Foreigners say that a glass of milk every morning can strengthen a nation. But in China, a glass of milk every morning can cure kidney stones.
Su Qingwu doesn't drink milk, but she will definitely drink a cup of coffee every morning to refresh herself. But since she told Zheng Wuming that drinking too much coffee can lead to infertility, she actually felt that what she said made sense, so,
A cup of coffee every morning was replaced by a cup of pure soy milk - for this reason, she even bought a soy milk machine and put it in the secretary's place. And every morning, there would be a "bang bang bang" sound outside the president's office.
The sound of bean paste.
"Director Su, Zheng Wuming is here." The secretary put the newly made soy milk with sugar on Su Qingwu's desk and looked at Su Qingwu and said.
Su Qingwu told her that from now on she would just call Zheng Wuming by his first name, not Director Zheng, Young Master Zheng, etc. Therefore, the secretary just called Zheng Wuming by his first name when notifying her.
"What's he doing here again?" Su Qingwu asked with a frown.
"He didn't say anything." The secretary thought for a moment and said, "But there is someone with him, a foreign woman."
"Foreign woman?" Su Qingwu was stunned. "Did he change his taste?"
"-----" The secretary stood aside and didn't know how to answer the conversation. Change of taste? Where to start?
"Okay, let them in." Su Qingwu waved her hand and said.
After a while, Zheng Wuming walked in with a smile, and beside him, there was really a foreign woman. She was in her twenties, with long golden wavy hair, and her skin was delicate and very smooth, unlike other foreign women.
Skin with rough pores. More importantly - she was not standing behind Zheng Wuming, but beside him, which meant that this woman was not Zheng Wuming's follower.
Since he is not a follower, he is a friend. Why does his friend come to see him?
"What? Why did you bring a foreign girl to my place?" Su Qingwu said unceremoniously. "Didn't I tell you, I really hate you."
"Of course something happened." Zheng Wuming wasn't angry at Su Qingwu's directness, he just touched his nose and smiled bitterly.
He could no longer get used to Su Qingwu's attitude.
"No need to talk about cooperation." Su Qingwu silenced Zheng Wuming when she opened her mouth.
"It's indeed cooperation." Zheng Wuming smiled, pointed to the foreign woman beside him and explained. "But it's not me cooperating with you - I know you won't cooperate with me, so I don't want to ask for it.
It's boring, she wants to come to you for cooperation."
Knowing that Su Qingwu would definitely have questions, Zheng Wuming continued. "As you know, I am an investor and there are many investments abroad. This lady is my friend, so she asked me to help."
"Hello, Miss Su, my name is Morgane Betancourt, from France." Before Zheng Wuming could say anything, the woman walked to Su Qingwu's desk with a smile and extended her hand to introduce herself.
What surprised Su Qingwu was that this woman from France actually spoke fluent Chinese. Her pronunciation and mouth shape were quite standard, her words were correct and her accent was smooth, and there was no local accent at all.
"Hello." Su Qingwu also stood up. After all, others took the initiative to show their kindness, so she had to give face.
"Ms. Su, I am the general manager of L'Oréal Asia in France. The purpose of coming here is to talk to you about the clean skin cream produced by your pharmaceutical company."
"Huh? L'Oreal?" Su Qingwu suddenly realized. When she heard Morgana introduce herself to her family, she felt that her last name was very familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere. As soon as she said it, Su Qingwu suddenly remembered it.
.
L'Oreal-----No wonder it is so familiar.
Isn’t the current head of L’Oréal named Bettencourt?
"Yes." Morgana said with a smile. "I am here this time to talk to you about the purchase of cleansing skin cream."
Su Qingwu was stunned.
Acquisition? Aren’t you here to discuss cooperation?
Good guy, after all, it is the number one cosmetics company in the world, and one with deep pockets ----- I am not here to discuss cooperation, but directly want to acquire it.
"Sorry, I have no intention to sell." Su Qingwu said without thinking. "Besides, I can't decide either-----Although the pharmaceutical company is under the name of Huayuan Group, it is an independent company.
I can’t be in charge of the company.”
"I'm very sincere." Morgana didn't want to give up. Although Su Qingwu refused directly, she thought it was just that she hadn't been offered a price that she couldn't refuse.
"You can listen to our conditions first." Morgana said seriously.
"I'm sorry, I think I've made it clear." Su Qingwu refused again. "I have no intention of selling for the time being, and I can't make the decision."
"Then who can decide?"
"My husband."
"Your husband? Are you married?" Morgana first looked at Zheng Wuming with a surprised expression, and then smiled. "Okay, then I will talk to your husband."
"Ahem." Zheng Wuming felt a little embarrassed when Morgana looked at him. This woman knew that she was pursuing Su Qingwu, but now she heard Su Qingwu say that she was married and looked at him with this look---
--The meaning is self-evident.
"I'm afraid not." Su Qingwu shook her head, handed the newspaper in her hand to Morgana sitting opposite, and said, "He is in the mountains now."
"Deep in the mountains?" Morgana was stunned. She took the newspaper and looked at it. There happened to be a full page of news about the new virus, and the photo above happened to be Yan Murong.
After reading the newspaper carefully, Morgana looked at Su Qingwu in surprise. "Your husband is also a Chinese medicine doctor? That's amazing. I admire him very much and I really look forward to meeting him."
Su Qingwu curled her lips secretly - Foreign women are so big-hearted that they don't know how to be tactful when expressing their love for their husbands so directly in front of other wives.
But having said that, it seems that Yan Murong, that bastard, has only met very rarely after receiving the certificate from him.
For some reason, she had no love for Yan Murong, and even felt a trace of hatred after Yan Murong escaped from the marriage at night.
However, when she learned that Yan Murong had gone to the mountains to face the virus, she actually felt a little worried.
"Can you contact him? I want to talk to him." Morgana said sincerely.
"-----" Su Qingwu was speechless. Any expectation of meeting and any admiration were all fake. This woman was still thinking about how to acquire the real feelings.
PS: 201314, this day is very special. Before you go out to express your love, should you send flowers first?