Chapter 472 Do You Want to Give Away Guanyin?

As expected, Han Qian was late again.

During the first month of work after the Chinese New Year, Han Qian was punctual every day, never being late, never leaving early, never fighting, and never messing around.

Yan Qingqing calculated that the time was exactly thirty days.

Han Qian was standing in front of the time card machine in sportswear, when Yan Qingqing's voice came from behind.

"Stop making excuses. As the general manager of the company, I have made personal rules for Han Qian. There are fines for being late, fines for being disheveled, fines for fighting, fines for playing games, and rewards for teasing the general manager..."

"oh!"

Han Qian didn't have much energy, so he agreed perfunctorily and walked to the elevator. Yan Qingqing was a little reluctant, so she chased into the elevator and whispered in Han Qian's ear.

"There are rewards for teasing the general manager."

"Mom, can you please stop making trouble? The warmth last night tortured me all night, and now my back hurts."

"Torrying you all night?"

Yan Qingqing suddenly became excited, grabbed Han Qian's collar and began to look up and down, asking eagerly.

"What's the fuss about? Han Qian, were you caught first by Wen Nuan?"

Han Qian closed his eyes and knocked away Yan Qingqing's hand to unbuckle his belt, and said helplessly.

"My dear, can you think of something serious?"

Yan Qingqing grabbed Han Qian and said anxiously.

"My man will be harmed. This is not a serious matter."

"It's no harm. We both watched a TV series last night. We watched it late. I'm going to the general department. Will you go with me?"

Yan Qingqing didn't speak and stared at Han Qian's eyes, as if she wanted to verify the truth of the matter in her eyes. She followed Han Qian all the way into the General Department. Yang Lan looked a little confused when she saw Han Qian who was late. Displeased, he said softly.

"Late again! You just insisted on working hard for a few days. Fortunately, Mr. Yan didn't come to the company today, otherwise you would have been scolded again."

After the words fell, Yan Qingqing's figure appeared at the door. Yang Lan panicked and opened his mouth not knowing how to explain what he just said. Han Qian took a deep breath and said softly.

"Sister Yang, did Yeats and Wu Sikuan come to see you yesterday?"

Changing the topic intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Lan nodded slightly and whispered.

"I've looked for it. I'm anxious to find you for this reason. They want to represent furniture. That Yeats said they can only rent a quarter. What do you think..."

As he spoke, he handed Han Qian the layout plan of the attic. The southeast area was drawn on it, which seemed to be rented to Yeats and Wu Sikuan. Han Qian took a look at it and smiled.

"Let's rent it. It doesn't matter how much we sell it. It's empty even if it's empty. Sister Yang, have you informed the advertising department? The funds will be used to put out advertisements. I'll just say hello to the Yamenmen here. Sister Yang, what's the price?" Go and talk, you have to work hard to make the General Department the most important department of the company. Then as the minister, your face will be bright, right? Don’t worry! I will definitely put you on the throne. "

Yang Lan lightly knocked on Han Qian's forehead, annoyed.

"What's the throne? Then I'll go to the advertising department now."

"Just let Shanshan or Deputy Liu go. Why are you here? How is Beibei doing lately?"

The two of them forgot about Yan Qingqing while chatting, which made Lady Yasha look a little unhappy. She coughed slightly, but the two people still didn't stop talking. Yan Qingqing frowned and whispered.

"Han Qian, Yang Lan! You two are here to work, not to chat about family matters. You both go to work!"

Yang Lan trotted to the advertising department with his head lowered. Han Qian sat on a chair and spoke to Yao Xue opposite him.

"Sister Xue, please find me the phone number of the person in charge of advertising at the Yamen Gate, and contact them to ask about the price of the advertising space."

"Okay."

"What are you busy with, Deputy Liu?"

"Fire safety performance in the shopping mall. I'm going to plan an event to attract customers. What's the matter?"

"Well... I have something to do. I have to send people from several companies to the shopping mall. There's nothing serious. Well... I'll go to the planning department."

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave. He turned around and saw Yan Qingqing. Han Qian sat on the chair obediently, muttering in a low voice that he would not go today. Yan Qingqing clapped her hands, giving the General Department a hand in reality, and then stuffed a few more A sweet jujube, both grace and power.

People who go to work have long been smoothed out, and they need to be taught a few lessons. It is true that money can go into their pockets.

Yan Qingqing gave bonuses to the people in the general department to make up for their busy work in the past month. The money was not much, one thousand yuan per person, and told them that they could have dinner together in the evening and pay the company's account.

