Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

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In the capital, Mr. Wang stood in a familiar office, looking at the familiar furnishings here, watching the one standing next to each other, looking at his subordinates eagerly, a little bit as if they couldn't adapt to the world.

"I heard Old Chen said that in the past few months when I went abroad, everyone was very attentive, yes," he glanced over the faces of the men standing in the house.

Just such a move also made everyone very excited. This master, he has rarely seen most of them before.

"This is what we should do," everyone said.

Hearing this answer, Mr. Wang nodded. This long-lost feeling is really cool!

But he almost said, "Can't you speak more neatly, louder?"

In fact, in the past few months, he has been staying in the security department. Some of him are used to being uniform and masculine in everything.

"Old Chen, make an arrangement. Tomorrow noon, the restaurant will cook a few tables and have plenty of wine. Together, we will put everything down and have a good meal."

If it weren't for the moodiness of this one in front of you, some people would want to cut their ears. Is it true that what I heard?

When I found out that most of the people around me were quite suspicious, I naturally determined that there was no problem with my ears.

Is that the problem with President Wang?

In other words, in the past few months, he has not gone to Europe, America, but Southeast Asian countries that worship Buddhism, so his temperament has changed drastically?

At this time, President Wang added a little worriedly, "You tell them to do it according to the highest standards."

A local boss of yours knows how to use such methods to buy people's hearts, how could I be worse than you?

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away," Old Chen said somewhat happily.

Everyone was convinced that this matter was still true, and suddenly there were some inexplicable surprises, could it be said that this man has really changed his temper?

At the end of the previous year, the bonuses were naturally available, but let President Wang accompany everyone to eat. You can do it. Even many people who are full of hands and begging to come to do business do not have the qualifications to accompany them to dinner. Are we subordinates?

The highest standard, that is really a high standard. They hold banquets according to this standard a few times a year.

Since it is a high standard, it is naturally a high demand. They have never thought about it, and they actually have the time to enjoy such a standard.

President Wang saw their reactions in his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional. He didn't expect that such a cost-free method would really have such a good effect. I knew this before, and I should have done such a thing long ago.

Seeing him resting his head on the pillow, he looked like he really wanted to sleep, Lao Chen waved his hand, "Everyone, go down."

"Goodbye, President Wang." After they walked out of President Wang's office, they couldn't help but communicate with their eyes. This happiness was so sudden, it really made everyone unbelievable.

As soon as they passed the front corner, they couldn't help but talk.

Old Chen felt that Mr. Wang must have had a lot of thinking in the past few months, and he has really become mature. That's why he had such a performance that surprised himself.

If this is true, then the hardship of these months is worth it.

"Mr. Wang, these are the accounts for the past few months, you have reviewed it," he took out a small USB flash drive.

This is also an aspect of their advancing with the times. At this time, you still keep such accounts on paper, it is simply the rhythm of death. Therefore, the specific accounts will be copied to the USB every day.

It was the most powerful search. Turning this place upside down, it couldn't find anything useful.

"No," Mr. Wang waved his hand, "Just look at it,"

In the morning, he was still patrolling the factory area of ​​a broken factory according to the request of a big boss. Now he is calling Benro again. Mr. Wang felt a little dizzy.

He threw himself on the sofa, and remembered another thing, "Old Chen, you have been working hard these months. Such a big mess is all on you, and it is not easy for you. Tonight, Come and eat at home with me,"

Old Chen suddenly felt a little unbelievable.

You must know that before that, because he had informed Mr. Wang, he suddenly hated Mr. Wang. During the previous period, not only was he obviously very alienated from himself, but Mr. Chen also felt that when he looked at himself, his eyes were not hidden. Disgusting to live.

He knows very deeply that the one he is following now has no longevity in other aspects, but he is very long in holding grudges.

Therefore, when Lao Chen just handed over the USB flash drive, he was even ready to be scolded by President Wang, but now, not only did he not trouble himself, but also thanked himself for the first time, and even invited himself to him. Eat at home, is this true?

This happiness also came too suddenly, and Old Chen also felt a little dizzy.

But he still declined. It’s fine if you have this heart. "No, it’s not convenient for me to go tonight."

President Wang was taken aback, "My dad wants to talk to me about something?"

Old Chen nodded.

Mr. Wang thought for a while, too. With his own old man's temperament, he is now back. The previous matters should have been handled properly. Now, it is indeed time to clean up Feng Yiping.

"Then you also go back with me. Is there anything at home that needs to be hidden from you," Mr. Wang said again that made Old Chen feel warm.

Old Chen was so excited, he was about to say a few words, but President Wang suddenly became a little impatient, "Well, you go out, I want to be quiet for a while."

"Okay, if you need anything, you can call me anytime,"

President Wang had already closed his eyes at this time.

He only opened his eyes again when they were closed gently.

In the past few months, the question he had never clearly remembered had once again surfaced: Feng Yiping; shame.

So, now, it's time to settle the accounts.

He thought about it, he couldn't lie down, sat up with a rush, and walked around the office a little irritably.

He touched his face and remembered the hot pain again.

In fact, the pain is still secondary. Those two slaps are equivalent to stepping on the face, dignity, and savagery of their father and son. They also stepped on the ground in disdain.

So for a long time after that, Mr. Wang subconsciously made himself forget that scene, pretending that none of it had ever happened, and that his father and son could still be in front of others.

But when I heard that I was ready to deal with Feng Yiping, the scene edited by myself immediately emerged, and it was as fresh as it just happened.

Also, I was still doing the work of watching the door in the morning.

You let me look at the gate, you let me patrol with a dog at night, and you let me do such a lowly job for a few months!

"Feng Yiping," Mr. Wang shouted while gritting his teeth.

When he was watching the gates in Shenzhen before, he didn't seem to be him. It was a bit like a walking corpse who relied on his instincts. Once he returned to a place he was familiar with, he returned to his own territory, but it took a while to adapt, Mr. Wang. The original qualities of the body quickly returned.

Thinking of those who still work together in the morning, eat and drink together, he has only deep disgust.

"Old Chen," he called ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Mr. Wang, "Immediately, Old Chen with a smile on his face pushed in.

However, as soon as he saw Mr. Wang, he was stunned. Some of them couldn't tell, but from an intuitive point of view, there must be some changes.

"Let's go home now," Mr. Wang said. He couldn't wait to know how the old man was going to clean up Feng Yiping.

I didn't know what was going on, maybe it was an instinctive reaction. Old Chen immediately suppressed the smile on his face, picked up Mr. Wang's bag, and held the door respectfully to let him go first.

"Ms. Wang," "Ms. Wang," as soon as he came out, many people smiled and greeted Mr. Wang. They were not as sharp as Old Chen, and were immersed in the not only amiable, but also very human image that Mr. Wang showed before. in.

Mr. Wang walked past them with his head held high, and his high nostrils were a response to their warm greetings.

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