Stir-fried Ms. Wang starts from Huanghe Road

As soon as Ms. Wang walked out of the No. 27 office building, she was stalked by someone.

"Miss Wang, what’s going on with Mr. Bao?"

Ms. Wang didn't know that she had no news about Mr. Bao after Mr. Bao disappeared from the hospital.

The phone couldn't be reached; the call machine called him, but he didn't reply.

If nothing happens to Mr. Bao, now she should communicate with Mr. Bao and Mr. Bao. Fan Xinhua sat together to discuss foreign trade export matters.

If there was no car accident, he could even sign a contract and receive bonuses for the New Year.

Annoyed, Ms. Wang said angrily:"You keep asking, it's your Sanyang. Do you care about Mr. Bao?

The other person said:"Concerned, I pray to Bodhisattva every day that Bao will always get well soon." Now I can't wait to use myself to replace Mr. Bao. It hurts Mr. Bao and hurts my heart."

"If Mr. Bao has any physical problems, you tell me and I will exchange mine for him.

Miss Wang:"You said so.""

"I swear."He said it so righteously, as if it were true.

Miss Wang:"If Mr. Bao's eye is broken, would you dig out one of his eyes and replace it with him?"

The expression on Fan Xinhua's face was subtle, and he vowed not to stop.

This tested the dirty nature of human nature.

The other party hesitated, pinched his index finger with his thumb, and said:"Miss Wang, we are talking about such a small business, and we have to dig out an eyeball. Son, go out, here……"

Miss Wang said very firmly:"I can do it, do you dare?"

Her friendship with Mr. Bao is truer and deeper than anyone else's.

This person was scared away by the sonorous and powerful Ms. Wang.

"Didi didi……"

Miss Wang's call machine rang.

When she picked it up and saw the content, she jumped up and down and was so excited that she didn't even eat dinner.

……

"Mr. Bao?"

Miss Wang knocked on the door but no one opened the door.

She heard a thumping sound and put her ear to the door to eavesdrop.

When she heard the sound approaching, she stood on tiptoes and listened carefully again. Unexpectedly, the door suddenly opened and she couldn't stand still. Pour directly in

"Hey hey hey……"

"Ouch!"

The first sound came from Miss Wang, who lay directly on Hu Bao.

The second sound came from Hu Bao, and the wounds on his body were painful from the pressure.

"Sorry."She knelt aside and pulled Hu Bao up."Are you okay?"

"Do you think I'm okay?"Hu Bao pressed his whole body on her and used her as a crutch.

Miss Wang is a native Shanghai woman and a woman of the new era. Perfume is absolutely indispensable in dressing up.

This perfume smells very good.

It was the first time for the two of them to rely on each other. Being so close, Miss Wang's cheeks felt hot.

"Your fireplace is burning too brightly."

She blamed the burning fire in the fireplace, but she didn't know that it wasn't the fireplace that was hot, but her fever.

"Support me to the sofa and sit down.

Miss Wang helped him sit down and said,"Be careful.""

"Where is the medicine? Let me bring it over for you to see if there is any bleeding."

Ms. Wang works vigorously, and she is about to go and get it.

This kind of activist likes Hu Bao very much. He has seen all kinds of women in the future world, and he still likes the self-reliant type of Miss Wang.

He will not say anything Where is the medicine? Watch her looking for it.

"That's what you said."

Miss Wang looked back at him and saw him leaning on the sofa, staring at her and smiling, neither speaking nor moving.

"It's scary when you look at me like that."She said it was scary, and her heart was beating fast.

"Come and talk about things, don't be in a hurry."Hu Bao waved to her.

Miss Wang passed over obediently.

"Have you found the murderer?"

Hu Bao nodded,"The murderer's matter is also simple. What matters now is not who the murderer is."

"You help me get to this place."Hu Bao gave her a piece of paper.

Miss Wang:"Textile factory? Are you no longer cooperating with Fan Xinhua?"

"Fan Xinhua can use it, but not very much. If we want to build our own brand, we need to find more suppliers."

"Just in case he gets full and kicks us away. Hu Bao gave a bag to Miss Wang,"Take this sample over and ask them to make more styles of samples.""

"If it's suitable, I want 400,000 pieces of goods. I will use all this batch of goods to export to Hong Kong or Lao America."

Miss Wang's watery eyes suddenly lit up,"You can do foreign trade with 400,000 goods?

Hu Bao:"Of course, it is my creed to increase your performance.""

In the early 1990s, there was a dual-track price system for foreign trade.

If you want to engage in foreign trade, you need multiple conditions. Such as relationships and quotas.

The country needs a lot of foreign exchange, so it established the General Administration of Foreign Trade.

People from the General Administration will contact factories that meet the conditions and companies that are qualified to do foreign trade. Together, they will then apply to the Export Bureau for a commodity export quota based on the quantity negotiated by both parties.

Ms. Wang is a salesperson for the Textile Department of the State Administration of Foreign Trade. If the contract is successful, she will receive a commission.

Ms. Wang smiled happily and said,"Thank you, I got the bonus." Treat you to a meal."

Hu Bao had a smile in his eyes. This Miss Wang is very delicate and cute.

"Since Miss Wang wants to thank me, why not help me take a bath. Miss Wang

's smile faltered, and she immediately picked up the bag to leave,"I am a foreign trade officer of the country, and you and I can only have a cooperative relationship. This is a red line, you know.""

She was tempted, but she insisted on the bottom line.

Seeing the girl's happy and angry look, Hu Bao smiled even more happily.

Seeing that Miss Wang was about to leave, Hu Bao reminded her,"Go there as soon as possible and try to sign the contract before the Chinese New Year."

"got it."

Looking at Miss Wang running away, Hu Bao thought to himself that you will be mine sooner or later.

While waiting for the elevator, Miss Wang patted her head.

In front of Mr. Bao, she almost couldn't control herself.

She can't do this again.

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