Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 210 General Knowledge Learning

Zhang Yan and two other people went to the company together, driving the same car.

Xiao Tang looked at Su Boding sitting in the passenger seat and was confused: "Don't you have a car yourself?"

Su Boding fastened his seat belt slowly and smiled at Xiao Tang, "The three of us go to work together, and then come back together to have dinner. It's just right. We can save fuel and protect the environment by driving one less car."

Is this a matter of saving gas money?

"You don't have to go out today?" Xiao Tang didn't want to be Subodin's driver after arriving at the company.

Su Boding raised his chin and signaled Xiao Tang to drive quickly. "Ahem, I looked at my boss and I's schedule today. We don't have to go out today. Even if there is a meeting, the other party will come to our company for a face-to-face meeting. I will also try my best to control the number of meetings and ensure that everyone can go home on time for dinner."

Seeing that Zhang Yan did not object, Xiao Tang started the car and set off.

The two of them stopped bickering along the way and were quiet for a while.

In fact, Zhang Yan didn't pay any attention to what the two people were talking about. He looked out the window. It was rush hour and everyone was rushing around.

Do they know their future?

Maybe I don’t know.

Zhang Yan knew it before. He would go abroad to study, come back to take over the family business, find a daughter of equal status to marry and have children, run the company, support the whole family, and wait for the children to return home after graduation to inherit the family business. Then he could retire, and he could see the end of his life at a glance.

After all, with his talent and knowledge, as long as the world situation does not change too much, this business will at least not go bankrupt in his hands.

It’s different now. He is “infertile”. During the past few months when he went out for social events, those bosses who had daughters of marriageable age have distanced themselves from him intentionally or unintentionally.

Although it was not his original intention to spread such news, he later wanted to save trouble and did not clarify it again, but instead continued to make the best of the situation.

Now it seems that it was not a wrong thing to do. It is indeed a one-time solution. No matter what happens in the future, I can use this incident as an excuse.

It’s just that I just said that I didn’t want to let Zhang Lingbei down, but now it seems that I have to drag him into this trap.

At that time, Ye Xin of Fengjing Technology wanted Zhang Lingbei to be its spokesperson, and Zhang Yan agreed immediately, and as a free spokesperson.

Zhang Yan also wanted to use this cooperation to allow him to have some contact with some of his family's business partners and clients. At least he should act like the young master of the Zhang family in public and not be as worldly-wise as other children.

It doesn’t matter whether Zhang Lingbei is willing to go home and inherit the family property. What matters is to choose a wife with high IQ and good looks, and give birth to a baby with high IQ and good looks to be Zhang Yan’s successor.

Zhang Yan always thought that Zhang Lingbei was lucky to be able to study in a 211 university. He looked like he had a low IQ and EQ. After being in the entertainment industry for so long, he was still as innocent as a child. Look at the children in Shengtian, who is not a smart person? Otherwise, he would not have failed to be selected and failed to form a group.

Netizens laughed at him, saying that the small compensation he received was not even enough to buy him a bag at home.

Not long after, Xiao Tang drove the car smoothly to the company.

As soon as the receptionist saw Zhang Yan's car arrived, she immediately pushed the electric wheelchair next to the car, or rather, she had been waiting there early in the morning.

At this time, Su Boding also got out of the passenger seat, helped Zhang Yan open the door, helped Zhang Yan sit on the wheelchair, and followed Zhang Yan into the company.

Xiao Tang felt that working with Su Boding also had its advantages. He didn't have to send his boss to his general manager's office. He turned around and drove into the basement, then went to the logistics department to watch short videos. That was all for today's work.

Another pleasant day.

Zhang Yan parked his wheelchair at the front desk and did not rush to take the elevator.

He watched the employees clocking in for work, and everyone was in a hurry. While watching the employees clocking in with facial recognition, he looked at the watch on his wrist. Many young people still came to work on time, five minutes before work, and they were holding breakfast bought on the roadside.

Everyone was terrified as the boss personally supervised the clocking in today, not knowing what he was inspecting. They were also glad that they walked quickly and were not late, but they hid their breakfast.

Although Zhang Yan was sitting there, he could see everyone's movements and expressions clearly.

Su Boding thought Zhang Yan was going to rectify the work discipline, but he didn't expect Zhang Yan to control the wheelchair and leave at the appointed time. Su Boding could only hurry to catch up.

He really didn't understand Zhang Yan's actions, but he didn't dare to ask blindly, for fear of saying something wrong. If it harmed the employees below, he would be a big sinner.

We are all workers, and Su Boding is at best a senior worker. We are all workers, so why should we make things difficult for them? It is not easy for everyone.

Su Boding decided that if Zhang Yan wanted to manage the work discipline later, he would help say a few good words.

According to Su Boding's observation, Zhang Yan was in a good mood recently. If they said a few nice words, he should be able to let them go.

Before Su Boding could figure out what words to use to persuade Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan spoke first. Judging from his expression, he was in a good mood.

"Let's buy a microwave in the pantry so they have a place to heat up their food."

Su Boding was very surprised. When did this boss go to study? He actually knew that the microwave oven could heat up food.

It's not that Su Boding looked down on Zhang Yan, this young master's common sense might be worse than that of an elementary school student. He had always been raised by the aunts at home, and had never done housework or even entered the kitchen.

Well, he might have seen some kitchen supplies when he was studying in the UK, but that was after he had bought food for half a year and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he forced a Chinese student who could cook to share the house with him.

Zhang Yan paid for the rent and food expenses, and the roommate only had to make sure Zhang Yan had meals every day.

Zhang Yan did go for further studies. That day, Lin Feng reminded him that he had to heat up his breakfast in the microwave before eating it, so he asked Xiao Zhu to heat up the meal for him.

Zhang Yan just listened to Lin Feng's advice and didn't overestimate his own abilities to heat up the food himself, because Xiao Zhu told him that tea eggs cannot be heated in the microwave. "Mr. Zhang, there is no microwave in our building. I will take your breakfast to the kitchen in the cafeteria to heat it up. I will wrap the tea eggs in a plastic bag and warm them in boiling water."

In fact, Xiao Zhu and his friends have always used heating cups to heat milk and steamed buns, but not larger foods. They also want a microwave, but they dare not ask for it, after all, many companies do not allow employees to eat during working hours, and we turn a blind eye to these things.

"Go ahead." The canteen should be fully equipped with kitchen utensils, and Zhang Yan did not make things difficult for Xiao Zhu. He waved his hand and let her figure it out on her own.

Zhang Yan felt that the working environment for employees could indeed be improved. When he got off work, he often saw employees still working overtime. He thought about how he used to rely on takeout to get through the long nights, and sometimes he would only eat a few bites when the food was cold.