The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Goldmund has been in a bad mood the last few days, or rather bad. And he has been living in anxiety, because he thought it was impossible to see the person in this life-Matthew.

He walked into the Automobile Association grandly and sat in the office. When he saw Matthew the first day, Goldmund thought he had seen a ghost.

But it turns out that there are no ghosts in this world, so he saw Matthew coming to work for a week. And as shocked as he was some old members of the Automobile Association.

It has only been less than a year since Matthew was cleared out of the Automobile Association. It is impossible for the Automobile Association to have too many personnel changes in such a short period of time. Therefore, on the first day, many people looked at Matthew in the same dumbfounded way as Goldmund.

But unlike Goldmund, he felt sick every day when he saw Matthew coming to work. While the others were stunned for a short time, they stood aside and watched the scene with a smile on their faces, as if they were watching the excitement.

It stands to reason that one is the president of the Automobile Association and is very powerful in the association, and the other is a loser who has been swept out. Even if he comes back, he is only a small member who can barely be regarded as a middle-level member. The disparity between the two sides should be resolved soon Can tell the difference.

But the result is that Matthew goes to and from work every day with a smile on his face, while Goldmund, the president of the Automobile Association, looks more and more ugly and finally feels like he is sitting on pins and needles.

"What the hell is going on? Why does that garbage come to work in the Automobile Association? Shouldn't he be dumped on the street like garbage, and then die in a park in winter?" Goldmund, who had been holding back for almost a week Finally broke out.

He roared in his office, but the soundproofing of the office was very good, and people outside couldn't hear his conversation at all. Perhaps this was one of the reasons why he roared loudly.

In fact, it wasn't just roaring, it was panting as if there was a mass of anger in his heart, even Godmund, who was trembling with fat all over his body, really wanted to smash his office to vent.

Originally, this office looked more and more unpleasant to him now, because Matthew might have become the owner of this office back then. In the beginning, he squeezed out Matthew to become the president. Sitting in this office, he felt very happy every day, and had the pleasure of grabbing other people's things. As happy as he was at the beginning, he is now as angry as he is.

But thinking that if he smashed the office, it would only make this matter more influential, and Matthew would definitely be more proud, so he had to hold back the anger in his heart.

"You know the greeting from Vodafone. As one of the largest telecommunications companies in the UK or the world, Vodafone has a very strong influence. This influence not only refers to the telecommunications industry, but also to other industries.

They said hello and wanted to arrange a person to join the Automobile Association, and it was not an important management, just a middle and lower level cadre, and there was no reason for the personnel arrangement side to directly refuse. "

The secretary lowered his head and cautiously raised his eyes to observe the reaction of his big boss. If there is a chance, he would like to leave this office earlier, because he is afraid that if his boss really can't help smashing things, he will throw things in his face.

"How could Vodafone take a fancy to which garbage?" Goldmund growled.

The secretary lowered his head and said nothing.

"Go and get in touch." Goldmund said panting, but stopped in the middle of the sentence, and then waved his hand impatiently, "You go out first, no one else is allowed to come in without my order."

"Okay President." The secretary trotted out of the office with small steps like amnesty.

Looking at the secretary's buttocks wrapped in a short skirt and working clothes, which twisted and twisted as he walked, Goldmund was in a daze for a moment, and then shook his head.

Now is not the time to think about these things, and if he just hooks his fingers with such a woman, she will wait for him on the bed. It is not the slightest challenge for him, and he still likes it.

After calming his breathing, Goldmund took out his phone, and then made a call directly according to the number instead of finding a person from the address book to call.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Hello, who is it?" The call was quickly connected.

The other party's question made the corner of Goldmund's mouth twitch. Although he didn't keep this number in order to keep it secret, he knew it by heart, which was more impressive than his wife's body, but the other party...

"I'm Goldmund, sir, I want you to tell you something."

"Huh?" The other side of the phone seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then fell silent as if recalling who the name Godmund was, before asking, "What's the matter?"

"That Matthew has returned to work at the Automobile Association, and he has appeared in the public eye again." Although Godmund had a lot of grievances and helplessness in his heart, his tone was still full of flattering hospitality.

"Matthew? The Matthew who knew he was kicked out of the Automobile Association and went bankrupt?" The person on the other side of the phone responded quickly this time, matching the name of Matthew with this person in an instant, with surprise in his tone.

It seems that after Matthew went bankrupt and was cleared out of the Automobile Association, this person probably investigated Matthew's current situation. So for the guy who was almost decadent to death, it was a surprise to return to the Automobile Association.

