I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Only by being there can you see the essence clearly.

No matter how the outside world criticizes the situation and how the owners who bought unfinished buildings are heartbroken, at least in Jiang Chen’s view, Hang Seng is still relatively stable.

I don’t know how much money these senior executives have spent through their concerted efforts, but at least they have stabilized the grassroots employees.

Grassroots employees are the foundation of an enterprise.

If the foundation is solid, the building will not collapse so easily.

So during the meal, Jiang Chen, the new owner who was about to take office, continued to affirm and praise the contributions of Hang Seng executives who were doing their best during this extraordinary period.

His attitude made the panicked executives feel at ease, and everything they did was within their responsibilities.

This is not empty talk.

Boss Geng’s lessons learned are clearly there.

If they don't "lose money and avoid disaster," I'm afraid most of these executives will have to follow in the footsteps of their former bosses and go in for re-education.

A super enterprise like Hang Seng Group can no longer be simply regarded as a company. It is almost equivalent to a small society.

Internal high-end restaurants, tea bars, gyms, entertainment rooms...all kinds of facilities are available.

There is even a swimming pool and spa center.

But that was all before.

After Geng Zhida took office, he adopted a series of drastic measures to reduce expenses and closed down many places. Even if Jiang Chen and his party were entertained, they would only be in the canteen.

After the dinner, Jiang Chen, who had become familiar with the senior executives of Hang Seng and had basically completed the purpose of today's trip, was about to call his sister to leave when Geng Zhida suddenly whispered: "Mr. Jiang, I want to talk to you alone."

Jiang Chen nodded.

The two left alone and entered the elevator.

Geng Zhida pressed the 33rd floor button.
"Ding."

The elevator doors closed.

The height gradually increases.

The vehicles and pedestrians beneath my feet became dwarfed.

"Mr. Geng, have you visited your father?"

Jiang Chen opened his mouth, his field of vision slowly broadening as he climbed higher.

Geng Zhida was caught off guard. He probably didn't expect that the other party would suddenly mention such an issue. He was silent for a moment and replied: "Of course."

"Your Majesty had a chance to turn back. Mr. Geng has made quite good achievements since he took charge. Whatever you can think of, your Majesty can definitely do it. If he doesn't make mistakes, maybe everything can be undone."

Geng Zhida looked outside the elevator and gradually sank into the city below.

"...Everyone understands the truth, but it is easier said than done. Man's greatest enemy is his inner desire."

at this point.

My family has been criticized by thousands of people and despised by everyone, so there is no need to hide it anymore.

"When you have a thousand dollars, you want ten thousand dollars, and when you become an emperor, you want to become an immortal. Mr. Geng is right, there is no limit to desire. If you can't tighten the reins of desire, you are destined to be swallowed up by desire in the end."

Geng Zhida turned his head.

This young man who was younger than him had a calm face.

"Ding."

The altitude stopped rising.

The elevator door opens.

"Boss Jiang, we're here."

Geng Zhida gathered his thoughts and made a gesture of invitation.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Jiang Chen realized that this floor was unusual. Not only did Geng Zhida have to swipe his card to get up, but what appeared in front of him was a metal-colored security door full of technology.

Geng Zhida stepped forward, raised his hand, and pressed it on the sensor beside the door.
The sensor lights up green.

Then the door opened to both sides.

Could it be a treasury?

Not really.

Even though many companies do have similar places for storing cash, Geng Zhida has no reason to take him to visit.

Moreover, where does Hang Seng Group still have surplus food?

"Mr. Jiang, please come in." Geng Zhida put down his hand and said sideways.

Jiang Chen calmly took steps forward.

When the two people entered, the security gate, which was probably built with a lot of money, was closed again.

The smell of air that hit his nostrils made Jiang Chen, who had just come in, understand that this was definitely not a treasury.

Because the banknotes don’t really smell good.

Before Jiang Chen could speak, Geng Zhida took the initiative to answer the question: "Mr. Jiang, this is the place where our Hengsheng Dance Troupe trains for performances."

Jiang Chen suddenly understood, and instantly understood where the teasing and teasing fragrance in the air came from.

"Mr. Jiang, the last time Commander Bai and I went to the Great Wall was not the right time. Today is just the right time."

The second son of the Geng family was indeed an honest man. Jiang Chen said at the time that he would just be polite next time, but he obviously took it to heart.

No wonder no one from the Great Wall was asked to come up with them. They were so meticulous.

Last time in the office, there was a Taoist sister present, and Bai Jie, the leader of the singing and dancing troupe, was wearing high heels, so the conditions were not immature. But at this moment, Jiang Chen was alone and careless. It seemed that he had no reason to refuse. He could completely calm down and do well. Get a glimpse of the mystery of the legendary Heng Seng Song and Dance Troupe.

"Mr. Jiang, this way."

The whole floor is occupied by the song and dance troupe, so you can imagine how big the area is.

Except for the faint fragrance floating in the air, so far, Jiang Chen has not glimpsed any members of the song and dance troupe, including the leader Bai Jiebai, who he has met once.

Arguably.

After the Hengsheng accident, the song and dance troupe should have been a "useless facility" that needed to be cut down, but for some reason, Geng Zhida kept it.

Perhaps it's because the singing and dancing troupe is a women's troupe, and like the executives of Hang Seng, they have a clear sense of justice, pay out of their own pockets, and share weal and woe with the company.

"Mr. Geng, let's forget it."

He is not pretending to be a gentleman. Even if the timing is right, Boss Jiang is a person with high moral standards.

Raise a group of beauties as tools to relax your body and mind.

Perhaps other entrepreneurs feel at ease.

But he does not pursue such enjoyment.

"Mr. Jiang, since we went to the Great Wall last time, Commander Bai has been making preparations since he came back. Mr. Jiang must not let down Commander Bai's wishes."

Geng Zhida is approachable, enthusiastic and sincere.

Not to mention women.

Men seem to be the same way.

The body is always more honest than the mouth.

Although he was refusing, Jiang Chen still followed the other person and continued walking, turning left and right, and finally came to a door.

of course.

This is definitely not a return of welcome.

It's just that the other person is so sincere and well-educated like him, it's really hard to refuse this intention.

"It's in there."

Security is tight outside, but when you come in, the door is wide open.

Each door seemed unlocked, and Geng Zhida reached out and pushed it open easily.

"Boss Jiang, please."

The matter has come to this, and it would be inappropriate to refuse any more. Just when Jiang Chen walked in, he found that Geng Zhida stopped at the door and did not follow him.

He turned back.

"Mr. Jiang, I won't interrupt you."

Geng Zhida actually didn't plan to accompany him.

Both of them were fine, and Boss Jiang still had a clear conscience, but he was alone...

Jiang Chen looked serious and immediately said: "Mr. Geng, you can't do it."

Geng Zhida didn't seem to hear anything, and the crack in the door slowly closed in Jiang Chen's sight.

(End of this chapter)