Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 232 Boss He, please don't have children in the future

"What is that? Is it useful? Is it lifelong?"

Boss Zhao's eyes lit up when he heard this. It was obvious that this was the real deal for him.

And we can't say that what he said is wrong. After all, the company is there to make money. If they can really develop this kind of drug, the profit will probably be no less than that of penicillin.

This is a serious matter.

"If you fart again, I will extract your soul and feed it to the Dementors. Do you believe it?"

"Hey, look at you, what are you doing? You're so angry even when I'm talking." Boss Zhao saw He Songling's attitude and quickly changed the subject: "If you're like this, I'll introduce you to the best fruit plate in the city later."

"It's a word."

He Songling nodded, "Then let's talk about another important matter now."

"No problem. You've made quite a stir in the alien circle in the past few months. Since we heard the news, we have sorted out the company's development, current situation and financial reports, and are waiting for you to review them."

Boss Zhao nodded and said, "I just didn't expect that you didn't go back to Fujian, but came to me directly in Sichuan. I am setting up some industries in Sichuan to provide a factory base for the company."

"Good job, Old Zhao. You have good vision." He Songling looked at him in surprise.

In the near future, China will fall. At that time, if the cities in the eastern coastal areas retain the bases of the Ni Sheng Group, they will definitely not be able to be saved. The best result will be that they will be blown up and destroyed together. The undesirable result will be that they will be directly robbed by the Japanese.

Directly aid the enemy.

But it is different in the southwest hinterland. When the bald man is beaten and flees to the "secondary capital", this place will be the safest area in the whole Lao Zhong.

Although it is not absolutely safe, with their capabilities, they can at least ensure that the factory will not fall into the hands of the Japanese.

He had originally planned to explain this matter when convening the shareholders' meeting, but he didn't expect that Boss Zhao had already done so.

It seems that the original certification + Brother Dongshan's recommendation are indeed good. Boss Zhao is indeed a talent.

"Hehe, there's nothing we can do. Given the current situation, we can only hide and escape."

Boss Zhao laughed, then sighed: "Alas, the road ahead in our country is not easy. The five thousand year old clock was beaten into a cowardly rat. I feel so bad..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Back then, the Empress Dowager of the Qing Dynasty fled with the Emperor. Who do you think you are? What's wrong with running away? There's nothing shameful about running away. The key is whether you can fight back."

He Songling glanced at Boss Zhao and said, "Besides, with your appearance...you are blasphemous when you say such things. What is the current situation and future of our old Zhong? You, a wretched middle-aged greasy man who has eaten half a fruit, say it out loud. I am ashamed for you."

"Then you blame me?" Boss Zhao was also a cunning man. He spread his hands and acted like a non-stick pan:
"I was eating my fruit plate just fine, and you suddenly barged in and controlled me. I can't move at all now. I want to clean myself and put on my clothes, but you let me? Humph, alien, aliens are so great?"

"Sorry, Yi Ren is really amazing." He Songling waved his hand, and the curtains on the bed turned into a suit, and he flew in front of Boss Zhao. He pointed at Boss Zhao and said, "Clean it up."

A faint light flashed by, and Boss Zhao was surprised to find that the juice and mucus on his body that were produced by the intense exercise with the fruits were completely cleaned up, as if he had just taken a shower. The black qi on his body disappeared, and Boss Zhao fell to the ground, pulled the suit in front of him and put it on, finally regaining his human appearance.

"It just so happens that the construction of the factory here is almost done. Wait for me for two more days. I'll have explained everything to you and we can go back together. You've been in seclusion for so many years and haven't paid any attention to the company's affairs. I guess it'll take me a while to introduce you to the company."

There was some complaint in Boss Zhao's tone.

No matter how powerful these people are in the Ni Sheng Group, they are still employees or small shareholders. The real controller will always be He Songling.

Facing shareholders from both the UK and the US, they are under a lot of pressure. Fortunately, Wall Street vampires want money, and everything is for making money. Over the years, there have not been many disagreements between them.

Whenever there was an irreconcilable conflict, Boss Zhao and Dongshan would just ask, "Go to He Songling. Which side do you think Chairman He will support?" This would often calm Joseph and the others.

Of course, it's not 100%. There's nothing we can do about it. In the adult world, it's all about the art of compromise. As long as we can make money and not slow down the progress of drug research and development and sales, that's enough.

"What's there to be afraid of? I established a modern company so that I could use the system to make the company run. If the founder is gone, the company will fall into decline, and it will be no different from the Qing Dynasty."

He Songling said confidently: "After all this effort, if I can't even be a hands-off manager, I might as well just close the company."

"Okay, okay, you're the boss, I'll listen to you." Boss Zhao said helplessly: "What's the matter, are you in Tang Sect or somewhere else?"

"I just came out of Zhuge's house and accompanied my junior brother back home."

"Ah? The Zhuge family is your junior brother's family?" Boss Zhao didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. He scratched his head and said, "I confiscated a lot of old wood, antique calligraphy and heirlooms from them last night. Should I give them some back?"

"What else? Let's talk business. Besides, they suddenly came to you to sell for money, which was originally for me to beat them up."

He Songling's words made Boss Zhao look sideways: "Boss He, are we gangsters? We smashed and robbed people and forced them to pay compensation, forced them to sell their property at a low price, and then sold it to us, and then used the money from the low sale to compensate you? You've taken advantage of them twice!"

Boss Zhao has been doing business for so many years, and he has seen bad people before. He has dealt with all kinds of bandits, robbers, and even all kinds of people in the circle of strange people. Later, since he joined the Ni Sheng Group, he has been dealing with European and American capitalists and the corrupt officials under the bald man. He has seen a lot of bad people.

But to be honest, compared with He Songling, these people are all good people.

"Tsk, who asked them to recruit me? Besides, who said I was a bad guy? If you don't believe me, go to the Zhuge family and ask. They will thank me." He Songling said unconvinced.

"Boss, please remember this: don't have children in the future. I'm afraid they won't have an anus." Boss Zhao really wanted to shoot He Songling in the head with a pistol.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. His family may come with my note in a while and ask someone to make arrangements for them. I have explained clearly what I promised them and what they should do. You don't have to take care of the rest, right?"

"Of course." Although Boss Zhao is not good at refining Qi nowadays, his status and power are much higher than most extraordinary people, and he is not required to take action for every small matter.

"That's fine."

Three days later, He Songling grabbed Boss Zhao and rushed back to the Ni Sheng Group.

(End of this chapter)