Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 911 Parrot Song
At four o'clock in the morning, Luo Binhan got up from the bed.After going through the whole torment yesterday, he was sure that Yu Xiaorong was sleeping as deeply as a newborn puppy.He calmly went to the bathroom outside the bedroom to freshen up and get dressed, then pulled Miffy out of the closet and discussed with it about changing its habitat.

As a flexible advanced life form, living underwater is not a problem for Miffy, and it is even more convenient for material exchange.Robinson promises it will often turn on the TV or smart speaker so it has more ways to spend time.He even took a big step back and allowed it to play and eat the medaka in the tank, but only one per week to avoid Yu Xiaorong's suspicion.

The deal was done quickly.Miffy slid down from the edge of the tank without making a sound, and got into the skull deep in the snapdragon.Fina, who was sleeping high in the cage, also sneaked over to watch.Luo Binhan touched it casually, and wiped a large piece of fish tank water on its scales, and Fina ran away in a flash.It doesn't like water, maybe because that destroys its stealth.

"I won't play next time." He assured Fina who was a little angry, "There will be no next time."

Fina forgave him temporarily, and went back to sleep in the open cage.On the other hand, Luo Binhan went into the kitchen happily and prepared a simple breakfast on the hour.After all, Yu Xiaorong is a child who is often left alone at home by his parents, so it is not difficult to take care of food.He made two cups of soy milk, steamed a pot of quick-frozen meat buns, mixed some vegetable salad, and added a plate of omelets that anyone (except Zhou Yu) could make with his hands.It took almost an hour for such a few small things to happen, which is enough to make people lose confidence in serious life.But today Luo Binhan felt that he could still stand it, and he still felt fresh and amused by the fact that "Yu Xiaorong is in Lihai City".Of course, reason told him that this was troublesome and dangerous, but how much fun would be seen here!He went back to the bedroom to read several IPO cases of the same industry sent by Nan Mingguang last night, but he was already thinking about where to take Yu Xiaorong for the weekend. She is not the kind who can live peacefully at home with her mobile phone and the Internet type.

It dawned very early in summer, and by the time he had finished reading those long SFC inquiries and had to add a few more questions to the memo he wrote last night, the time had reached 07:30.The morning light made his computer screen white, so Luo Binhan stood up and knocked on the door of Yu Xiaorong's room full of happiness, until a series of untranslatable German curses came from inside.

"Get up and eat!" he said happily.

"Go away, today is the weekend!"

"No. It's Tuesday."

"Fuck you, today is the weekend for me!"

The guest room had been presciently locked, so Luo Binhan couldn't sneak in and shout, "Sun your ass in the sun."He could only regretfully pack up his things, put on his coat and tie, and head out to face his busy day.The adaptation period was over, and his luck was over. Everyone who needed to meet him came to the company today.In the morning, he sat in the administration department for two hours, and together with Nan Mingguang sorted out the current high-level structure and the personnel arrangements to be implemented this year.In general, just like Luo Binhan's impression of Lu Jin's transfer, they are planning to change a batch of blood.

"I can't do this job." Luo Binhan said, "What am I?"

Nan Mingguang still talked about their plan in his slow tone.He points out that this isn't entirely a bad thing -- not everyone wants to hang on to their jobs.At their age, what sticks tightly to their palms is not necessarily achievements and reputations, but promises and expectations to others.As long as there are logical steps, some people are willing to choose to enjoy generous annuities and holidays.When he said this, his skinny black fingers tapped on the table, and Luo Binhan couldn't help but stare at it, wondering if what he said was true.He just learned that Nan Mingguang had a liver operation last year, and a former colleague died of cancer.

"You'd better pretend that you don't know about early retirement," Nan Mingguang instructed, "Go and hold on to the relationship with the newcomers. This is what you should do."

"Okay."

"Lu Jin is your acquaintance, right?"

"I met you in the sales department."

