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C1184 Welcome Home Boss(part Ii)



C1184 Welcome Home Boss(part Ii)

In order to welcome the boss, who had died outside for more than half a year, home and continue leading a happy and small life, Dung Shixiong and the others had put in a lot of effort.    

    

They also knew that their boss wouldn't care about welcoming them respectfully, but whatever their boss thought about them was his business. It was Lao Dong and the others' business to let their boss know how much they loved him.    

    

Originally, Dung Shixiong meant to contact a certain wedding company and hire 30 luxury cars to welcome the boss. That would definitely be rather honorable.    

    

However, Wang Defa gave a different opinion.    

    

Using luxury cars to respectfully welcome the boss's return was a great honor, but it was also a bad street without any new ideas.    

    

Isn't it all just a matter of who gets married now?    

    

No novelty, really no novelty.    

    

What is new?    

    

A taxi.    

    

Lao Wang was able to convince the public after talking non-stop for half an hour from the point of view of the taxi being more eye-catching.    

    

Now that the problem of welcoming the boss and his convoy had been resolved, it was time to welcome the number of people with respect.    

    

It was easy to find the number of people. Nanfang Group was now a large company with more than 300 employees.    

    

Although due to the product problem, the staff group appeared to be in high spirits, but it was not a problem to gather 100 men.    

    

Everyone who came to greet the boss would be given a black suit worth thousands of yuan, and a pair of sunglasses worth hundreds of yuan. After this decision was announced, the female employees of Nanfang Group complained about my parents in their hearts.    

    

After solving these two problems, the only way left was to welcome the boss home.    

    

What should he do to create the greatest sensation?    

    

Firecrackers!    

    

Lao Wang, who nearly blinded his left eye with the firecrackers when he was seven years old, still had a soft spot for firecrackers.    

    

In fact, in the hearts of the Chinese people, firecrackers still held an unshakable position.    

    

When the firecrackers rang out, there was no need to ask any further. The passersby could tell that this was either a joyous event or a funeral.    

    

Using over a hundred sets of firecrackers to respectfully welcome the return of the boss was indeed an atmosphere.    

    

However, the key point was that firecrackers were prohibited.    

    

Not only will it pollute the environment, but it will also be fined by the EPA.    

    

"But what is it?"    

    

Big Lao Wang's misgivings were dismissive: "Isn't it just the EPA that would fine you for setting off firecrackers? Does our company not have any money? Even if I don't have any money, I, Lao Wang, can just take it out of my pocket, okay? Would a hundred thousand be enough? Not enough? What about the two hundred thousand, and the three hundred thousand? "    

    

"As for the fact that the police will be held accountable for our crimes of disorderly conduct, that's easy to do."    

    

As Lao Wang said this, he looked at Chen Dalee with a sinister smile that said "you understand".    

    

Brother Dalee was a regular customer of the police department in the past, so he was quite familiar with the police's methods of punishing those who disturbed the peace.    

    

Brother Dalee was the most suitable person to deal with the police.    

    

Wasn't it just going in to rest for a few days?    

    

As long as we get a fine, we might be able to get it out by the same night.    

    

However, when Lao Wang glanced at Brother Dalee, he immediately thought of something. Without waiting for him to react, he looked at Gouzi.    

    

Gouzi was the number one ranked general under Brother Dalee's command, whether it was when he was messing around on the streets or after coming to the Nanfang Group.    

    

Because of a special reason, the eldest was not allowed to personally negotiate with the police. Therefore, this important task should naturally be left to Dogman to accomplish.    

    

Dogman readily agreed, saying that he had not been in a detention cell for a long time, which resulted in him waking up in the middle of the night with tears all over his pillow …    

    

Wu Yujie volunteered to be her aunt, the real aunt, in order to avoid being the first to turn herself in and not be dealt with by the police.    

    

His aunt's cousin worked as a minor official in Qingshan's northern police station.    

    

Through his cousin's relationship, he could see the head of the northern branch and have a "spiritual" conversation with him.    

    

But like Lao Wang said, the police are much darker than the EPA.    

    

Not only did they ask for three hundred thousand dollars in office expenses, they also asked for two police cars.    

    

When the news came back, Jack exclaimed how dark these people were.    

    

Lao Wang, on the other hand, displayed the demeanor of a great general. He waved his hand and said that if he spent a few hundred thousand more, he would buy two police cars, right?    

    

This little money, and let the boss feel that we love his sincere heart, what is so important?    

    

Thinking of his own generous and stubborn words and how all the votes had finally passed, Lao Wang couldn't help but feel proud of himself. He couldn't help but say: "Boss, this little bit of money really isn't anything. I'll let you return safely …"    

    

At this point, Wang Defa suddenly realized Boss Lee, who was sitting in the car all along, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.    

    

It could have been the smoke from the firecrackers.    

    

But no matter what, the boss didn't seem happy.    

    

Lao Wang's observation skills could be said to be first class. When he noticed that something was wrong, he immediately shrunk his neck and retreated behind Dung Shixiong.    

    

If it wasn't for the fact that there were so many people, and if it wasn't out of respect for Lee Nanfang as his trusted aide, Lee Nanfang would have definitely grabbed Lao Wang by the neck and shouted while shaking him, "This little money is nothing. Laozi admits that this amount of money compared to Laozi's trillions of dollars is like a drizzle sprinkling water. But no matter how rich I am, does this money come from the sky? "    

    

"Ahem, Boss, are you alright?"    

    

Seeing that Lee Nanfang showed signs of going on a rampage, Dung Shixiong could only force himself to keep up the front with a smile.    

    

"It's fine, I just choked on the smoke just now."    

