After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 697 The Ability to Know and Utilize People

Miyuki, experiencing her first hangover, slept longer and deeper than ever before.

The next morning, the alarm clock for work didn't wake her up, but it did wake up Lu Liang, who had just fallen asleep.

Perhaps feeling guilty, Lu Liang woke up, but couldn't fall back asleep, so he got up to prepare breakfast.

A spoonful of lard, a handful of noodles, a few greens, cooked into a bowl of clear soup noodles, with an extra fried egg added.

"Then you guys go ahead, I'll probably be going to Hong Kong tomorrow." Lu Liang received a phone call.

The quantization of magic squares has been completed, and Liang Wenhui is leading his team and equipment to Hong Kong to build a large AI model.

Lu Liang called again to inquire about Tang Caidie's work progress and learned that the license had been obtained and the venue had been rented.

"Mr. Lu, Director Chen Jiebin of the Financial Supervisory Commission would like to have a chat with you. When would you have time?" Tang Caidie asked.

The Hong Kong Monetary Authority was established in 1980. Prior to this, there were four exchanges in Hong Kong, each with complicated and different procedures, which deterred investors and prevented the market from expanding.

Thus, the Hong Kong Monetary Authority was established, and after several years of preparation and facilitation, the four major stock exchanges merged in 86.

Thus, Hong Kong's only stock exchange was established, opening a new chapter in Hong Kong's securities market.

The Hong Kong Monetary Authority (HKMA) has very great power, equivalent to the China Securities Regulatory Commission (CSRC) in mainland China, and can also perform some of the duties of the China Banking Regulatory Commission (CBRC).

Tianxing Quantitative Investments has established a presence in Hong Kong and enjoys numerous policy benefits, as well as a dedicated channel for large international funds.

However, there are some potential support policies that Lu Liang needs to discuss with their top leader personally.

"Then let's do it the day after tomorrow morning. Wenhui is planning to go there tomorrow, so we can all get together then."

As Lu Liang slurped his noodles and they talked, a loud commotion suddenly came from Meixue's boudoir.

He heard a string of Japanese words, but all he knew was that 'Okasan' meant mother.

"I'll hang up now. I'll arrive tomorrow at noon. Please arrange a time with Director Chen for me."

Lu Liang had just finished his call with Tang Caidie when Meixue's room door opened a crack.

She poked her messy, unkempt hair out, a few stray hairs swaying playfully on top of her head. Seeing that Lu Liang was no longer busy, she walked out of the room with a grin.

The pajamas looked like beggar's clothes on her; several buttons on the chest were undone, exposing most of her bare shoulders, and the pant legs were rolled up to her thighs, revealing her straight and slender legs.

Good morning, sir!

Miyuki strode along, shaking her clothes as she went.

She came up to Lu Liang, pulled her shoulders back, and shook off her trouser legs.

She looked around, her gaze finally drawn to the wall clock, and her mood suddenly plummeted: "Mom's gone?"

After a hangover, Miyuki woke up not as angry as she had been the night before. Thinking about it carefully, she realized that her mother wasn't wrong to want her own life.

After all, she's only 41 years old. There are several women in the company who are over 40, unmarried, childless, and still thinking about dating.

Her mother sees her and Lu Liang being all lovey-dovey every day; she shouldn't be so selfish as to keep her mother tied to her.

But Miyuki,

I still can't accept my mother's sudden departure.

Even forcibly waking her up and having breakfast together would be fine. Are you really in such a hurry to get rid of her?

"My wife left at 5:30, and I had the driver take her to the airport. She stayed with you before she left."

Upon hearing Lu Liang's words, Mei Xue's eyes lit up. She subconsciously touched her face and found that the foundation she had applied last night had disappeared.

She was secretly pleased, but then got angry and said, "Then why didn't she call me?"

"Let's eat breakfast, it's getting soggy."

Lu Liang wiped his mouth and patted Meixue's head: "I made this. I don't know if it suits your taste."

"Sir, you can even make breakfast! That's amazing!" Miyuki's big eyes sparkled, and her displeasure vanished.

"Delicious!" She ate like a little pig, slurping her food with exaggerated noises, which made Lu Liang feel a great sense of accomplishment.

This is a custom in Japan: people eat quietly, but when eating noodles, the louder the slurping, the more respect they show to the chef and the more they appreciate the chef's skills.

"Slow down, don't eat all the hair."

Lu Liang rested his chin on his hand, occasionally tucking stray strands of hair behind Meixue's ear.

He also talked about the future arrangements for Miyuki: "I have asked Wen Chao to transfer you to the Fuji TV acquisition project team. After the acquisition is completed, you will be promoted to a full-time position. Next, you will go to the audit department for rotation and directly participate in several important acquisition projects of the company."

"Although the workload will be heavy, I hope you can persevere and quickly familiarize yourself with the explicit and implicit rules of each department."

Last month, Lu Liang recruited Meixue into the company, and he repeatedly instructed Wen Chao to do the same.

Treat her like a regular intern; don't give her any special treatment, not even a little bit.

A qualified corporate manager must not only be familiar with the work content of each department, but also with the unspoken rules of each department, as well as the real power of some department leaders.

Just like Sato Yuya, who is only the section chief of a department with about ten people under his command, he doesn't even have the right to attend Wen Chao's meetings.

However, this seemingly ordinary position, simply because it controls the quota for recommending interns for permanent positions, allows it to engage in unethical practices against them.