"If you have nothing to do, talk to him more." Nan Mingguang said.He said this about Lu Jin, but in Luo Binhan's view, this was almost a conclusion for the future deputy administrative manager.Maybe there will be variables, but the prototype of the plan must be there.

They naturally chatted about Lu Jin's ex.Luo Binhan has always felt that Qi Nina's name has the characteristics of the times, but it doesn't quite match with her.This person is better at dealing with specific affairs than dealing with interpersonal relationships (not that the latter is doing a bad job). He is meticulous in everything, rarely makes mistakes, and rarely gets close to his subordinates.Nan Mingguang commented that she is a commanding leader and a task-oriented person, "everyone is used in the same way in her hands".

"Then why did you give Lu Jin to her?" Luo Binhan couldn't help asking, "Don't you think their styles are too different?"

"I was just trying to see if I could come up with something new." Nan Mingguang said, with a smile on his face as if he was watching a dogfight.Luo Binhan felt that this might not be a good idea, but it was useless to tell the other party.He remembered that he had seen a document when he first arrived here, that the general management department wanted an art post, but somehow the plan was handed over to him, so he raised this matter with Nan Mingguang .

"It's a niece of Lao Song." Nan Mingguang said lightly, "It's just the essential materials for the graduation internship."

"Why did you send the information here?"

"It's done in your name, it's your favor." Nan Mingguang leaned back in the chair and looked at him from a distance, "Lao Song was introduced by you Auntie Xie."

"Is it really important?" Luo Binhan asked.He pointed recklessly at Gui Mingguang's stomach, which was cut open on the operating table last year.Nan Mingguang laughed, and he laughed too. "How can a medical student compete with me?"

"It may not be the only one."

Nan Mingguang might know something, Luo Binhan couldn't help thinking, maybe he just wanted to stimulate himself, like putting Qinina and Lu Jin in a cage.Nan Mingguang really liked him, but whether he liked him more for his nephews or juniors, or for a good fighting dog, he still couldn't figure it out.But Nan Mingguang will definitely compare him with someone, from similarities and differences, just like he will compare the differences between Yu Xiaorong and her mother.

"Your hand is still too loose." Nan Mingguang said, "Thinking too much and preparing too little."

"There are people who say that I should be whipped away." Luo Binhan said.Nan Mingguang was about to laugh out loud, but at this moment Qinina walked in with a pile of documents.

While signing, Nan Mingguang asked her to ask the other administrators to sit in the tea room.They met Luo Binhan formally there and went through the necessary etiquette procedures.Two of them are already veterans, and they are probably being sent away by Nan Mingguang's plan.Luo Binhan made tea for them respectfully and told a few jokes about traveling in Africa.At noon, he continued to accompany Nan Mingguang out for dinner, and also brought Qinina and Lu Jin with him.

"Did Ronaldinho travel to Africa?" Qinina asked with a smile.She was the sixth person to ask this question all morning.Luo Binhan is used to it and has developed a standard response process. "Yeah!" he said, "It's been a while since I went to play, and everyone said that I eloped with someone."

"It would be great if you really brought a partner back." Nan Mingguang said, "We have completed a big project in Africa."

"I can't beat Sister Yunqiong, can I?" Luo Binhan lit a cigarette for him, "What if she brings one back from France?"

Nan Mingguang waved him away.Everyone started laughing.The dinner was full of acquaintances, and they didn't talk much about work, so they had to chat about irrelevant household gossip: Qinina has a five-year-old child who is currently being taken care of by the elderly at home; Lu Jin's girlfriend is a graduate student majoring in chemistry , but met a mentor who was difficult to serve; another friend of Nan Mingguang was admitted to the intensive care unit because of idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis.

Their topic has been far away from Africa, and it could not be safer.Luo Binhan then took time to peek at his phone, wanting to see if Zhou Yu or Mo Moluo might be online, but Nan Mingguang suddenly turned to him and said, "I heard your sister is here?"

"Huh?" Luo Binhan said, "Oh... yes, come and play with us for a few days."