"Yes, that's his husband, he works in the Automobile Association every day now, I'm afraid of him"

"How did he go back to work at the Automobile Association? Are you a piece of trash? You can't even deal with this bankrupt guy who almost became a homeless guy?" An angry voice came from the other side of the phone.

"It's not that I don't work hard, Mr. Vodafone said hello. And Matthew is just a small leader in the middle of the Automobile Association, so many high-level executives have no reason to refuse Vodafone's request."

"Vodafone?" Even without face-to-face, Goldmund immediately noticed the solemnity on the other side of the electric ring.

"Yes, that is the result of my investigation."

"I will find someone to investigate." The other end of the phone said in silence, "And you are now the president of the Automobile Association. We have nothing to do with each other, and we have never known each other. So in the future, please Don't make this call again."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Goldmund's reaction, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Holding the phone in his hand, he was stunned for a long time. Goldmund, whose whole body was squeezed into the boss's chair, kept heaving his chest. He clenched his teeth several times and finally didn't smash the phone on the ground.

"Do you think it's over if you clean up your feelings and finish things?" Goldmund gritted his teeth with a ferocious expression on his face.

But at the next moment, he slumped in the chair like a deflated ball, regardless of whether the other party had cleaned up the matter because Matthew accidentally bumped into what he thought happened.

The other party is something he can't afford to offend. If he doesn't want to die on the street, he can only rot in his stomach. So he could only get angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to really do anything.

"Matthew blames you. Since you have become a loser, why don't you just be your mud quietly? Why do you want to come back?" Goldmund said through gritted teeth, which one he couldn't afford to offend, so he could only find someone A slightly weaker one vented some anger in his heart.

How angry Goldmund was, how empty and lonely he was after losing his backer, these things didn't matter to Matthew. After working for more than a week, he basically straightened out his previous resources and connections.

So he drove a luxury car in a very high-profile way, went in and out of the Automobile Association every day, not to mention going to work, and kept trying to win over some other members of the Automobile Association, as well as big figures who were once related to the auto industry.

Parties, bars, yachts... In short, how luxurious life has not come, Matthew spent nearly two million pounds in a week.

This gave everyone who knew him a new understanding of him when he returned—that Matthew, who was kicked out, seemed to have some important person behind him, and stood up again.

With such guesses and such generous spending, Matthew, who was once an aristocrat, easily entered the circle of high society again, and he looked even more awesome than before.

After all, no one will refuse to be friends with a rich man, and this rich man also likes to spend money with you. Food, wine, and beautiful women are simply not perfect.

What's more important is that the other party's treat seems to show everyone that he has stood up again and has no other requirements after making friends. This makes more people like to attend this kind of party where they eat, drink, and play for nothing.

"With the speed at which you spend money, am I going to reapply to the boss for new funds next month?" At a supermodel party in a private estate, Carlo frowned, looking at how many scars remained on his face. Matthew of lipstick lip print.

Originally, he said that he would take over all the resources related to cars in Matthew's hands, as if a master was watching his servants play tricks, and he was born with a sense of superiority.

But now he is a little envious of Matthew's life. His previous experience made Matthew behave unruly now, and he doesn't even care about Yang Dongxu's impression of him. Such a drunken life without scruples is simply enviable, especially with so many people below. The long-legged supermodel, even if it's just the peripheral is not a supermodel, can still make any normal man greedy.

And he obviously can't be indulged like this, or the identity of the general manager of Maserati makes him have to maintain a positive image, even if he is richer than Matthews, he can't live such a decadent life. Otherwise, if he starts to live like this, then it is estimated that he will not be far away from leaving the job.

So during this time, Carlo felt that he was about to become a philosopher, and he kept thinking whether his current position made his life, or this position was a big shackle that locked him firmly.

"But the money spent is very valuable, isn't it? You now at least have a clear understanding of the sales channels for cars entering the European and American markets, and you have also met several capable Britons and Americans, so you can take these people down.

As long as it doesn't show too much threat, then there is no big problem for the boss's car company to start landing in Europe and America now. So take it easy man, we're not playing but working. Matthew patted Carlo on the shoulder.

Compared with the bandits who were like mud before, Matthew now seems to be standing at the pinnacle of his life again.

"You'd better restrain yourself, don't think that I don't know what's going on with those unnecessary expenses." Carlo snorted coldly with a gloomy face.