Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Because of Xiao Tang's short sentence, which was sent in a businesslike tone and half an hour later than the time Manager Xu sent it, Su Boding felt that Xiao Tang was simply not someone who could be communicated with in a friendly manner.

Manager Xu is such an honest man, yet he still remembered to call and ask more questions.

Xiao Tang was good, he only said one sentence, even the fact that he and the boss slept in the same suite was said by Manager Xu, isn't this important information? The delivery man who delivered the food said more than him.

Su Boding could only reply calmly, "I understand."

After receiving Subodin's message, Xiao Tang placed his phone on the bedside table, took out his underwear from his backpack, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, Xiao Tang listened to the noise outside and found nothing unusual, so he lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

As for whether Zhang Yan was working or sleeping, Xiao Tang felt that it was not his business. Zhang Yan was already an adult, and he knew very well that the doctor had told him to rest more. As for whether Tian Ya could do it, that was not something that could be done just by others' concern.

Zhang Yan always has to be responsible for himself, and of course, he also has to be responsible for the company. As for how to find a balance between work and health, it is difficult, and this can only be decided by Zhang Yan himself.

Xiao Tang relaxed and went to sleep, but Su Boding couldn't sleep at all as he was still waiting for Xiao Tang's reply.

Unexpectedly, he had to wait for two hours. When Subodin finished writing a report, he still hadn't seen Xiao Tang's reply. He knew that Xiao Tang would not reply.

This person always does things in a methodical manner and will never make any unnecessary movements.

Su Boding sent the report to Zhang Yan by email and waited for ten minutes without receiving a reply.

I should be asleep...

I didn't receive any calls from the hotel during this period, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Su Boding stared at the email interface and looked at the email Zhang Yan sent him two hours ago, which briefly talked about the personnel arrangements.

These two things are not easy to do...

As for the matter of changing the person in charge of the branch, Mr. Zeng would definitely not agree. The current person in charge was promoted by Mr. Zeng and was Mr. Zeng's assistant at the beginning. Although he has no ability, he is very good at flattering and listens to Mr. Zeng very much.

It can be said that this branch is controlled by Mr. Zeng. Now Zhang Yan wants to select someone from the group's reserve cadres to parachute in, almost to take over this branch directly from Mr. Zeng.

What's more, the current human resources director was hired by Zhang Yan from outside, and the old men on the board of directors have no say in personnel arrangements.

Now they are going to pull out the people who were released before. These old men will either have a stroke or their blood pressure will rise to the point of a stroke out of anger.

Subodin closed the computer, stood up and walked to the window. He just twisted his neck and heard a rattling sound.

Zhang Yan used to be just like him, relying on coffee to stay alive and staying up all night.

The two of them huddled in Zhang Yan's office, studying the strengths, advantages and disadvantages of each director and repeatedly comparing the data in various financial statements.

At that time, Zhang Yan had just taken over the group's business. Since he was a young graduate, not many people were optimistic about him, and some even asked the old man to come out and take charge of the group again.

There is no one else Zhang Yan can trust except Su Boding, and he can mobilize even fewer people and funds.

Tiangong Group started out as a hotel company, and later expanded into the real estate industry as it expanded its hotel business. Both businesses were developed under the old man's leadership, and they were already an ironclad entity, so Zhang Yan had no say at all.

The directors who had followed the old man before openly refuted Zhang Yan's decision at the meeting and did not take Zhang Yan seriously at all.

Zhang Yan has been able to get to where he is today thanks to his own hard work.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan is no longer the only one around him, Su Boding. He has more people of his own and friends besides his partners.

Otherwise, Su Boding would definitely not be at ease letting Zhang Yan go on a business trip in such a physical condition. Now, in addition to him, Xiao Tang can also accompany Zhang Yan on the business trip.

That’s great, everything is moving in the right direction.

Everything will be fine, it will be better.

Zhang Yan sat at the desk in the hotel's master bedroom, replying to some emails, without even a glass of water at hand.

When Lin Feng is at home and has a rest, he will come over to visit, help Zhang Yan wash up, and then make a cup of honey water for Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan was working in the study, while Lin Feng took a book from the bookshelf and went to the living room to read, or he might be looking at reference materials at the other end of the desk.

When you go out, your living standard plummets.

To wash up, one had to walk slowly to the bathroom. Zhang Yan was so scared that he wanted to call Xiao Tang in to help him, but he felt embarrassed and gave up.

Zhang Yan finally finished washing up with the help of the hotel handrail, and came out again tremblingly in a bathrobe, without even blowing his hair.

Zhang Yan can walk, but he also needs a cane. Without anyone to help him, he can only hold on to any furniture he can reach. His posture is a little better than that of a zombie, but not much faster than that of an old lady with bound feet.

I finally walked to the bed and saw that Xiao Tang had placed his laptop on the bedside table.

What posture does Xiao Tang think Zhang Yan can use to properly use this computer?

Lying down? Zhang Yan's cervical spine didn't allow him to keep his neck straight.

Putting the computer on your lap? After all, that's how most people use their laptops, for example, outdoors, where there's no table.

But Zhang Yan is lame!

He couldn't put anything under his legs. If Zhang Yan dared to do this and Lin Feng knew about it, he would be able to smash Zhang Yan's door early tomorrow morning, oh no, maybe even two hours later.

At that time, Zhang Yan wanted to call the front desk and ask them to send up a pair of crutches or a small bedside table.

But in the end, Mr. Zhang's self-esteem made him think that it was fine, just for this night, just bear with it, Xiao Tang was just a rough old man who didn't know how to take care of people.

Zhang Yan complained in his heart that Xiao Tang must be single, had never been in a relationship, and would never be able to find a girlfriend in the future.

The process started with Zhang Yan walking to the bed, sitting down with difficulty, picking up the notebook on the bedside table, and then standing up with difficulty holding the wall. With one hand holding the wall and the other holding the computer, he walked to a table with difficulty.

In these short ten minutes, Zhang Yan kept complaining about how an inconsiderate person like Xiao Tang would never be able to find a girlfriend.

Not only does he not help, but he also makes things more troublesome and can make people angry to death.