With Nie Xiaoyu's guidance and help, Wang Zibo's "Jianye Zhibo Network Software Service Company" passed the preliminary review by the Industry and Commerce Department in the evening. He could come to get his business license after a while.
The name was discussed during the winter break. "Zhibo Network" had the meaning of "wisdom and erudition", and it was also a homonym of "Zibo". It had both depth and humor. Wang Zibo was very happy and satisfied.
He was only a third-year student. Was he going to become "Mr. Wang" in the future?
"Cough ~"
Wang Zibo hid the receipt from the Industry and Commerce Department and tried to use a calm tone to say, "Xiaoyu, thank you for helping me. I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight."
"No need, Zibo."
Nie Xiaoyu shook her phone. "Sister Jing asked me to go back. You can go find Director Chen."
"Oh, oh, okay."
Wang Zibo was a little disappointed.
The reason why he was disappointed was not because Nie Xiaoyu didn't want to go to dinner, but because Nie Xiaoyu didn't call him "Mr. Wang", but "Zibo".
Nie Xiaoyu couldn't be blamed. The little secretary had a net worth of hundreds of thousands. Wang Zibo was far from her.
In addition, there were often some suppliers in Nutshell Electronics who came to sell raw materials. Kong Jing and Li Xiaokai didn't want to see them, so Nie Xiaoyu had to come out and receive them.
These suppliers all had "XXX General Manager" on their business cards. The little secretary felt that the title "Manager" was just a joke.
Nie Xiaoyu didn't know what Wang Zibo was thinking. Before they left, she said as a good friend, "I don't know the specific business of your company, but if you have any management questions, you can ask me at any time."
"Okay!"
Wang Zibo nodded and thanked her again, "Thank you, Xiaoyu."
"You're welcome."
"What?"
Wang Zibo felt that it was familiar, but he couldn't remember.
"The catchphrase of 'The Prince of Tennis' Ryoma Echizen. Don't you know this comic?"
Nie Xiaoyu snapped her fingers. "It means that you're still far from it."
"Tsk ~ A two-dimensional girl."
Wang Zibo raised his fist at Nie Xiaoyu's back and said, "Rubber, rubber — rocket launcher, you have Ryoma Echizen, but I have Luffy."
After the pose was done, Wang Zibo withdrew his arm with a silly smile. He felt that life was quite good, with cute friends everywhere.
Wang Zibo returned to the office on Tianyuan East Road and found that Chen Hansheng was still squatting there, watching people play chess.
"Xiao Chen, the procedures are done."
Wang Zibo gave a cigarette to Chen Hansheng.
"Roar."
Chen Hansheng rested his chin on his hand and ignored him.
Wang Zibo didn't mind either. He was the most lively when he was throwing punches, which was very rare. Recently, he hadn't heard that Xiao Rongyu and Shen Youchu had quarreled with each other. It was probably something in the company.
Wang Zibo couldn't help in this situation, and he didn't dare to ask Chen Hansheng to call him "President Wang" for fear of being beaten to death.
"Xiao Chen, tomorrow is the Tomb-Sweeping Day. You're going to the Pujue Temple cemetery to sweep the tombs, right?"
Wang Zibo asked. He wanted to talk about other topics to ease Chen Hansheng's mind.
"Roar."
Chen Hansheng breathed out smoke, narrowed his eyes and nodded. He was still not in the mood to talk.
The cemetery of Professor Sun's lover, Mr. Wu, was in the Pujue Temple. Professor Sun and Wu Yimin were supposed to sweep the tombs during the Tomb-Sweeping Day, but this year, Professor Sun suddenly asked a few golden flowers from Rongsheng Law Firm to go with him.
Probably because there was progress in the transnational lawsuit, his daughter Wu Yimin was slowly regaining her dignity after being bullied by others. Therefore, it was more or less like, "When the Emperor's army arrives in the Central Plains, I will pay tribute to my family."
