I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

Young Master Geng is undoubtedly a person who knows the general situation and knows how to advance and retreat.

But it seemed like he had no choice.

After seeing off the two guests, Jiang Chen looked at Duanmu Liuli, who was sitting on his boss's chair.

"finish watching?"

People with pure souls like Taoist Duanmu should talk to the great souls of mankind.

Therefore, what Jiang Chen prepared for her were all world famous books that were destined to be passed down in human civilization. What she read today was "Crime and Punishment", the full text - 43 words.

It's not that Jiang Chen doesn't know that the other person is talented, but if his reading speed is really that good, then the next reading list may have to be adjusted appropriately.

The number of words in world famous books is still not enough. Should we prepare some online novels about Chinese specialties for Taoist Duanmu?There are several million words at every turn, and some even reach the appalling [-] million-word level, which should be able to meet her reading needs.

However, compared with classics, online novels have a shortcoming: good and bad are mixed, and the good and the bad are mixed. However, Taoist Duanmu has a pure mind, which makes people inevitably worry that they will be led astray.

Jiang Chen felt that the other party would change his attention after reading the book, but unexpectedly Duanmu Liuli shook his head.

If you haven't finished reading, why are you staring at him and the guests?
Jiang Chen was surprised.

He just thoughtfully prepared books for the other party to pass the time so as not to get bored, but he neglected one thing.

The power of books is unimaginable.

The book has its own house of gold, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu.

Sometimes, it is impossible for a small and narrow individual to understand the whole world, so books come into being.

Duanmu Taoist priest seems to stay in the office every day without leaving home or contacting people, but in fact, the lines of text in the book invisibly increase her "knowledge" exponentially as time goes by.

of course.

Surprise to surprise.

Jiang Chen didn't think much about it. After all, he was just having a serious business negotiation and he had a clear conscience.

"Let's go sit with your senior sister."

Although they have reconciled, it is still necessary to be more practical when bringing Taoist aunt sister with you, and do not expect her to help with the marriage, but with a third party, there is always a buffer.

It is undeniable.

Boss Jiang is now more calm and thoughtful in his conduct and work.

"Geng Zhida, the second young master of the Geng family, came here just now."

Taking Taoist sister into Lan Peizhi's office, Jiang Chen smiled and said, "He is different from what I imagined."

"It's different."

"He made me feel like a harmless, frightened child."

Such an evaluation of the second son of the Geng family.

What a shameless statement.

But society is a pyramid.

No matter how unattainable the person is, there are still people looking down into the clouds.

"That means his purpose of coming today has been achieved."

With that said, Lampezhi threw a document over.

"Shua..." Jiang Chen caught it steadily and lowered his head to read through, "What is this?"

"The internal organizational structure of Hang Seng Group and the list of departments recommended for rectification and elimination."

Jiang Chen raised his head.

"I am not familiar with Hang Seng Group."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen instantly understood that this confidential document was written by Cao Jinse.

This is the benefit of choosing a good partner.

Peace of mind and effort.

"Just now I also asked Geng Zhida to give me a list of names that can be kept."

Jiang Chen said while flipping through the pages.

As a leading real estate company, Hang Seng Group is so large that it can be imagined that it is like a large tree with intertwined roots and dense vines and branches. Perhaps this is why it is still standing upright after such a big thunderstorm. Fall down.

Trillions of holes are certainly terrifying.

But if this big tree really falls down, the dust it raises may affect more than one trillion people.

"Are you planning to keep Geng Zhida?"

Chatting between smart people is easy and hassle-free.

Jiang Chen flipped through the files, "After all, Hang Seng Group was created by the Geng family. No one knows it better than the Geng family. If we want to complete the merger smoothly, we need someone like Geng Zhida."

Lampe was noncommittal.

Although the Geng family is crazy and guilty, Jiang Chen's words still make sense.

Merging a company is not just as simple as spending money to buy it. The acquisition is just the beginning, and what is more important is the subsequent stability and operation.

At least for now.

There is indeed a need for such a link between the Great Wall and Hang Seng. As for whether to "burn the bridge across the river" or "kill the donkey" after the Hang Seng Group is completely digested, it is very easy, and we can think about it at that time.

"If the list he gave me is roughly consistent with this, we might as well give him a chance to redeem himself."

