Strongest Guard

When a person really wanted to slap his own mouth, it proved that he really deserved a beating.    

    

Right now, Lee Nanfang felt that he deserved to be whipped. It would be best if he could use the soles of his shoes to thrash them, otherwise, he would not be spouted nonsense in the future.    

    

He looked at the shoes beneath his feet and changed his mind. His heart was already very uncomfortable. If he were to beat himself up again, wouldn't he be unable to live?    

    

He still had to do some big work to solve the employment problem for people like Lao Wang. If he was really going to die, what would he do about Lao Wang and the others?    

    

This person couldn't just live for himself.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who finally managed to convince him, decided to change the way he was punished, such as not eating meat for three days, and so on. Why did he have to punish himself?    

    

He didn't say anything to Min Rou, did he? It was just that he had deeply provoked Yue Zitong, causing her to go crazy and almost injure the pitiful Little Rou'er.    

    

The responsibility was all on Yue Zitong. Why did she punish Mr. Lee?    

    

Thinking about it this way, Lee Nanfang felt even better. At most, he was regretful that he should not have provoked Yue Zitong.    

    

It didn't seem like a man's style to call her a slut and mock and insult her.    

    

If it was a man, then he should have come to her door. Without saying anything further, he should have given her thirty-two slaps and then talked about who was causing trouble for Nanfang Group.    

    

That's a woman's patent, since when did Lee Nanfang become a woman?    

    

This was a weakness that had to be corrected.    

    

However, there was one thing that needed to be taken seriously, and that was that the two groups of people who came to cause trouble were probably not instigated by Yue Zitong. There was someone else behind the scenes, and that was to sow discord between them and allow the two bitches to bite the fur of their dogs.    

    

Lee Nanfang was able to think this way because Yue Zitong bluntly said that she was the one who hired people to cause trouble.    

    

If she denied it all and swore the oath, Lee Nanfang would definitely believe that it was her.    

    

This matter was eighty percent unrelated to her, just like how she thought she was a little slut. If she continued to pester him like with dog skin ointment in the future, he would have to marry her and she would have to sleep with at least two hundred other men. Making him into the Green Hat King was just bullsh * t in a fit of anger, so she didn't have to worry about it.    

    

A smart person would always know how to use their reverse thinking.    

    

The smart Lee Nanfang started to wonder who the real culprit was.    

    

It would be hard to find that person in a short period of time. Plus, it wasn't a big deal, Lee Nanfang didn't want to waste all his energy on this. At the moment, he had to focus on the company's development.    

    

The black silk technology had been successfully developed and could be mass-produced very quickly.    

    

At the moment, the production of new products, the supply of raw materials and other issues are not the issue, the key is sales.    

    

He did not want to be like Yue Zitong, investing a huge sum of money to develop new products and leaving them in the warehouse for half a year. If he did not have the Mexico to go there, it should be considered a cheap deal.    

    

No new product worry, how to sell after having, even more worry.    

    

He was counting on Mr. Lee, who had a brain full of brain, to think about business operations like this. Even if he was going to tire himself to death, he couldn't think of any f * cking ideas, he still had to listen to the opinions of many employees.    

    

Sitting in the spacious and bright meeting room that still had a faint smell of methanol, the high-spirited Director Li was sitting in the middle. On the left was Lao Wang, Chen Dalee, and the others, and on the right was Director Wu.    

    

"Chief Li, should we discuss how to take revenge on Kaihuang Group during a meeting? If you ask me, this is not a small matter. Just leave it to me, I'll make sure you'll be satisfied! "    

    

However, Chen Dalee's words made Lee Nanfang, who thought highly of himself, feel lost and depressed. Damn, this was the humerus that I relied on as my official. How could he be like me when he only knew how to fight and kill?    

    

He was counting on the reckless hero Chen Dalee, the security guard Lao Wang, or the bookworm Worker Zhou, to know how to repair machines?    

    

Talent, I want to be proficient in the management of the enterprise, do market research outbound talent!    

    

With a cry of despair in his heart, Lee Nanfang stared at Jack and said, "Jack, you are no longer a commoner, but the Chief of Security of the Davy Group. Please bear in mind your glorious position and do not ever call for help again."    

    

"Can shouting, shouting and killing solve the production problem? Can you solve the sales problem? "    

    

After scolding Chen Dalee, Lee Nanfang went straight to the point, "The reason we invited everyone to a meeting today is to discuss with everyone how to sell our products."    

    

Everyone looked at each other, but no one said anything. Soon, they looked at Lee Nanfang with sincerity and trust.    

    

With Director Niu around, Worker Zhou and the others were only responsible for research and development. As for how to convert the products into real gold and silver, with Old Ox, who would still care about that?    

    

Now it was Boss Li's turn. If the big guys didn't look at him, then who?    

    

[What the heck! If I could understand all of this, would I need you to do me in?]    

    

Lee Nanfang really wanted to raise his hand and flip the table over. He shouted, "I'm not going to play anymore, I'm going to fall down!"    

    

This won't do. This is the first time in Director Li's life that he has done something important. If he doesn't know his place because of this small problem, then wouldn't he make this little bitch laugh?    

    

There was a saying that goes: Buddha strives for an incense stick, and people strived for one stick. Isn't it just selling things? It's not a big deal!    

