the Nomad Group at night, with no effort.

But when he thought of being the president of the group, he would have countless trivial matters to deal with, and he had a headache.

In the final analysis, Ye Hong is still a man afraid of trouble.

What's more, Yemao Group has now been brought to the formal stage of rapid development by Bifa. It is not a good thing to rashly change the leader.

So all the worries are handed over to Bifa. The big shareholder is counting the money behind him. Why not?

So Ye Hong just flashed the idea in his head, and shook his head to refuse.

His mouth slightly tickled, revealing a mysterious smile: "Compared to the president of a company, I think the staff of the finance department is more suitable for me."

Bifa glanced at Yehong doubtfully, but he couldn't guess what Yehong thought.

He could not help but sigh silently in his heart, the palace of Eun Gong was much deeper than when he first saw it.

If it was said that when he was in Anming County, Bifa could still speculate a bit of Yehong's idea, then today Yehong, like a hazy mist in Bifa's heart, did not give Bifa speculation opportunities at all.

He knew that since Ye Hong chose to stay in the finance department, he had his own plans.

And this kind of thing, if Ye Hong does not say, then he should not ask.

Ye Hong looked at the dim sky, thinking a little, and mentioned the night food with Bi Fa.

"advertising?"

Bi Fa froze for a moment. Of course he knew the relationship between Yehong and the night food in Anming County, but he did not expect that night food had already arrived in Bailu.

He did not dare to neglect and immediately promised: "The guy you said should be Sun Zhong, director of advertising?

The old man didn't expect that he was so old that he didn't change his heart!

You can rest assured that I will expel this old thing immediately! "

Ye Hong burst into tears in her heart, and waved her hand: "No more.

Thousand soldiers are easy to get, and one will be hard to find. I know that it is not easy for you to find such a director now.

You only need to tell him not to engage in those intestines and cooperate normally with our night food. "

Bi Pali immediately responded.

The matter of advertising was solved so easily with Ye Hong's energy.

Ye Hong and Bi Fa chatted a few more times, but suddenly asked, "Is Gong Yuliang married?"

Bi Fa stunned slightly, but did not expect Ye Hong to suddenly ask this strange question.

He blinked and recalled: "I remember he has a family, but his wife and children seem to be abroad."

Even his wife and children have been sent abroad?

Have you already made the mistakes and planned to escape?

What's more, Gong Yuliang, a married man, and Fang Qingqing messing up the relationship between men and women, which makes Ye Hong more suspicious of Gong Yuliang.

"Fang Qingqing? Is there any object?"

Bi Fa was stunned again, his heart instantly turned to countless thoughts.

Could it be that Eun Gong looked up and down?

Bi Fa was slightly bitter in his heart. After all, he had no family at all, but Qing Qing had some thoughts.

Ye Hong saw that Bi Fa didn't reply, he could not help turning his head, but saw Bi Fa's agonizing look.

Ye Hong immediately guessed what Bi Fa thought, and it was naturally a bitter smile.

"Don't think too much, I just ask casually."

Bi Fa relaxed slightly and replied: "I haven't heard that she has a boyfriend."

Ye Hong nodded, wondering if he could use Fang Qingqing as a breakthrough, and then investigate Gong Yuliang.

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