Jiang Chen flipped through it for a while. He didn't know whether it was a mistake or a lack of marking at all. He didn't see the name "Heng Seng Song and Dance Ensemble" in the proposed implementation plan.

It may be that Cao Jinse did not regard this literary and art group as the organizational cell of the Hang Seng Group.

"I'll take it back and take a look."

Jiang Chen raised his head.

Since there was no mark on it, of course he wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.

Looking back, I saw Taoist Sister already sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Without disturbing him, Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze, smiled at Lan Peizhi and said, "I'm going back first."

Immediately he took the documents and left the office.

Lan Peizhi was about to go back to work when Duanmu Liuli, who seemed to be concentrating on reading, raised his head and called out: "Senior sister."

Lan Peizhi looked.

Perhaps only when facing this junior sister, this Blood Guanyin will show her feminine side, even if it is very slight.

"What's wrong."

"I want to go back."

go back?

Go back to that mountain?

But it is also understandable.

Although the mountain was desolate and dilapidated, it was still her home.

There is no child who misses home.

Her trip down the mountain wasn't too short this time.

Lan Peizhi was silent for a moment and whispered softly, "Your master has not asked you a question. He should be very comfortable now."

Duanmu Liuli didn't speak, just lowered his eyelids.

Seeing this, Lan Peizhi realized that she must have thought wrong.

The junior sister's sudden mention of returning to the mountain was probably not due to homesickness.

"Why do you want to go back to the mountain suddenly?"

When sisters and brothers are together, there is no need for intrigue.

Lan Peizhi's inquiry hit the nail on the head.This question is not redundant.

This kind of lifestyle may be quite boring for anyone, but she is Duanmu Liuli.

"I seem to have influenced him."

Influence?

Of course Lan Peizhi knew who this "he" was referring to.

Although the junior sister has a strong adaptability and can accept any living environment, and she is not particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even if she eats a lot, she can eat steamed buns, but don't forget that no matter how extraordinary she is, she is still a living person.

are people.

There will be self-esteem.

"Did he say something to you?"

Lan Peizhi Ning's brows gradually knitted together.

Of course, the Taoist sister's heart is like glass, flawless and unblemished, and it is impossible for her to have any hidden agenda.

But even as a slightly sensible child, I'm afraid he doesn't want to be a burden to others.

----

“It’s hard to imagine how grand this place must have once been.”

Scenic spots burned to the ground by the invaders.

The woman who was a guest in a foreign country couldn't help but murmur when she looked at the ruins left behind.

A broken mirror is hard to round.

Some things, no matter how hard you repair them, can never be restored to their original appearance.

This humiliating and painful history cannot be forgotten by any son or daughter of China, but when such emotion came out of this woman's mouth, it was extremely strange.

of course.

Not because she was a foreigner.

But among those shameless robbers in the past, there were her ancestors.

However, China is a country of etiquette, loves peace, and will not be lost in the hatred of history. Therefore, Song Chaoge who accompanied him showed the broad mind of a great country and said calmly: "Maybe it is because of such relics everywhere. It constantly inspires us not to forget the past and work hard.”

That is nice.

In the past, he always liked to wear a pair of mediocre black-rimmed glasses to hide his temperament, but I don't know when he started to stop pretending.

The woman next to him seemed to feel the same way and nodded. She spoke Chinese dialect even more fluently than the locals.

"Not only China, but we also need to remember history and not repeat the same mistakes and let the tragedy happen again."

In the pleasant park, the two walked side by side, harmoniously and harmoniously, but they didn't know whether the history they talked about had the same meaning.

"Thank you Ms. Fujiwara for your strong support for the development of China. On behalf of millions of riders in China, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Ms. Fujiwara."

Miss Fujiwara, who was respected by Song Chaoge, giggled, her charm was more touching than the gurgling water in the lake.

"Mr. Song is exaggerating. The little girl deserves such praise. The investment in Kangaroo is just to protect herself."

The woman around him is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime beauty, but Song Chaoge is obviously not a womanizer. He smiled tepidly and said, "Miss Fujiwara is serious. Although the Great Wall Group is developing rapidly, I don't think it can be achieved in a short time." Threat to hippos."