If Miyuki can truly become Lu Liang's representative in Tokyo in the future, then after this incident, she will have a better understanding of how to handle personnel transfers.

While a manager's abilities are important, the ability to recognize and utilize talent is even more crucial.

“Sir, I can persevere, and I certainly won’t let you down.” Miyuki put down her chopsticks, her face serious.

Lu Liang smiled and said, "As for your section chief, we don't need to worry about him for now. He won't be able to cause trouble for long."

"By the way, if you have any drinking parties or dinner invitations in the future, just refuse if you don't want to go."

"Don't worry about not getting along with your colleagues. The workplace is not like school, and colleagues are not classmates." "Even if you spend a lot of time together and laugh and joke every day, you'll be like strangers once you leave the company."

"Besides, you're just here to familiarize yourself with the rules of these departments."

Lu Liang patiently shared his experience as someone who had been there before.

Recent graduates are most likely to become best friends or buddies with their colleagues because they are innocent, naive, and easy to talk to.

Little did they know that the only bond between colleagues was the company; once they left the company, the only remaining connection was usually to borrow money.

Miyuki listened attentively like a student, taking Lu Liang's words as the guiding principle for her future life.

One speaks, the other listens.

Time passes unconsciously.

"Sir, I'm going to work now."

Miyuki was reluctant to leave. She had overslept that morning and only asked her department head, Sato Yuya, for half a day off.

"We've already invited people for half the day, what else are we going to do this afternoon? Let's invite them all at once." Lu Liang looked out the window; the sun was shining brightly.

The sky was cloudless, and it was a rare good day. He planned to take Meixue out for a spring outing to relax.

"Then what excuse should I use?" Miyuki looked guilty, not because she was afraid of being blamed by Sato Yuya.

Just like when you're in school, even if you're seriously ill and your head is foggy, you still feel a strange sense of guilt when you ask the teacher for leave.

Lu Liang chuckled: "Girls are the easiest to ask for leave. They can just say they're on their period and not feeling well."

Following Lu Liang's advice, Miyuki called Sato Yuya, only to receive a vicious threat: "Ms. Sakurada, please remember, you are still in your internship period."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Lu Liang hung up the phone. He laughed and said, "Let's go, pack up, we're off to have some fun."

"OK."

at the same time,

Analysis Department, Market Department, Xingheng Investment.

Hearing the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Sato Yuya flew into a rage and cursed, "Baka..."

Before he could utter a curse, a figure appeared at his desk, standing ramrod straight, dressed in a suit and tie.

Sato Yuya looked up, quickly got up from his seat, and stood up straight like a primary school student: "President!"

Wen Chao hummed in agreement, tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, left a message, and went to his office: "Come with me."

Being docked six months' bonus is a minor issue; what's serious is leaving Lu Liang with the impression of poor management.

If a huge pit hadn't already been dug in front of him, Wen Chao would already be thinking of killing him.

Being busy with the acquisition of Fuji TV is not an excuse.

When the company president personally approached the section chief, the department immediately began to discuss the matter.

After all, this situation is either a great blessing or a great disaster.

More than a dozen staff members in the department hoped it would be the latter, while only two interns who had been subjected to unspoken rules hoped it would be the former.

If the leader falls from grace, they've been taken advantage of.

"Section Chief Sato, how long have you been with Xingheng?"

Wen Chao sat at his desk, his tone indifferent, flipping through Sato Yuya's files.

"Next month on the 15th will mark the first anniversary of our company's founding."

Sato Yuya smiled, but was as flustered as an old dog, immediately thinking that Sakurada Miyuki had complained about him.

"You're a veteran of the company." Wen Chao smiled. "The company has a very important project recently. I'll give you three days to hand over your work, and then you can go to the project's audit department. I'm looking forward to seeing how you perform."

Sato Yuya was overjoyed. He had heard about the project, which was said to involve more than a billion US dollars, and it was clearly a promotion for him.

He bowed deeply in gratitude: "Thank you, President Wen. I will certainly not let you down, and I will certainly not fail the company's expectations."

"Well, let's go out."

Wen Chao paused, then called out to Sato Yuya, "I heard you've been getting quite close to an intern. While the company doesn't have any explicit rules against office romances, it's not encouraged either."

Having spent over a year in Japan, he clearly understands the character of this nation and knows that a carrot-and-stick approach is necessary.

If you only give him carrots, who knows how big he'll get? You still need to give him a proper nudge to prevent him from developing even bolder ideas about Sakurada Miyuki.

Sato Yuya's expression tightened, and he quickly said, "President Wen, please believe me, there is absolutely no such thing."

Wen Chao chuckled: "That's for the best. Go out."

Sato Yuya bowed again to express his gratitude, and when he walked out of Wen Chao's office, he could not hide his excitement.

He walked with a brisk pace, returned to his department, clapped his hands, and coughed a few times: "I have something to announce to everyone."

Upon hearing the news of the transfer, the dozen or so people had different expressions, but they could only smile and offer their congratulations, urging each other to treat them to a meal.

“No problem, let’s meet at Snowflake Bar after get off work.” Sato Yuya felt elated.

Suddenly someone asked, "Section Chief, should we tell Miyuki-chan?"

Yuya Sato looked at Miyuki Sakurada's work and recalled her face, which resembled Akina Nakamori's.

Despite her reluctance, she suppressed her excitement: "Ignore her, she'll be fired when her internship ends."

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