    

Lee Nanfang lit up a cigarette and brewed the demeanor of a big boss before slowly opening his mouth, "Old man Yun, good wine is not afraid of deep alleys. The era is over. What we need now is the brand effect. "Ladies and gentlemen, what is the so-called brand effect?"    

    

Chen Dalee raised his hand first and answered enthusiastically: "It's like when you mention Jindi Club, everyone knows what it is!"    

    

Your sister, what kind of large analogy is bad, yet you have to use Jindi Club!    

    

Lee Nanfang cursed in his heart. On the surface, he nodded his head in approval, "Director of Division Chen is right. The so-called brand effect is well-known. The stockings we produce, we need not only a popular name, but also a platform for all the world's propaganda, which is advertising. "    

    

When the ox is in, the registered trademark of the product is Sgore.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang felt that this name was very special. It would be better to call it silly bird's stockings instead. Stupid bird's stockings. Stupid to the point of being sour —    

    

This name had to be changed. It was best if the name came from Tran's mouth, with the traditional colors of China. There was no need to use such a crappy name like Jacquone or Fornum to make people feel disgusted.    

    

With everyone's intelligence, it should be difficult to come up with an awesome name for the product, but what if a blind cat meets a dead mouse?    

    

Immediately, everyone started thinking, what brilliant strategy, ah, ah, Meng Niu, Chen Dalee, this retard, even said he wanted Sanlu.    

    

Holy shit, you look like a three-deer!    

    

Lee Nanfang felt dizzy listening to that. He waved his hand, signaling everyone to shut up for now. He should think about it himself. If it really wasn't possible, he should ask that little bitch.    

    

Suddenly, Lee Nanfang thought of Yue Zitong.    

    

They had argued, scolded, and even almost lost their lives just now, but what's wrong with that? It would be more lively if they were to fight. Anyway, she said that she wouldn't marry anyone if I didn't marry her, so wouldn't it be a little shameful if I asked her to think of a better name?    

    

After making up his mind, Lee Nanfang stood up and walked towards the door: "Wait a moment, I'll make a call first."    

    

Since he had already called once, Lee Nanfang no longer hid himself and directly called Yue Zitong's cell phone.    

    

Min Rou couldn't bear to leave Yue Zitong, it had nothing to do with the salary. The key was the deep love between sisters.    

    

Little Rou'er had already felt that something was wrong with Helan Xiaoxin and wanted to start a business at the company. She had warned Director Yue, but was not taken seriously. If she were to leave, who would keep an eye on Beijing's VIP?    

    

Yue Zitong, who played the love card, once again succeeded in holding Min Rou back. She repeatedly promised that in the future, they would share good fortune and suffering together. She would rather abandon her martial arts than touch Min Rou once more.    

    

The two siblings, who were at peace, were troubled by the news that was sent by Helan Xiaoxin. At that moment, Director Yue's phone rang. Scumbag Lee's name was jumping around happily on it.    

    

Min Rou's eyebrows creased nervously. It turned out that he had gotten a new card.    

    

"He called me."    

    

Director Yue said calmly.    

    

Min Rou nodded, indicating that she had seen it.    

    

Director Yue asked again: "Should I pick it up, or not?"    

    

Min Rou nodded, indicating that you should handle it yourself.    

    

"Nodding, he just agreed to let me accept."    

    

Director Yue's white index finger swiped across the screen and clicked on the hands-free. He smiled and asked: "Darling, what can I do for you?"    

    

Min Rou lowered her head and sighed inwardly.    

    

"Yue Zitong, I have something that I need your help with."    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed. "Can't we talk properly?"    

    

The smile on Yue Zitong's face faded as she said coldly, "If you have something to say, then say it."    

    

This is the Director Yue (Yue Zitong), Min Rou and Lee Nanfang that I am familiar with.    

    

Lee Nanfang explained the purpose of his call with a few words.    

    

Yue Zitong laughed. "Yo, the dignified Big Boss Li. You want to give your product a name and ask me too? I'm really flattered."    

    

"If you want to be frightened, you'll have plenty of chances in the future."    

    

Jack said loudly, "If you want to help, then help. If you can't, then help me."    

    

"I'm scared, but I can't do it. You know I'm stupid."    

    

"Do whatever you want. As long as it's you who did it, I'll use it."    

    

"Yo, I'm flattered again. Boss Lee is praising me."    

    

Yue Zitong drew circles on the table with her finger and smiled, "Then I'll be making a fool of myself. "In my opinion, let's call it Nanfang. Nanfang's stockings are just too obvious. It suits your company's name too."    

    

"I know why you named your stockings after me. It's just disgusting. If I see a woman in black silk, I'll think of my name and put it on her leg … Okay, let's call it Nanfang's stockings!"    

    

Lee Nanfang's IQ really revealed Yue Zitong's evil intentions with a single sentence.    

    

But he didn't care. His name was always worn by tens of thousands of women on his legs, accompanying those pair of tender and tender thighs. Wasn't it romantic just thinking about it?    

    

Was it really that name?    

    

Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment before Lee Nanfang spoke again, "Ha, I have to thank you. Not only did you give me a name for the product, but you also gave me an idea and gave me the advertisement passage."    

    

"What advertisement passage?"    

    

Yue Zitong asked subconsciously.    

    

"Nanfang's stockings, I'm so homesick."    

    

Lee Nanfang's voice was filled with obvious evil: "Can you give me this advertisement passage? And inspired by your long evil legs, ha, ha. "