The general public does not know the ownership structure of Hippo, so how could he not understand it.

It may be an exaggeration to say that the Hippo Group is a foreign enterprise, but it is undeniable that the Japanese consortium represented by the family behind the woman is indeed the major shareholder of the Hippo Group.

of course.

Song Chaoge himself is also one of the shareholders of Hippo, but his share is obviously not comparable to that of the other party.

So in a way.

The two of them can be regarded as partners, or in other words, a community of interests.

"I wonder what factors led Mr. Song to make his judgment?"

The Fujiwara woman tilted her head, her expression was delicate and cunning, and her plump lips shed a moist and gorgeous luster in the light.

"I know several directors of the Great Wall Group. As a compatriot, I admire their ideas, but at the same time, I also think that their ideas are too naive and divorced from reality. Their current practice is to drag themselves and companies in the same industry. Getting into the quagmire, to use an old saying in China, is to harm others but not yourself. It is right to seek the welfare of grassroots workers, but the interests of enterprises must be taken into account, otherwise the enterprises will fail and the workers will be destined to be displaced."

Song Chaoge was unhurried and his analysis from a high level was reasonable and reasonable.

Viewing problems from different heights will naturally lead to different perspectives.

"Under normal circumstances, Mr. Song's judgment is correct, and I very much agree with it. Even if Great Wall Group can defeat Kangaroo, the originally stable industry rules have been completely destroyed. With such a huge number of employees, coupled with extraordinary welfare benefits , no one company can bear it alone, so all Great Wall can do is to cut benefits. At that time, its scolding will probably be even louder than the kangaroos now."

"Miss Fujiwara knows everything..."

"Mr. Song, everything I just stated is based on the premise that it is a normal situation. I'm afraid there is a certain deviation in your assessment of the Great Wall Group."

"The main shareholder of Great Wall, Mr. Cao of Jiuding, and I have known each other since we were children..."

"Does Mr. Song know that the Great Wall is currently planning another big project?"

Song Chaoge turned his head and looked at each other. He did not pretend to understand, and said humbly: "Please ask Miss Fujiwara to clear up the confusion."

Miss Fujiwara looked ahead, with willow trees on both sides of the lake embankment, "Great Wall Group is preparing to acquire Hang Seng Group."

Although he knew that the other party could not be innocent, when he heard the news, even if it was Song Chaoge, his pupils could not help but shrink.

"impossible."

He blurted out.

Yes.

Hang Seng Group has trillions of debts, and everyone avoids it. Anyone with a normal IQ will definitely find it ridiculous.

"Actually, like Mr. Song, I found it unbelievable when I learned the news, but that's the fact. With the help of China's top executives, Great Wall Group and Hang Seng Group have reached a consensus. This acquisition or merger will be yours. When I am chatting at this moment, it should be going on unknown to anyone."

Song Chaoge's expression changed again and again. Considering his level, he showed such an obvious emotional reaction. You can imagine how much he was shocked inside.

"...Miss Fujiwara, I still can't believe it."

The woman who broke the shocking news smiled.

"It doesn't matter. As Mr. Song, it is not difficult to confirm whether the news is true or false. The little lady also hopes that the news is false."

Song Chaoge's eyes fluctuated, and his thoughts were extremely confused for a moment.

"...Why did they acquire Hang Seng Group?"

Not to mention where such huge funds came from.

The essential.

The purpose?
Miss Fujiwara shook her head, "I still can't figure it out until now."

She looked at the man next to her who was extremely valuable in this country, "Didn't Mr. Song and Mr. Cao know each other since childhood? Why don't you go and ask?"

What a cold black humor.

Song Chaoge was silent.

Miss Fujiwara sighed quietly.

"Mr. Song, we can't understand it. Maybe they are not the same people as us."

Song Chaoge was noncommittal, as if he had come to his senses.

"Where did Miss Fujiwara hear this news?"

indeed.

Such earth-shattering news.

It is impossible to spread any rumors before it is completely confirmed.

Even he didn't receive any rumors. How did the other party, a Japanese, know about it?
"I forgot to tell Mr. Song."

Miss Fujiwara pursed her lips and smiled, which instantly covered the surrounding scenery.

"Actually, I'm quite familiar with a certain director of Great Wall." (End of Chapter)