As the boyfriend of his proud disciple, Xiao Rongyu, Chen Hansheng was definitely going to burn incense for Mr. Wu.
"Aren't you going?"
After a while, Chen Hansheng suddenly frowned and asked.
"Me, can I go too?"
Wang Zibo's face was full of surprise.
The tomb-sweeping this time was of great significance to Rongsheng Law Firm. Anyone who went to burn incense was probably "one of their own".
In fact, Wang Zibo really wanted to go, but his relationship with Bian Shishi wasn't confirmed yet. At most, he was a non-staff member of Rongsheng Law Firm, so he was too embarrassed to ask.
"I'm just going to pick up some branches, wipe the tombstone, and lend a hand."
Chen Hansheng sneered. "If you want to go, then go."
"Okay!"
Wang Zibo was very happy.
"You're so stupid."
Chen Hansheng looked at his childhood friend's excited face and scolded him in disdain.
Wang Zibo didn't mind. Seeing that it was almost time, he called Chen Hansheng out for a drink at night.
Chen Hansheng waved his hand and rejected him. "There's food in Tianjing Mountain. Go and eat by yourself. Tell them not to leave any food for me. I don't have an appetite."
Wang Zibo had no choice but to go to Tianjing Mountain alone. On the way, he deliberately took a big detour to Suguo Supermarket and bought a bunch of snacks and toys for little Ah Ning.
"Big Brother Zibo!"
After opening the door, little Ah Ning saw that it was Wang Zibo and rushed over while shouting.
Although Ah Ning was young, she could feel that people were really good to her. Besides her mother-in-law and older sister, there was also the bad-tempered Brother Hansheng, the strict and strict Sister Lin Yu, and Big Brother Zibo who always smiled foolishly …
"Look at what Big Brother Zibo bought for you."
Wang Zibo was quite strong. He carried Ah Ning with one hand and kissed her as usual.
"No, Big Brother Zibo smoked."
Ah Ning giggled and avoided him.
Wang Zibo went to greet her mother-in-law and Dong'er. Dong'er knew that they were Chen Hansheng's best friends. Usually, Kim Yang-myung would "apply" in advance when he came over. Wang Zibo could be more casual like family.
"Ah Ning, what do you want to eat?"
Wang Zibo took out some fruits. "Big Brother Zibo will peel them for you."
"I want to eat shrimp sticks!"
Little Ah Ning said loudly.
"Okay, then I'll eat shrimp sticks."
Wang Zibo tore open the shrimp sticks and gave them to Ah Ning. Sitting on the sofa, Ah Ning watched the cartoon while eating the shrimp sticks. She ate one by herself and put one in Wang Zibo's mouth. Sometimes, she even went to the kitchen to feed Dong'er.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Before long, the anti-theft door was locked. Ah Ning raised her head alertly and quickly stuffed the shrimp sticks behind the sofa cushion.
Hu Linyu and Shen Youchu came back from school. Shen Youchu saw the cartoon on TV and asked directly, "How many hours did you watch it this afternoon?"
"One and a half hours."
Ah Ning knew that she was wrong, so she answered softly.
Sure enough, Hu Linyu immediately pulled a long face. "What did I tell you before? You must rest your eyes after watching it for half an hour. Shen Ningning, you're so smart now. You don't even listen to me …"
Little Ah Ning's eyes soon turned red. Wang Zibo felt sorry for her and said, "It's okay for a child to watch TV. She has nothing to do now."
"Wang Zibo, don't be a good person. She's going to primary school next year. What if she's short-sighted?"
Unexpectedly, Hu Linyu got even angrier. "How many times have I told you not to buy snacks? She's losing her teeth. Do you know that?"
"No wonder even Xiao Chen is a little afraid of Hu Linyu. She's so bad-tempered!"
Wang Zibo muttered in his heart, but he couldn't win against Hu Linyu, so he just held Ah Ning in his arms.
The only person who could compete with Secretary Hu in words was Chen Hansheng, who was currently squatting beside the Chinese chess.
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