Dinner?

It just so happened that Wen Nuan went home to spend time with her mother today. Han Qian patted his belly and said with a smile.

"Fortunately, I didn't eat in the morning, and I won't eat at noon. I'll eat more in the evening."

Su Liang said immediately.

"I regret it. My wife made me a sandwich this morning, ugh!"

Yao Xue said immediately.

"Yes, my husband makes preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and I have to eat it right after I wake up. It's really annoying."

"Hey, who says it's not the case? Your sister-in-law prepared a table so early in the morning. You said you won't eat it? I'm sorry for your sister-in-law. She still can't eat. Han Qian, do you live by yourself now? Don't you want to eat in the morning?"

Han Qian frowned and looked at the three guys.

"Did you do this on purpose? You know that no one will cook for me in the morning. What do you mean if it's not the three of you? Do you want to fight? I have a bad temper. If I don't eat in the morning, it's called exercising... What are you doing to me?" It hurts, hey, hey? Your hair is still hanging out, right? As a leader, Mr. Yan, it hurts."

Yan Qingqing grabbed Han Qian's hair and dragged him out of the office and into the elevator.

Now in the company, Mr. Yan's treatment of Han Daxian'er is one of the must-see programs for all department members. The live broadcast is very effective. Yan Qingqing took Han Qian out of the company and went straight to the cart selling soy milk and pancakes on the street.

When the aunt buying snacks saw Yan Qingqing coming, she started the car and was about to run. Yan Qingqing started to chase her, but the aunt didn't run away after all, and laughed at Yan Qingqing.

"Just one day, just one day. I won't come tomorrow. You see, I have cleaned up the ground. There is no harm."

In total, this aunt has been kicked out by Yan Qingqing.

Yan Qingqing glanced at the ground from side to side and curled her lips.

"You can make a lot of money here in a day. I heard that you make more than our executives in a month. That's not bad! You can make two hundred or three hundred every morning."

"Mr. Yan, you're talking too much. How can I make so much money? If it's less than two hundred, I'll leave right now."

"Make a pancake, bring some soy milk, and don't put any sugar."

"Okay, Mr. Yan, please click back. This oily smoke is big."

This is obviously not the first time they have dealt with each other. Yan Qingqing should not come to this kind of food stall to buy breakfast. She is the only one chasing the aunt, and the aunt refuses to leave.

After getting the breakfast and handing it to Han Qian, when Yan Qingqing wanted to pay, the aunt said she didn't want it, Yan Qingqing said angrily.

"I owe you ten or twenty yuan? Do you look down on me?"

The aunt collected the money nonchalantly, Yan Qingqing turned and left, and said at the same time.

"Go home and wash the car. Although you are not a member of Honor, you are still doing business in front of Honor. You are preparing some food and masks. I am too lazy to talk to you and you don't listen."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Yan, please go slowly."

Yan Qingqing pulled Han Qian away. Han Qian looked at the pancakes, fruit and soy milk in his hands, then looked back at the aunt at the snack cart. At this moment, the aunt was smiling from ear to ear, holding the phone as if to show off what she could do in the future. A stall is set up here.

Han Qian was a little confused and asked in a low voice.

"You know each other well?"

"You think we'll get to know each other?"

"Then...you let her continue selling breakfast here..."

Han Qian didn't understand even more. Someone with Yan Qingqing's personality shouldn't have a deep friendship with Auntie? Yan Qingqing took the soy milk in Han Qian's hand, inserted the straw into it, took a sip, and said softly.

"Not being familiar with her doesn't mean you don't understand her. I've chased her away a few times before, and she's run away a few times, but she always comes back shamelessly. I've asked people from the city management to come over, and even after I lectured her, she still comes back secretly. I just found out recently that she had a son with cerebral palsy. The men didn’t want to be dragged down and ran away, leaving this orphan and widowed mother. After the disease was cured, the child only had an IQ of seven or eight years old. In the morning, the child would help him prepare ingredients. She I have earned money to buy medicine for my child. If I really drive her away, my mother and I may not be able to starve to death one day, and I can’t bear it. I just have to scare her and let her clean up the floor. Watch today. She thought about my future mother-in-law, who has such a promising son like you, but she has nothing."

Han Qian took a sip of soy milk, leaned close to Yan Qingqing and whispered softly.

"Is the Yasha Empress transformed into Guanyin today?"

"Do you want Guanyin to send you a child?"

"Soy milk isn't sweet, I'm going to find some sugar."

Flee in despair.