The Magician of Clow

Chapter 381 The inescapable behemoth

The 29th floor of Sacred Heart Group.

After getting the true biography of people like Fiseld's person in charge of Asia, Fangran felt as if he had been helped by a god, and he was chopping melons and vegetables to process the documents on the desktop.

After all the troublesome things that need to be processed and calculated and checked within the group are all thrown to Abel by him, all the remaining documents can be resolved with "what's none of my business" and "what's about you".

Fang · super fast · Ran is just like the anxious and lustful man whose dream lover has been stripped and lying on the bed but the work has not been finished yet!
He stared at the alliance he had secretly placed.

Quickly 'processing' one transaction file after another.

At this point, Su Qunming knew that Fangran knew nothing, but he still arranged for him to be in a high position. He could only rely on communicating with Su Lengyue to get help, and kill two birds with one stone to improve his vision, structure, etc., so as to come up with Confident planning that matches the identity of the participants.
basically lost.
Well, it's impossible to succeed in the first place.

At this moment, with bright eyes, Fangran held a pen and signed his 'opinions' on one document after another.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful chuckle, and his brush strokes flew like flying!
——"Suhang Pharmaceutical Company Cooperation Intention Application Form"

'We are very grateful for your suggestion and will reply as soon as possible. '

Pharmaceutical cooperation?

no~no~no~, I don’t need to make medicine, but I can think about making sticks.

——"International Chemicals Supervision Agency Audit Report"

'We will conduct detailed analysis and research on this, actively consider your suggestion, and take action as soon as possible. '

I'll go, the name sounds awesome!
But why are you so wide-ranging? Do the institutions with the word "international" at the beginning live by the sea?
——"Statement Regarding Your Company's Research and Development Methods for Selling New Versions of Influenza Drugs"

'We are very grateful for your proposal and will reply as soon as possible. '

influenza
Fortunately, I always have Sanjing Shuanghuanglian, so I don’t catch a cold during the flu season!

——"Introduction to Southern Bank's Loan Preferences This Year"

'We will conduct detailed analysis and research on this, actively consider your suggestion, and make a reply as soon as possible. '

ummm
Why is this kind of document that looks like an advertisement also mixed in?
Fangran's eyes were bloodshot, and his crotch was windy, so he just gave it a hash. Cough cough, I'm sorry.

It's over, let's start again.

Fangran's eyes were bright, his hands were windy, (_) he felt a pain in his chest and just... bang! (slap)

Don't, don't, don't do it.
In short, he moved his pen like a fly, simply and effectively filling in various documents with only two-sentence replies, as if he had found the feeling of freshman madly completing Marx's homework.

In general, firmly grasp the good core of socialism, keep up with the bright future of the party, and keep in mind the words "deeply implement" that Mr. Xueba often said.

Anyway, it is the feeling that you already know the answer and you are done writing.

Then Fangran thought that he basically had to use these two sentences repeatedly, one to change the middle and the other to the end, and he could take a peek at the beautiful secretary in the cubicle not far away from time to time to finish these official duties, and secretly called Union time.

He pulled out a document that read "Regarding the application for the mid-term seaside vacation of all laboratory staff in August".
Fang Ran: "."

He was silent for a second, almost instinctively only writing those two sentences.

Then silently wrote it below.

'The application is not approved and rejected. '

silence
Silence
ummm
snort! (｀へ)=3
My baby can't go to the beach to play in the sand during the summer vacation, not only can't go, but also has to train in hell, you gang of social animals want to travel and vacation with public funds! ?

Hehe (sneering), it doesn't exist.

It's hard to say otherwise, but today when I'm sitting in this position.
Don't even think about it!

Your immediate superiors order you,
Get out of here and go to work!
Fang successfully displayed his self-confidence in strange and useless places.

"Go! Go! Go"

Fangran threw the document aside in disgust, yawned, stretched deeply, and habitually took a peek at whether Su Lengyue was paying attention to her side, and then accidentally saw her leaning over The scene of picking things up.

There is a white shirt in the black suit skirt, the S-curve of the body is smooth, and the black silk tight calf is slender and sexy.

The neckline is open, and the movement of leaning over is in the sight of the participant
cough cough cough.
Fangran quickly looked away, his face flushed slightly, obviously not thinking that way, but he still felt ashamed that he was like a pervert.

Sorry, I really don't see anything.

Then he shifted his gaze back to the last document in his hand, feeling elated.

As long as this last one is written, the baby can have sex!
Then Fangran suddenly saw the header of the document in his hand.

"Related Agreements and Contracts Regarding the Delivery of Medical Equipment to North America to Enter the International Market"

contract? ?
Why did this kind of stuff get mixed in.
Fangran was sweating profusely thinking about it speechlessly, then sighed and couldn't help but think about it.

This kind of thing really can't be written blindly.
so.
It's up to you, come out, dark brown instant noodle head foreign handsome!

Then Fangran dialed Abel's number, and secretly hid behind the monitor.

"Hi, I'm Abel."

I know you are!

As if he didn't see the call message, Abel replied politely, and Fangran asked quickly in a low voice:

"Hello, Abel?"

"Mr. Fang, that's great, you can do that."

"Don't talk useless, just tell me, what should I do with this contract document?"

Fangran covered the phone, looked at the last document and scratched his head.

"contract?"

Abel's voice was not much of a surprise. For him, things like contracts were as frequent and familiar as his college reports.

"Hmm, there is a contract document at the end, which means let me make up my mind!?"

Fangran looked embarrassed, afraid that he would delay the operation of the recovery hospital by signing blindly or not signing.

In the afternoon, he was busy treating illnesses and rescuing people. He completely forgot,

This is the document Su Lengyue told him to ignore.
"Mr. Fang, you may not have entered into business yet. To put it bluntly, a contract is nothing more than an agreement on interests and interests, appeals and appeals. After comprehensive consideration, if this contract has positive value or meaning, is it worth signing it?" any problem."

