Mu Zigang's words made Rong Mingdie feel excited. He made an exception. He walked into the kitchen, put on sanitary gloves, and started making love breakfast. He said loudly: "The new generation of urban girls in China should be able to go to the hall, get out of the kitchen, sleep in soft beds, climb over walls, drive sports cars, buy villas, fight mistresses, and beat hooligans."

"Die'er, as you said, you can beat mistresses and hooligans. Can such a fierce girl get married?" Mu Zigang turned his head and said, took the last set of clean clothes and walked into the bathroom, preparing to put out hot water to take a shower.

"Fourth brother, don't you want to have breakfast?" Rong Mingdie was a little funny when she heard the word "Feng" and continued to be busy with her hands. When doing things, she didn't look like a rich woman who was tall and arrogant. A breakfast was a piece of cake for her, and it was a reason why she couldn't get married.

While taking a hot shower, Mu Zigang brushed his teeth and continued to say, "Breakfast is something to eat, otherwise there will be no strength to fight. I just said a fact. Girls should not shout and beat and kill all day long. If they keep going like this, they will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

Rong Mingdie thought about Mu Zigang's words, and she stopped making sounds and focused on making tomato shredded egg noodles.

When Mu Zigang returned to the dining table in the hall, he saw a bowl of steaming tomato shredded egg noodles, a cup of warm milk, two sandwiches and a plate of cold cucumber slices with white sugar.

"Sorry, I'm so hungry, I haven't waited for you to have a meal together." Rong Mingdie swallowed a sandwich for the last bite and drank a glass of warm milk. "You're the things on the table. Eat them all! Don't waste my love breakfast."

Mu Zigang took a sip of milk to moisten his throat, then picked up the noodles with chopsticks and sent them to his mouth, chewed them slowly, and said, "The skill of cooking noodles is barely acceptable. You should have wasted a lot of ingredients before! Otherwise, you won't be able to cook this taste. Oh, tomorrow morning, I'll give you a bowl of noodles to make you enjoy the appetite."

"Okay! Tomorrow morning, I'll wait for your love noodles. Oh, I'll go upstairs to change clothes first, wait for you to finish eating, and take me to the company's marketing center. I'll get something." Rong Mingdie got up and took a step forward, and walked towards the master bedroom on the second floor.

"Didn't you sleep well? Otherwise, you can sleep for a few more hours and I'll send you there in the afternoon." Mu Zigang said caringly. When she heard the love noodles, could she really want to fall in love?

"I won't sleep anymore. I have to go to the company to handle the matter in the morning. At noon, we ate something outside. When shopping in the afternoon, we bought a few more sets of summer and autumn clothes and pants. Look, you and I don't bring any luggage, only the last set of clean clothes and pants are left." Rong Mingdie walked into the master bedroom, closed the door, took off the pajamas on her body, and started to change her clothes.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the car." When Rong Mingdie was not around, Mu Zigang ate voraciously, which was a word for quick.

Fifteen minutes later, Rong Mingdie walked into the car wearing sunglasses and an LV bag in her hand, looking very goddess-like.

Mu Zigang only started to start the car after seeing her wearing a seat belt.

Rong Mingdie made two calls in the car, one was for the chairman's secretary Song Xiaoxi, and the other was for the financial director Cai Fuping. After the call, he closed his eyes and leaned against his seat to rest.

Before Rong Mingdie came to Rong's carton factory, Song Xiaoxi served as the acting chairman and the executive secretary to manage the factory's production and sales. Although Song Xiaoxi was only 22 years old, she was a master's graduate studying abroad from Harvard, the United States.

Under her management, Rong's carton factory has increased production by 20% compared with the previous period and its net sales profit by 30%, but this value-added rate does not meet Rong Mingdie's ideal expectations.

For Song Xiaoxi, he has tried his best without increasing production equipment.

She can achieve the company's benefits to her intended goals. I don't know how many night shifts she has been, but this is all in the eyes of the financial director Cai Fuping.

Cai Fuping is also good. She will collect payments according to the company's contract practice every month. For companies that default on the final payment and do not trust, a detailed evaluation form will be issued every month. Whether to stop shipping or half of the goods will be sent, they will conduct a home visit.

Since all kinds of carton products produced by Rong's Carton Factory pay more attention to quality and delivery time, they are all the leading companies in the industry. Many private buyers will pay the goods in advance and strive for delivery time in advance.

When Song Xiaoxi received a call from the Security Department, he took off his glasses, put them in his laptop bag, sorted out the files in front of him, and restored the files on the desk in order.

