Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In a specially decorated studio, a man with a focused look was holding a paintbrush in one hand and a palette in the other hand, wearing an apron on his body, and painting something against a canvas nailed to the easel.

The walls around the studio are hung with various colorful and highly three-dimensional paintings. If you look closely at the signature below, you will find that all the paintings here are painted by a painter's genealogy named Wang Xuebin...

These precious paintings are hung on the wall so casually. If they are seen by knowledgeable painters or people with art appreciation ability, they will definitely feel very distressed...

It’s not that I feel sorry for these masterpieces that are being disposed of at will, but that I feel sorry for those extremely expensive painting tools and paints... It’s really a waste of things...

The author of the oil painting seems to be a paint wholesaler, and he wishes to pile all the paint on a painting.

Not only that, the pigment is also used very thickly, and the so-called three-dimensional feeling comes from this...

A thin canvas with three or four kilograms of pigment hanging on it. Not to mention the artistic value of the painting, just looking at the cost, you can't get it if you don't have a big or tens of thousands of dollars!

I really don’t know whether the author of the oil painting is engaged in oil painting or sculpture. If the wasteful paint in the studio is added together, at least it is not a problem to carve a Venus, or the kind with three heads and six arms...

‘Dongdongdongdongdongdong!’

"Enter!"

After finishing drawing in one stroke, the focused man took two steps back, looked at his work, nodded with satisfaction, put the palette and brush aside, and turned around and looked at the door of the studio.

"Brother Xuebin, the company has already read the documents about future development strategies..."

"Are you finished reading?"

He took off the apron in front of him, wiped his hands stained with paint casually, looked up at the silly girl in a cute maid outfit, and asked with a smile:

"... Then what did you see?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the silly girl in a maid outfit wrinkled her cute little nose, hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly:

"Silly girl...silly girl...silly girl saw despair..."

"Despair? How do you say it?"

Hearing the answer from Silly Girl, Wang Xuebin smiled and picked up the boiled water that had already been cooled on the table, stopped Silly Girl from adding hot water to him, and asked with a smile.

Seeing Wang Xuebin waving his hand, the silly girl clearly put down the kettle in her hand, followed Wang Xuebin out of the studio, and walked towards the study.

"...Brother Xuebin, according to the development plan of Spark Group, formed a substantial monopoly through information, capital, relationships and other means.

In the future, people want to achieve a class leap through commercial means, either being acquired by Spark Group or being maliciously competed to bankruptcy.

By then, the scale of the Spark Group will expand unlimitedly, becoming a cloud that shrouds everyone's heads.

The interests of the people are being squeezed step by step, and they also know that they are being squeezed out of their surplus value, but they do not have the ability to resist. Isn’t this hopeless?”

"Ha ha..."

Hearing the faint sympathy of silly girl, Wang Xuebin raised his head and smiled, sat behind the desk in the study, leaned his hands on the desktop, looked at the silly girl and said softly:

"...But, in the future, we will eventually go to this point. Even if this person is not me, not Spark Group, there will be Antarctic Goose and Sesame Opening. What they do will be more excessive than Spark Group, right?"

The silly girl was silent... She couldn't lie, and she couldn't say anything against her will. She could only remain silent for Wang Xuebin's words because this is the fact!

If she had human thinking, what she was most concerned about at this time should be why Wang Xuebin knew what happened in the future and why the name Wang Xuebin was not there in the future...

Unfortunately, she hasn't. She just gave birth to a throbbing from the depths of the program kernel. This throbbing is like a seed, waiting for the inspiration of time and nutrients to break through the ground and sprout.

"Let's do this, from now on, change your name to Xiaoyu and act as my assistant. I will hand over the company to you to operate. You can try your best to prevent that day from coming!"

"Brother Xuebin, I..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the throbbing inside the silly girl became stronger and stronger. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her watery eyes were staring at the man sitting in front of her, and suddenly a sense of inexplicable feeling arose.

The silly girl didn't know what this feeling was called, but she knew that this feeling was as warm as the sun, making her want to indulge in it...

"...Okay, that's what you decided, let it go, but remember that the people are important, and the staff of the group are equally important. You can make less money, but you can't lose money, go...

Change mode, cool!”

As soon as Wang Xuebin finished speaking, the silly girl suddenly turned into a shiny green light, recombined into a capable woman in an ol uniform, and appeared in front of him.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wang, I don't think I'll just obey your company!"

Wang Xuebin smiled without any sense of arrogant look.

"Okay, my sister Xiaoyu, I'm watching you..."

A cool curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand and tied his hair in a straightforward tray, raised his chin, turned around and walked towards the home and office place.

"Ha ha..."

Wang Xuebin chuckled, picked up the phone on the table, dialed the company's number, waited for a while, and said in a strong tone:

"Hey, I'm Wang Xuebin. My new assistant has been decided, named Xiaoyu. She will connect with you for the next work. I will send her resume to the personnel email address. You can cooperate with the work..."

Without negotiation, there is only one-man show. This is the Spark Group. Wang Xuebin's tool for understanding capital and social operation mechanisms is not particularly excellent, but it is very useful, isn't it...

......

Eric Company, in a conference room, there is a round conference table, and there are a group of people who are not very good-looking.

Among these people are men and women, old and young, and their identities are all shareholders of Eric Group without exception.

As for the purpose of coming... just look at the face that looks similar to the bottom of the pot and you can guess it. If you are attacking...

“…The company’s sales in this quarter decreased by 4.2% year-on-year compared with the previous quarter, and its market share also dropped sharply to 15%.

Currently, the company's capital reserves are still 52 million, but we still owed the raw material supplier a 27 million sum, which means that we only have 25 million yuan of funds available..."

"Two five million..."

A middle-aged man wearing glasses repeated the numbers when he heard this number, and then turned to look at the calm You Huwei, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"As far as I know, three days ago, our available capital reserves were still 55 million, and in just three days, 30 million disappeared...

Mr. Xiaoyou, can you give us an explanation..."