    

Dung Shixiong was now Lee Nanfang's number one right-hand man and an indispensable figure. He was also his sworn sister's husband, so Boss Lee naturally had to give him face. After a cough, he glared fiercely at Lao Wang, indicating that this matter was over.    

    

Lee Nanfang forgave Lao Wang in a magnanimous manner, but on this fellow's old face, for some reason, he didn't show the slightest hint of happiness. Instead, he lowered his head even more?    

    

After thinking for a while, Lee Nanfang understood. He let out a long sigh: "Ah, Lao Dong, what surprises do you guys have that you haven't brought out?"    

    

Dung Shixiong smiled awkwardly but didn't say anything.    

    

Without him saying anything, Lee Nanfang already knew what the surprise meal would be.    

    

Dozens of cars, each with a certain radio station and press conference car painted on them, swarmed over like a swarm of bees.    

    

Some of them are retrograde, not caring about being photographed or fined at all.    

    

Everyone only cared if they could get the best spot and get the first-hand information.    

    

All of a sudden, the sound of the doors opening and closing was heard.    

    

Many reporters were crossing the fence while carrying their interview equipment and surrounded Lee Nanfang's car with a "hu" sound.    

    

With so many interviews in the media, since the reporters were able to arrive at the EPA only after the police had left, Dung Shixiong and co. must have purposely arranged this to happen.    

    

From these excited reporters, Lee Nanfang was sure that his wallet had shrunk even more.    

    

"Actually, Lao Wang is right. This amount of money is nothing. As long as everyone is happy, it's fine." Anyway, I've already spent my money, so I won't be able to get it back. "    

    

After comforting himself in his heart, Lee Nanfang raised his hand to rub his cheeks and made a warm and cordial smile towards the mirror. Then, Chen Dalee walked out of the car while his left hand was holding the door.    

    

"Mr. Lee, I'm Red Bean from Red Bean Video." I'd like to ask you a question — who's touching my ass? "    

    

When Little Red Bean asked this question, Lee Nanfang was stunned: "How do I know who's touching your butt?"    

    

However, she quickly understood that just as Little Red Bean was about to ask a question, an experienced hand who tried to take advantage of the situation to take advantage of the situation and touch her buttocks.    

    

The matter of Little Red Bean's butt being touched did not arouse the interest of the reporters present.    

    

All of them locked their eyes onto Lee Nanfang.    

    

He was secretly delighted in his heart.    

    

Hugh said that the Nanfang Group had not given them any big red packets. Even if he asked them to give him a big red packet, as long as he could get an interview with Jack, it wasn't out of the question.    

    

Who is Lee Nanfang?    

    

Chinese?    

    

The founder of Qingshan Nanfang Group?    

    

Those idiotic bosses who gave them red packets?    

    

Yes.    

    

These are all.    

    

None of them mattered.    

    

The important thing was that he was the first person in modern Chinese history to talk to a reporter in public and boast that he treated some young miss of a wealthy family as a lover.    

    

The blue sky video journalist Lil 'White interviewed Lee Nanfang about that video. Once it was spread online, whose search index was Lee Nanfang? In an instant, he was so popular that he suppressed South Korea that a female star jumped off a building and committed suicide. A male star liked his mother-in-law, a Chinese movie star had mysteriously disappeared for several days.    

    

The female star committed suicide. The male star loved his mother-in-law and so on. How could Lee Nanfang dare to "announce" that he wanted to recruit a certain Young Miss as his mistress, making the men's hearts hurt and the women angry?    

    

Celebrity.    

    

Absolute celebrity.    

    

Now that they had finally seen the celebrity himself, could these reporters not rush to his side like they were snatching a father, raising the microphone high and opening their mouths like they were firing a machine gun, asking the questions they wanted to know the most?    

    

There were so many people, so many mouths, and the questions they asked were actually just three things.    

    

Firstly, when Lee Nanfang announced that he was taking in a certain young lady, he did not consider the feelings of a global woman.    

    

Second, what kind of reaction did that young miss have after finding out?    

    

Third, would he have more lovers in the future?    

    

Fourth — well, add one short, isn't he afraid of being beaten up by a global feminist and swearing to tear him apart to punish him for his impudence?    

    

Wait, wait.    

    

It was a messy scene, a messy question, and saliva was flying everywhere. It was mixed with the screams of a female reporter who had her butt touched multiple times.    

    

After seeing such an abnormal scene, Dung Shixiong and the others who were pushed to the side looked at each other and realized that something was wrong.    

    

When they invited the reporters to interview Boss Lee, they made it clear: "All the questions can only revolve around how Boss Lee fought against the infamous armed traffickers in the British Island and ultimately got rid of the harm of the people."    

    

However, none of these reporters who were full of promises asked these questions. They were all asking questions about Boss Lee's personal feelings.    

    

F * ck you, aren't we spending our boss's money to shame him?    

    

It was fortunate that Lee Nanfang had once been interviewed, so he was able to maintain his facial expression in his smiling mode when the reporters bombarded him with gossip bombs. He repeatedly said that he had no comment.    

    

The idiom "no comment" was the most gentle and considerate way to refuse a reporter when he didn't want to answer their questions.    

    

Thank the person who invented the idiom.    

    

Dung Shixiong and the others thanked him in their hearts and ordered their over a hundred brothers to f * cking scram over and pull away these reporters who took money but were unconscious.    

    

Although there were a lot of reporters, Nanfang's group had more employees.    

    

There were more than a hundred men in black suits and big sunglasses younger brother, they weren't just statues standing here.    

    

With Chen Dalee's order, they all surrounded him.    

    


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