She felt a little uneasy because she had only had time to read half of the document content and the remaining half was not read. She was really worried that the new chairman would find fault with him. If this high salary could not be saved, she would be in trouble.

For Song Xiaoxi, this job is very important to her. She has to pay back the debts she owed when she was studying in the bank every month and also bear the school and treatment costs of her disabled younger brother.

If Rong Mingdie gives Song Xiaoxi another three hours, she can make notes on the key points of all documents, and no matter what the chairman asks, she can answer them smoothly.

Song Xiaoxi had no choice but to tidy up her professional outfit, cheer herself up, smiled, and walked to the elevator door to wait.

After a while, Rong Mingdie walked out of the elevator, "Hello, Chairman."

Seeing Secretary Song Xiaoxi standing at the elevator door waiting, he asked, "Secretary Song, are there any important activities I have to attend today?"

"Not yet." Song Xiaoxi replied softly.

"Are there any important documents that I have to sign?" Rong Mingdie stopped in her hand and didn't even take out her sunglasses. She wore a pink chiffon suit, which looked fashionable and elegant.

"There are currently three contract documents, but I want to delay signing until tomorrow, because the other party's company is lowering the price and priced at the price of the other party's contract, which has no profit to our company. I made some changes and sent out an electronic contract. I also had to communicate and negotiate at noon. If it goes well, I can negotiate in the afternoon. There are still half of the factory reform documents on the desk, so I have to give me three hours to give a prepared reply." Song Xiaoxi returned to the question, looking at things without missing a word, looking at things with a serious attitude, and not hiding those documents.

"I believe in your business ability. In this way, I will give you another half day to read the documents on the chairman's desk and give me a complete and detailed report tomorrow. Can I do it?" Rong Mingdie looked at Song Xiaoxi with a red face and said, concluding that she was a good assistant to a smart beauty.

"I should be able to do it if I work overtime tonight." Song Xiaoxi replied confidently, her complexion improved a little. It seemed that the new boss she was facing was also a strong woman who could be negotiated and would not suppress others with power.

"Okay, you take me to the Finance Department now. The Chairman's Office has given it to you today. There is no one to disturb you. You can concentrate on quickly passing the documents from yesterday's meeting and take them to my villa to report tomorrow." Rong Mingdie saw Song Xiaoxi press the elevator, one after another, walked into the elevator, pressed the number 6 key, and went to the floor of the Finance Department on the sixth floor.

Cai Fuping, director of the Finance Department, received a call in the morning and hurriedly drove back from the bank. The person was waiting at the door of the office.

Seeing Rong Mingdie and Song Xiaoxi walk out of the elevator door, Cai Fuping immediately greeted her, handed over a gold card, and said, "Chairman, this gold card contains 1 million yuan. If you don't have enough money for doing business in the future, you can overdraw another 2 million yuan. The repayment will be directly deducted from our company account."

"What Director Cai means is that this card can swipe up to 3 million yuan. The card has been bound to the company's account, right?" Rong Mingdie asked.

"Yes, this is the largest daily limit card for Bank of China." Cai Fuping replied.

"Okay, I still have something to do. I'll invite you two goddesses to dinner one day, so I won't disturb you two work anymore. No need to send them away, let's go to work on their own!" Rong Mingdie was shocked when she saw the two right-hand assistants and almost couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I have something to do with Director Cai, so I won't send it to the chairman." Song Xiaoxi said, and with Cai Fuping, he watched Rong Mingdie walk into the elevator and close the elevator door, making his face more natural.

Song Xiaoxi was pulled into the office by Cai Fuping, locked the door and asked, "Don't you think the chairman is a little weird?"

"Chairman, I'm only eighteen years old this year, it's not surprising that I'm doing anything!" Song Xiaoxi walked to the sofa and sat down, pretending to be calm, and took a bag of tea from the coffee table to prepare tea.

"You are right. Anyway, we two have to be careful in the future, otherwise we will not know why if we lose our jobs." Cai Fuping is a very traditional beauty. She likes a stable life and yearns for sweet and ordinary love.

"Don't you think the chairman's male driver is even more difficult to deal with?" Song Xiaoxi asked thoughtfully.

"If you use a beauty trick, you will take him down." Cai Fuping suggested.

"You are right. I'll go and prepare, and I won't drink the tea." Song Xiaoxi was given a tip of Cai Fuping, and the sorrow on her face dissipated, with a little more appearance as a little woman.

"This girl, I forgot my friends when I see sex, and wasted a pack of good tea in vain!" Cai Fuping smiled. There was no way to deal with this roommate of Song Xiaoxi...
Chapter completed!