Abel's voice was as reliable as a 'xueba' as always, giving Fangran a sense of salvation.

"But I don't know if this contract is good for the group."

When Fangran said this, he spoke rather weakly. Abel's voice was still steady and reliable. When he said this, he revealed a strong confidence, which made people extremely reassured.

"It's okay, you can briefly talk to me about the details of the contract, and I can help you judge from the simple and necessary treaties."

Just a few details are needed.
so strong! ?

That's right, I'll wait for your words.

I knew that a high-end talent like you would definitely be able to do it!

"Okay, then let me read its name to you. It's called About Sending Medical Care to North America."

"Well, ok, I've figured it out."

Fang Ran: "."

medical treatment
🇧🇷
Do you dare to wait for me to finish reading.

Pfft. I haven't even finished my name, you'll know
Just now you said that you can judge with only a few simple details, and I wonder if you are bragging with me.
It turns out that you are being humble! ? (Covering face, Yun weeping and laughing)
"Speaking of Mr. Fang, didn't the people from the Sacred Heart Group tell you?"

Hearing that Fangran's voice stopped abruptly, Abel smiled slightly and said.

"I said, what did you say?"

Shocked by the fact that Veronica's subordinate Fisdelli, who manages the entire Asian medical industry, actually mastered the content of the contract by only listening to half of the file name, Fang Ran asked in a daze.

"The document said that the Sacred Heart Group wanted to send large-scale medical facilities to North America, starting from the most economically open region in North America, so as to open up the international market. After all, it has no competitors and no room for development in China."

Listening to Abel talking about these things in the business field in a calm and smiling tone, apart from feeling that he talked in a calm manner, and seeing such powerful things in a tone, Fangran looked at the documents he opened, The first page had exactly the same content as what Abel said.

Confused, thinking
Damn it, he actually knows it all too well! ?
I think my title of 'Wonderful Old Chinese Medicine' could change hands.

"Oh, so what?"

Fangran continued to flip through the document. It was full of various mechanical models and their cost calculations that he had never seen before. While reading it, his head grew dizzy, and he asked back without knowing why.

"Although the Sacred Heart Group is the only one in China, but if they want to enter the international market to get a piece of the cake, they can't get around the recognition of a behemoth, unless they have the confidence to fight against it."

Abel's voice was still full of confidence and a smile, and it seemed that he had infinite power to support his belief when he uttered such a sentence.

"Behemoth? What behemoth?"

Sister Susu didn't seem to have told me about this kind of thing.

"That's natural"

Fangran was slightly puzzled, and then continued to turn over the document in his hand and asked Abel. Afterwards, he heard Abel smiled slightly, and answered proudly:
"It's our Fiseld."

The hand flipping through the document froze. Hearing this sentence, Fangran stared at a word that appeared frequently on the last page of the document with a stiff expression.

fiseld.

Is that so?

Fangran closed the document dumbfounded, shook his head and smiled wryly:

"I just said, how do you know so well?"

Then he sighed slightly, thinking about Su Su's usual care for him, and being the only woman in the night bureau who he could barely handle, Fangran leaned on the boss chair and asked Abel on the other end of the phone.

At this moment, he finally has the temperament to sit in this position.

"Is signing this contract a loss to Fiseld?"

For some reason, after hearing this sentence, or because of Fangran's tone of speaking on Fisseld's standpoint, Abel was taken aback, and replied seriously:

"No, it's just the same and it doesn't have much benefit. I just rejected Miss Su Yanxi's proposal because of this."

After a pause, Abel smiled slightly, as if he could see that if he stood here, he would bow gracefully like a nobleman.

"However, since the Sacred Heart Group and Ms. Yanxi are your friends, then Fisherde has enough reasons to ignore them."

Fisherman?
Realizing once again how huge this name really is, Fangran shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly.

Thinking of the sexy pale figure with long silver-gray hair on the screen before, he couldn't help feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart again.
What an absurd proposal.
"In that case, I will trouble you later."

After processing the last document, Fangran stretched his waist. The most high-end leather swivel chair really gave people a comfortable and excellent feeling.

"It's my pleasure."

Listening to Abel's answer on the phone, Fangran finally breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and returned to normal.

Put on a hey smile again, and look at the L icon on the computer.
Then just when he wanted to hang up the phone and go to be happy by himself.
Abel suddenly said anxiously:

"Wait a minute, Mr. Fang."

"Well, what happened?"

Fangran asked strangely, as if he had encountered some difficulty in his voice.

But it doesn't make sense! ?
From the short contact, Fangran already understood that aside from his cocky status as the head of the medical field in Asia, this handsome foreign guy who can control instant noodles is a super reliable person.

What kind of difficulties can such a guy encounter?
"I'm sorry, it's not good for you to do things after you promised, but, Mr. Fang, can you tell me?"

Then just when Fangran was puzzled, he heard Abel's voice on the phone was very helpless and spoke with a wry smile, with deep doubts that seemed to emerge from the depths of his soul.

"What is the powerful hypnotism that the patient mentioned using a miraculous traditional Chinese medicine called Xuanmai Ganju as a primer? Why have I never heard of it?"

Fang Ran: "."

(;￣д￣)
Um. Can I say I don't know?
　Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, my mother, I finished writing the garlic before twelve o'clock, oh my god, I have to re-do the defense today, defend the database tomorrow night, take the exam in the morning the day after tomorrow, and re-verify today's exam the day after tomorrow night. Curriculum design, writing two experimental reports, my god, dare you not do it next time in school? Exam week and internship overlap, are you going to be so busy?

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(End of this chapter)