Chapter 388: Husband is the Best

nodded.This is my company, you can take a look at it when you have time. 。That night after he left, he left a business card for Tinglan. 。The business card had no job title, only the company name, h...Perhaps because of Shu Tinglan's upbringing, the two children were much more sensible and well-behaved than their peers. They went to sleep in their children's room as instructed. Although Shu Xiaohua looked at her parents with tearful eyes before bed, she didn't cry or fuss. She lay down obediently holding a stuffed animal.

Zhuo Yu'an couldn't bear to see his precious daughter cry, his heart was breaking. He held her tightly.

“Daddy, will you sleep with me” Make sure to at least lull her to sleep before leaving.

He was putting the children to sleep in their room, while Shu Tinglan went to the study to take a look at some client information. The first case he took on after the new year was a trademark infringement case. The client, Hong'er, is a well-known domestic small appliance manufacturer. Their flagship product, and the one that sold the best, was the Hong'er hair dryer. They have always taken the high-end route, with each hair dryer priced between 2000 and 5000 yuan.

During the Spring Festival, a female customer purchased a Huirong hair dryer through online shopping. During use, the hair dryer suddenly caught fire, burning half of the customer's hair and causing minor burns to her face and head. The customer then went to Huirong company demanding compensation and requiring them to take responsibility.

Hong'er company's products are subject to rigorous quality control at every stage, ensuring their safety and preventing fire hazards. Therefore, they disregarded the female customer's request, claiming she purchased counterfeit Hong'er products and refusing compensation.

Shu Tinglan first came into contact with this female customer. Her account on the lawyer's network is still checked every day, simple questions are delegated to Xiao Xin for answering, and slightly more difficult ones are personally answered by her.

After being rejected by Meng'er Company, this female customer, with singed hair and facial burns, didn't want to go out. She consulted a lawyer online and probably saw Shu Tinglan's professional photo—a woman who she felt could understand her—so she reached out online for advice.

Shu Tinglan is quick-witted at work. From the customer's experience, she saw that behind it was a case of intellectual property infringement and theft of Hong'er company's trademark by unscrupulous individuals who were maliciously exploiting it. This presented her with an opportunity, so she invited the customer to meet offline and became her proxy lawyer, using this as a way to contact Hong'er company.

Customers are not blown in by the wind; they are earned through keen eyesight and hard work. At this moment, her computer files are overflowing with information about the stores that female customers provided where they purchased counterfeit goods.

What she needs to do is compile a summary of specific sales figures so that she can communicate with Horl Company in a well-reasoned and informed manner.

Before the data was fully organized, Zhuo Yu'an coaxed the children back and urged her to sleep.

"It's only a little past nine, I'll sleep when I finish my work." She kept her head down and continued organizing the data.

Zhuo Yu'an leaned against the door, giving her a meaningful look.

"Oh, it's only a little past 9 I could get some more things done."

It was a double entendre, but knowing Shu Tinglan, he wasn't referring to doing more work. He meant something entirely inappropriate for children.

She immediately straightened her face and said...

“Cut it out, I need two hours. This data is important, I have a meeting with clients tomorrow.”

Zhuo Yunan was not an unreasonable person. Seeing her seriousness, he also held back what he wanted to do, walked to her side and glanced at her computer.

“What data”

"The sales records of consumers who purchased these items on those websites, I need to calculate the total amount. " She was at her wits' end. This counterfeit hairdryer that plagiarized Macro's design was being sold in several stores, she needed to find all those stores, then locate this particular hairdryer, and add up every transaction to get the final sales figure.

She just said that two hours would be too little, she's very thorough in her work and needs specific data, there can't be any omissions, so everything needs to be counted. It might take all night.

Zhuo Yu'an asked her unbelievably, "You calculate one by one with your hand"

"Otherwise I don't have access to their backend data."

"Get out of here." He was standing beside her desk now, shoving her aside. He was going to be the death of her.

"What are you doing" Shu Tinglan, though confused, obediently sat in the vacant seat next to him, yielding her place.

"Send me the specifications of this counterfeit product. I grabbed them from a shopping website and can calculate sales volume directly." What era is this Still counting one by one manually I can't understand her way of thinking as a humanities major.

He couldn't help but tap her head lightly, feigning concern: "You're not that unintelligent, are you"

"Oh." Shu Tinglan obediently sent him the relevant information.

He was intently staring at the computer screen, furiously typing lines of code on the keyboard. After about ten minutes, the data she had just been flipping through page by page instantly appeared in a clear list on the table.

She couldn't believe it. She looked at the table again. Not only did it list the total amount, but it also detailed how many of each model were sold by each store.

He finished the work in ten minutes, which was supposed to keep him busy all night. He couldn't help but be happy and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you, honey. You’re the best.”

A single "husband," and Zhuo Yu'an's heart softened. She usually called him by his name, or even just his surname, and sometimes when she was unhappy, she wouldn't even say his name at all. She only called him "husband" when she was particularly happy, or late at night doing certain things.

So, the common terms for a husband and wife, they held a deeper meaning for him. He smiled...

“There's more to your husband than just this,” she said, her words hinting at something else. With a quick bend, she scooped him up and carried him back to the bedroom.

"Let me save the data first," she said, struggling to get down. Work always came first.

"Saved."

"I'm going to shut down my computer."

"There's no need to close it."

Alright, seeing that he did a great job today, I'll just let him be. Besides, from Friday to Sunday, three days at Lin Zhiyao's house, she also missed him a little bit.

He's going to have to make up for three nights apart.

As you can imagine, although I went back to my bedroom after 9:30, the ghost knows the exact time I fell asleep.

Shu Tinglan only knew that when he went to the law firm the next day, he was still a little tired and hadn't slept enough. What was even more unfortunate was that he ran into Lan Xiaoshan again in the elevator.

Lan Xiaoshan looked as though he hadn't slept well last night. As they rode the elevator up together, he could be seen yawning from time to time, though he turned his body away and tried his best to hold back, not wanting his subordinates to see that he was exhausted.

Shutinglan was also a little sleepy, yawning from time to time. In the elevator, there were mirrors on all sides except for the front and back. Both of them originally wanted to avoid their colleagues and go in different directions, but as a result, one went left and the other right, and the mirror reflected each other yawning... It was an awkward and embarrassing scene.

Lan Xiaoshan: "Lawyer Shu, didn't you get a good night's sleep last night"

She hurriedly replied, "I didn't go to sleep until late last night looking for information. I have a meeting with clients this morning."

With a calm face, an unfluttering heart, and no guilt, in front of the boss, one naturally presents a positive and hardworking image.ne of his strong and powerful muscles. The exposed wrists and arm bones looked cold and intimidating. His hand was gripping Zhao Tingxing's lifeline at this moment.His hand suddenly tightened, pulling...