"Aren't you going to take her out for a meeting?"

This was a question that Luo Binhan had never expected.It completely crosses the barriers between his multiple lives, almost like Jing Juan asking him how the stock market is doing today.Luo Binhan couldn't help but paused for two seconds, and then smiled: "She is more reserved."

"What? Afraid of meeting strangers?"

"She is so timid!" Luo Binhan said, "I can't understand a few words in Chinese. When I see outsiders, I hide behind me and refuse to go out all day long."

"Rollon always has a younger sister?" Qinina said.Her tone was like asking a casual question, but Luo Binhan guessed that she knew all about Luo Jiaotian's affairs already.

"I've been living abroad." He continued to sigh, "I just had a serious illness, and her health is not very good. Her mother asked her to drop out of school and come to my place to relax."

No one questioned his words.Luo Binhan estimated that they had already pictured in their minds a melancholy, sickly, taciturn foreign girl who would never curse her brother at 07:30 on weekday mornings.He had finally had a little fun with the meal, ready for a longer afternoon.After the dinner was over, he smoked a cigarette outside the office building to make mental preparations, and then went into the elevator to the floor of the finance department, and started to deal with the financial evaluation report.

The head of the internal audit department who has the closest relationship with this matter is surnamed You, and he has also worked for many years, but Luo Binhan has not dealt with it much.He is familiar with their chief financial officer and chief accountant.The chief accountant is a woman who must be mentioned. She is about 50 years old. She is perfunctory when exchanging greetings and has never given Luo Binhan a good face.Luo Binhan once asked Nan Mingguang because he did not believe in evil, and finally confirmed that he had not been treated unfairly.The truth is very fascinating, that is, Ling Fan has such a bad face to everyone, even Nan Mingguang can't escape.She seems to be the embodiment of the entire finance department's resentment over payroll and accounts.In front of her, her subordinates would call her "Teacher Ling", but everyone knew her nickname behind her back.Luo Binhan firmly believed that someone must have accidentally called her a miss in front of her.

"Teacher Leng," Luo Binhan said with a smile on his face, deliberately blurring the pronunciation of the first word, "Long time no see!"

He enthusiastically wanted to shake hands with the other party, and the chief accountant looked as if he was about to go to the guillotine.Chief Financial Officer Wang Jisheng and Internal Audit Manager Ni Bo are two middle-aged men wearing thick glasses. Their social attributes are stronger than hers, but they are also limited.According to Luo Binhan's opinion, all social terrorists in the company have already been stuffed into this department.The reason why Wang Jisheng was able to sit in the position of chief financial officer was probably because he was the only one in this department who could speak the toast neatly during the toast.

Courtesy with these three people is simple and entertaining, and the more enthusiastic Robin Han is, the more vigilant they will be in response.When Luo Binhan invited them to have a small meeting together, Ling Fan wished he could drive him out of the accounting room where the keyboard was blaring.Ni Bo responded a little better than her, after all, the evaluation report was submitted in his name.And when Luo Binhan opened the annual financial report, the financial consolidation assessment report, and the difficult memo he had annotated on his notebook, the three of them looked a little dazed.Not because of the numerical questions he listed, but because he was the one asking them.

"Mr. Nan wants me to take care of the financial consolidation." Luo Binhan explained.The expressions of the three people on the opposite side could not tell whether it was shock or pain, but it made him happy anyway. "I read that the report means that we need to find the agency first? Is it necessary to start so early? Can't we ask our own legal counsel first?"

