Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

"Director Jiang." Zhang Zhifeng caught up with Jiang Xiaobai at the door.

Jiang Xiaobai looked back at Zhang Zhifeng and stopped, turned around and asked doubtfully: "President Zhang, is there anything else?"

"It's okay. I just wanted to say sorry to Director Jiang. I didn't expect Liu Chuanqi to cause such a thing." Zhang Zhifeng said with a wry smile.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled: "There is no need for President Zhang to be like this. If I want to say sorry, I should be the one to say sorry to President Zhang.

I messed up a good annual meeting, President Zhang, please don't take it personally. "

Jiang Xiaobai felt a little emotional in his heart. He was worthy of being an official. He spoke and acted impeccably. Today's annual meeting ended up being unhappy because of him.

Zhang Zhifeng didn't say that he hated himself in his heart, at least he had to complain, but he still came out and apologized to himself.

If people do this, what else can Jiang Xiaobai say.

"What's going on? It's mainly because I'm usually busy with work in agriculture, and I've neglected to take care of the association..."

The two of them were polite at the door for a while, and made an appointment to have dinner together another day, then got in the car and left.

The atmosphere of the annual meeting on the second day was much more deserted than on the first day, because Jiang Xiaobai did not come. Although Liu Chuanqi appeared, his expression was not very good.

Fortunately, at the end of the afternoon, Zhang Zhifeng arrived, and the atmosphere became a bit more lively.

In Jiang Xiaobai's office, Shi Sheng, Song Xin, and Sun Jianyun came again.

In two days, the handover has basically been completed.

"Okay, Mr. Shi, you and Director Sun go and do your work first. Mr. Song and I will have a few words alone," Jiang Xiaobai said.

Shi Sheng nodded and took Sun Jianyun down.

Song Xin and Jiang Xiaobai were the only two people left in the office.

Jiang Xiaobai had a severe attack yesterday. In addition to Zhao Xiaojin's incident, it was also related to the fact that Song Xin was leaving and was in a bad mood.

"When are you leaving?" After a long silence, Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Tomorrow." Song Xin said, with a trace of reluctance on her face. After all, she had been with Huaqing Holdings Company for ten years.

Ten years of youth can never be said to be put down as soon as they are let go.

"So anxious?" Jiang Xiaobai frowned.

"The handover is over, so I won't miss you anymore, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to leave." Song Xin said with a smile, her hand unconsciously touching her lower abdomen, but she put it down as soon as she raised her hand.

"Are you still reluctant to leave? You are reluctant to leave." Jiang Xiaobai muttered with a dark face.

Then he said: "Well, let me make arrangements tonight and let the company's senior management see you off..."

Song Xin shook her head and said: "Forget it, I don't like this kind of lively scene now, and it has no meaning, except to add a little more sadness out of thin air.

Besides, I will come back in the future, just give myself a vacation and rest for two years. "

As Song Xin said, Jiang Xiaobai always felt weird, but that's not to say that this statement was untenable.

If this were left to future generations, after earning enough money, of course they would yearn for distant places and poetry.

The world is so big, I want to see it, there is no problem at all.

But this is in this day and age, people only know how to work, and where do they know about rest and travel?

It would be nice to have enough to eat, but Song Xin's idea was a bit too avant-garde.

"Where is Xinyi?" Jiang Xiaobai asked tentatively.

"Forget it, I'm gone. Let's talk about it when we have time to come back," Song Xin said.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, "I will keep the company's shares for you for five years."

Song Xin was stunned. The shares were reserved for five years, but Jiang Xiaobai was able to do this.

According to Jiang Xiaobai's temper and usual way of doing things, if you leave, you will be liquidated at a 30% premium to the market value.

But keeping it for yourself for five years is equivalent to increasing value all the time.

Of course, what Jiang Xiaobai did was not in line with the rules, but this was how Jiang Xiaobai always behaved at Huaqing Holdings Company.

The same thing happened when Song Weiguo left. He took away more than 10 million, but if he was allowed to retain 5% of the shares for five years.

Now it's probably no problem to double it tenfold.

So Song Xin felt extremely satisfied. If Jiang Xiaobai knew what she was like, why she left, and kept the shares for herself, that would be okay.

But now Jiang Xiaobai knew nothing and was willing to keep the shares for herself, which moved her.

"The position of shareholder is reserved for you. You can come back whenever you want." Jiang Xiaobai said helplessly.

"Well, okay." Song Xin had a smile on her face, leaned slightly closer to Jiang Xiaobai and asked, "Why are you so nice to me?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked a little embarrassed, leaned back and said: "Look, you have been working as a cow and a horse for me for ten years. There is no credit but hard work..."

"You're going to die." Song Xin cursed with a dark face, then got up and walked outside.

When he reached the door, he stopped and said without looking back, "I'll treat you to dinner at the Meiyuan Restaurant at six o'clock in the evening."

"Ah, aren't you afraid that it will only make you sad?" Jiang Xiaobai asked in a daze.

"Love is coming or not." Song Xin closed the door and left.

After such a fuss, Jiang Xiaobai's mood became much brighter.

However, after Song Xin's incident, if other people leave Huaqing Holdings, at least retire, it will be difficult to liquidate other people's shares.

But it's about time. When Song Weiguo left in the first place, it was because Song Weiguo had made a choice because of the construction of Huaqing Building, and he had to do something on his own after leaving, even if he didn't have money.

That's why it was converted into money. In the future, people like Shi Sheng who worked until they retired would still retain their shares, but stipulations had to be made that these shares could only be distributed as dividends and could no longer participate in the company's operations, nor did they have other rights as shareholders.

Jiang Xiaobai worked in the office for a while. Seeing that it was five-fifty, he got up, packed up, and walked towards Meiyuan Restaurant.

There was already a service station waiting at the door. Without Jiang Xiaobai opening her mouth, she said that Mr. Song was waiting and took Jiang Xiaobai inside.

At the door of the private room, the waiter stopped and Jiang Xiaobai pushed the door open himself.

Song Xin put her black and shiny hair casually on the back of her head and wore a beige V-neck sweater.

The snow-white and slender neck was exposed. Maybe because the temperature in the room was a little high, it looked a little white and rosy, which added a bit of charm.

The tight-fitting sweater highlights your beautiful figure and makes people feel excited just by looking at it.

Not to mention, that charming face, as if time has not left any traces on it.

At this time, she was concentrating on making tea. The refreshing tea soup was flowing, coupled with the dim yellow light.

It seems to form a beautiful picture, and people can't bear to go in and ruin this scene.