My Side Job is a Trader

The next day, Zhang Xin took a few portable lockboxes containing Xiaohuandan, because they were not for sale, so there were not so many fancy outer packaging, just a few jade bottles.

The two boarded the plane like ordinary passengers. Zhang Xin booked the first-class cabin in advance, so the two were warmly received by the stewardess.

Wei Zhiqiang looked around curiously, and Zhang Xin asked, "Has Mr. Wei never sat in first class before?"

Wei Zhiqiang replied: "Usually, I travel with the leaders above. They are basically special planes. I have taken ordinary civil aviation a few times, but they are all business class or economy class."

"According to your status, you should be able to arrange a first-class cabin, right?"

Wei Zhiqiang waved his hand and said, "Oh, don't talk about it. Although I am considered a figure in the eyes of ordinary people, the salary of our internal civil servants is not as high as ordinary people think. After removing various expenses, there is not much left. How can you be willing to fly first class, today is considered to have benefited from Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Xin is only skeptical about Wei Zhiqiang's words. After all, with Wei Zhiqiang's current status, the benefits and benefits will definitely not be too bad. It may be that they have internal requirements related to life style, so they can't behave too much in front of the people, so as not to make some Bad remarks.

Zhang Xin naturally wouldn't expose his cover-up, but Wei Zhiqiang asked back: "Mr. Zhang, you are a rich man now, why don't you have your own private jet? I heard that many rich men in China have bought private jets." .”

Zhang Xindao: "I am different from them. They are busy people who travel around the country and even abroad all day long, so it is more convenient to have a private jet that can take off at any time. I am an idler, so there is no need to travel around. The company It’s fine to leave it to the people below, unless they encounter something that they can’t make up their minds about, but I’d rather have a video call with them.”

This is also the reason why Zhang Xin seldom interacts with those so-called rich people. In Zhang Xin's view, those rich people who seem to be very busy all day are purely self-inflicted. There are many things that can be completely delegated to the relevant responsible people. People, but these rich people are very obsessed with power and are reluctant to let go of power, so the company will try to catch everything in person as much as possible, so they can't be free all year round and need to run around.

From here, we can also see the difference of Zhang Xin.

But other rich people can't learn from Zhang Xin, because delegating power to the people in charge means taking some risks.

If the ability of the person in charge is really not good, it will be a particularly bad thing. At least it will mess things up, and at worst it may implicate the entire company.

Moreover, decentralization also has certain requirements for the character of the person being delegated.

In China, there are often rumors of some professional managers trying to seize control of the company and achieve doves to occupy the magpie's nest. Therefore, basically all bosses are wary of professional managers. It is to prevent the occurrence of anti-customer-oriented phenomenon.

Zhang Xin is different. He possesses telepathy and can see a person's luck, good and evil, so at least the managers hired by Zhang Xin don't have any major problems in terms of character. As for ability, they can To achieve this step, no matter how poor the ability is, it will not be much worse, and it is more than enough to hold some management positions.

However, Wei Zhiqiang's words also gave Zhang Xin the idea of ​​buying a private jet. He is also the top richest man in the country. Buying a private jet is nothing at all. Although it may be rarely used, it can be used to travel at any time. Vacations, of course, can also be rented to the company. After all, some of the company's personnel often have business trips. Sometimes they can apply for the use of private jets to farther places, which can save a lot of time.

The flight from Shanghai to the capital was still very fast. After the plane landed, Zhang Xin put away his thoughts, carried the lockbox and followed Wei Zhiqiang off the plane, and then came to a special government car that had been waiting for a long time.

The driver in a neat suit greeted Wei Zhiqiang, and then opened the car door for them.

"Mr. Fang, is he still stable now?"

After getting in the car, Wei Zhiqiang asked.

While concentrating on driving, the driver replied: "Sir, his condition is very stable, but he is still in a coma. The doctor said that if he is still like this in another two or three days, then I'm afraid..."

Wei Zhiqiang said: "Well, I see, you can drive with peace of mind first."

Zhang Xin pondered in his heart: "Sure enough, there is a certain important person who is sick and urgently needs all kinds of medical treatment to save his life. It just so happens that Changsheng Technology is making a lot of noise during this time, so I asked myself to come here to see if I can save my life."

The car departed from the airport in the western suburbs and headed north directly. Zhang Xin was a little puzzled and asked, "Aren't we going to the city? Why are we going north?"

Wei Zhiqiang explained: "Mr. Fang has been recuperating in the Xiangshan Sanatorium in the northwest suburbs. Basically, many high-ranking officials will recuperate there when they are sick or old. After all, the environment there is indeed much better than that in the urban area."

Zhang Xin nodded. He had also heard of Xiangshan Mountain. It is said that it used to be a royal garden, and later some historical celebrities lived there.

When they arrived at the gate, the soldiers on guard came over and carefully checked and verified the identities of several people before they were released.

Zhang Xin glanced at the guards with live ammunition, and Wei Zhiqiang explained: "Because there are many dignified figures here, the higher-ups attach great importance to the safety of this place. Those are real soldiers, and there is a battalion of troops stationed nearby, just to to deal with emergencies."

Now Zhang Xin can confirm that Mr. Fang's identity is unusual, at least he is also a big shot at the national level.

The area of ​​Xiangshan is still very large, the car made many turns and turns, and finally stopped in front of a villa.

Maybe they heard the sound of the motor of the car, and several people came out of the room to welcome Zhang Xin and the others.

A middle-aged man in military uniform stepped forward and said, "Brother Wei, thank you for your hard work. Go ahead and have a drink and rest for a while."

Then he looked at Zhang Xin and said, "You are Zhang Xin, right? I heard that you guys came up with a panacea, and it caused a lot of noise on the Internet, and even alarmed us."

Zhang Xin reached out and shook his hand, but he didn't know the identity of this person.

Wei Zhiqiang took the initiative to introduce: "This is Fang Jianjun, who holds an important position in the army. You can call him Teacher Fang."

"Mr. Fang? Who is he and the Mr. Fang you are talking about?"

"He is my father."

Before Zhang Xin could finish speaking, Fang Jianjun answered his question.

At this time, the woman on the side said: "Everyone, hurry up and sit in the room, don't always stand outside, lest Boss Zhang think we don't know how to treat guests."

Wei Zhiqiang then introduced the identities of several other people. The woman who spoke just now was Fang Jianjun's wife, and the other pair were Fang Jianjun's younger brother and sister-in-law, both of whom were Mr. Fang's family members.