Nibo explained to him the necessity of this.What he said was really nothing more than a restatement of the analysis in the report, emphasizing how useless their own legal department was when it came to rectifying the books and restructuring the business.They are in charge of litigation with customers or friends, and they are like a mountain apart.Luo Binhan was not surprised, he just wanted to pick this topic, so that he could continue to ask the data one by one: How did the number of related transactions become so many?Why must the existing franchise hotel revenue recognition time be changed later?Why is the valuation of financial assets operated by investment companies being adjusted downward?What's wrong with the large fluctuations in monthly purchase expenses during the reporting period?
Every time he raised a question, three professionals had to take turns to explain to him, from the most basic laws and regulations to the latest policy adjustments.They are trying to make the external figures look good, but they must at least be reasonable in terms of caution.When it came to the standardization of expense entry, Ling Fan was so excited that he couldn't stop, so he just pointed at his nose and scolded the marketing department.Ni Bo and Wang Jisheng held her down together, and began to talk about the manpower issue from left to right.Luo Binhan pretended he didn't see anything, just typing on the keyboard diligently, sorting out the main points they had said.In fact, he shouldn't have done this job himself, so he conveniently added to the document: Ask Lu Jin to find him an assistant who can take meeting minutes.

"It's hard work, hard work," he said with a smile, "I really troubled the three teachers."

The three people on the opposite side greeted him with great restraint.The bottled mineral water placed on the table in the conference room has all been consumed.During the three long hours, they were tortured by illiterate and legally illiterate bosses, as well as deep grievances caused by the chaotic invoice management of the marketing department.In order to prevent the chief accountant from resigning in anger at this age group, Luo Binhan began to make promises to increase the number of manpower.Of course you have to add it!He said swearingly.For such a major matter as accounting and restructuring, the increased workload cannot be handled by the existing team. He will immediately ask the general management department to formulate a recruitment plan-but it has nothing to do with him whether Nan Mingguang will take it seriously.How many jokes about the finance department he heard from Nan Mingguang.

"Which institutions should we go to first?" He asked when Ling Fan's expression softened, "Lawyer? Appraiser? Auditor?"

Compared with financial data, this issue is less sensitive.They talked about several options in general, and there is no shortage of people with connections in this area in the finance department, and Luo Binhan herself can trust Ling Fan's recommendation (she has put on a bad face to Nan Mingguang in the finance office for more than ten years), but Things like this have to go through at the board level after all, so there's nothing that can be done right away.In the end, Luo Binhan finally let the trio from the finance department go, and reminded them that they would have a few more small meetings this week on the normative issues of fees, to ponder over the rectification plan, and to sort out the accounts of the past few years.After saying this, he immediately ran away with his computer in his arms, so as not to be stabbed to death by the chief accountant in the conference room.

He walked back to his office like the wind, and the blood-red sunset had already set among the high-rise office buildings.Numerous floor-to-ceiling windows are like fine scales, reflecting the fragmented sky.Looking at this scene, Luo Binhan thought of Momolo who had been missing for many days.He drew the curtains, buried himself in sorting out the records he made in the afternoon, studied the answers given by the finance department one by one, and then searched for the corresponding laws and regulations and industry data, and roughly estimated how much these adjustments would cost.

This kind of estimation is undoubtedly extremely inaccurate, but he must at least give Nan Mingguang a procedural explanation and bring up the issues that the finance department thinks are important.He concentrated on typing on the keyboard, just wanting to forget all other chores before leaving get off work, but when he finally finished all this, he found that it was completely dark outside the window.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, so he quickly called Yu Xiaorong and asked if she had had dinner.There was a loud TV sound from the other end of the phone, Yu Xiaorong obviously spent a very leisurely day at home, and was lying on the sofa enjoying takeaway with Fina.The speed at which she is domesticated and corrupted by city life is heart-rending.

"Don't go out and run around alone." Luo Binhan warned, "Call me first if a stranger knocks on the door."

"Go to your class." Yu Xiaorong said, chewing something in his mouth.Luo Binhan hung up the phone resentfully, and began to think about what he had done that day.It all seems to be business, and it seems to be meaningless.He began to have a strong desire to talk to Zhou Yu again, and wanted to return to the atmosphere where he was separated from the mundane world and talked to himself.He took out the silver lighter that he had been with for a long time from his bag, and pressed it once and for all, watching the extinguishment and reappearance of the red flower.Suddenly, he thought of a place to go.

(End of this chapter)