Chapter 20: The Murder Weapon
This time, Zhang Yifei finally decided to accept the mercy of fate.
Although neither of them is a legitimate industry, at least the little white face is still more promising than being a gangster, and the risk of the little white face is relatively low compared to the gangster.
Zhang Yifei is not a hot-blooded young man who has just stepped into the society, he understands the cruelty of this society, he will not rush forward with enthusiasm and vigor like those second-B youths, shouting what surging passionate slogans such as "my life is up to me".
The high-tech work of challenging fate is not so easy to do, and if you don't shout a few loud slogans, your own destiny can really be in your own hands.
In fact, the fate of the vast majority of people in this world is in the hands of others, and it is impossible not to admit it.
Zhang Yifei didn't feel that he had reached the point where he could compete with fate.
Unconsciously, Zhang Yifei walked downstairs to the Xuanyi Group Building, Zhang Yifei looked at the white-collar workers and gold-collar workers dressed in formal and luxurious manners, as well as the mid-range high-end cars with ostentatious turn signals, and drove into the entrance of the underground parking lot next to the building in an endless stream, a noble and busy scene.
Standing in front of the building, Zhang Yifei seemed to have traveled to another completely unfamiliar world, this world is prosperous and noisy, magnificent, but it exudes a cold and false atmosphere, whether it is people or buildings, they are like cold and hard iron, and there is no human touch at all.
As soon as he stood in front of the building, Zhang Yifei felt uncomfortable, he felt that he was out of place in this prosperous world and could not fit in at all.
From the outside, there is no human touch in this place, and it is full of deceit.
Zhang Yifei is really skeptical about how Shao Ningdie can support such a big company by herself.
And Shao Ningdie is still a woman, and suddenly Zhang Yifei felt that Shao Ningdie was actually quite pitiful, and her wings were completely restrained by such a big birdcage.
Standing at the door suddenly, Zhang Yifei finally calmed his heart and walked towards Xuanyi Group.
Sylphy Group is a 39-storey comprehensive office building with a total construction area of more than 50,000 square meters. In the heart of this urban area, where every inch of land is at a premium, the market price of this office building alone is worth more than one billion. It can be seen that the strength of Sylphy Group is not ordinary, and Sylphy Group is also involved in a wide range, including electronics, real estate, advertising, aviation, etc.
The lobby is very spacious, the bright and luxurious marble floor is out of the crystal chandelier hanging high on the top of the hall, the snow bright light pours down like mercury, evenly sprinkled in every corner, walking in the hall, a sense of superiority arises spontaneously, as if walking in heaven.
The crowd of people shuttling back and forth was a little proud, as if they could enter here to evolve more advanced than the humans outside, and all kinds of expensive leather shoes and high heels were so sonorous and powerful on the marble floor.
And Zhang Yifei's dress is completely inconsistent with others, although he is not sloppy, but it is not much better.
The black suit and white shirt look very formal, but in the eyes of these white-collar workers, Zhang Yifei is almost the same as a migrant worker, and he is wearing a pair of sneakers on his feet, which looks completely out of place.
In everyone's eyes looking at the down-and-out beauty, there is obviously a trace of "old hats, low-class people," revealing their disgust for the down-and-out beauty from their bones.
Zhang Yifei completely saw all this in his eyes and didn't care.
He can't influence other people's thoughts.
Zhang Yifei walked to the front desk, and the beautiful and touching front desk lady smiled and asked: "Hello sir, welcome to Sylphy Group, do you need any help?"
After hearing the words of the front desk lady, Zhang Yifei not only nodded secretly, this quality is really not comparable to others, at least his eyes are sincere, and there is no disgust from others.
"I'm looking for your president, Miss Shao Ningdie. ”
The front desk lady still smiled: "Excuse me, sir, do you have an appointment with Mr. Shao?"
"Nope!"
"I'm sorry sir, I can't let you know if I don't have an appointment. The lady at the front desk was still smiling.
"Beauty, as long as you tell you Mr. Shao, just say that a gentleman surnamed Zhang is looking for her, and she will definitely meet her. Zhang Yifei said very kindly.
Seeing that Zhang Yifei didn't look like a lie, the front desk reception lady was puzzled, whether she would report or not.
Zhang Yifei seemed to see her doubts and hurriedly said: "Please help me report it, I will definitely thank you." ”
Looking at Zhang Yifei's sincere face, the front desk lady hesitated, but still dialed the phone.
It turns out that there is still Uncle Lei Feng in this world.
Looking at the actions of the counter lady in front of him, Zhang Yifei secretly thought in his heart.
"Sorry sir, I'm delaying your time, Mr. Shao said that you can go up to her. The young lady at the front desk was also surprised that the president wanted to see him, and from the president's tone, she heard that Zhang Yifei seemed to be a very important person.
"Thank you, beauty, where is he?" Zhang Yifei was a little embarrassed, he didn't know where his wife's office was, and if it was spread out, it wouldn't make people laugh out of their big teeth.
"Twenty-eight floors, you should be able to find it. ”
"I'll treat you to dinner another day. After Zhang Yifei finished speaking, he disappeared in front of him.
All the way to the twenty-eighth floor, Zhang Yifei had to sigh, it was good to have an elevator, but the time was here in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, Zhang Yifei was also wondering, why did Shao Ningdie choose such a tall building as an office? If the elevator suddenly broke down that day, it would be troublesome to go down.
As soon as Zhang Yifei got out of the elevator, he was stopped by a beautiful woman.
This woman has fair skin, a chubby face, a pair of glasses, and a petite figure, so in contrast, it seems that her breasts are particularly large and eye-catching.
"Are you Mr. Zhang?"
"Are you?" Zhang Yifei was puzzled, is he so famous?
"I am Mr. Shao's secretary, and Mr. Shao asked me to wait for you here. ”
Zhang Yifei's eyes widened and he kept staring at her huge breasts and looked at it, could it be that this is the legendary child-faced giant breasts? If a talent scout discovers this woman and lets her shoot a large-scale love action movie, she definitely has such potential. If allowed, let Zhang Yifei be her agent, it is guaranteed that the sales are extremely hot, and he has a way around the world, maybe he is even better than Mr. Cang.
I really don't know where Shao Ningdie found such childlike giant breasts.
Zhang Yifei decided to ask Shao Ningdie later to see if their company had the idea of entering the film industry, and if so, it would be most suitable for him to lead it.
Because he has a way all over the world, he can sell at home and abroad.