Le Tao Tao.

Interesting. Cheng Qinghe tore the two pieces of paper in half, and then two halves, and threw them into the trash can.

It looks like an old thing, who cares about the file of an ordinary employee a long time ago.

It's a funny name, like I've heard it somewhere.

Where is it.

Le Tao Tao's pottery.

He stopped, and a certain nerve in his mind suddenly connected: Xu Tao, Le Taotao's Tao.

No way.

Everything is possible, and another voice is louder, spreading out in an instant: Think about it, how many things have happened since she came? How much splash does she bring up in the pond like a black fish?

What does it have to do with her? It's you who want to sort out the inside of Changyuan, and it's your father who wants to take back the right to control.

Her whereabouts are never told to you, and the kind of dried meat she likes to eat can't be bought locally, only in the south.

What can she do? She's just a young girl.

You don't know what she can do, you like her because she is capable, have you ever seen someone more capable and able to endure hardships than her? Don't be stupid, she didn't even deliberately hide from you, you think about what she said.

Why is she? What does she want to do?

You'll have to ask her.

Cheng Qinghe bent down to pick up the paper ball and unfolded it. After the photo was copied, I could only vaguely see my face, and it was a man with beautiful eyebrows. The handwriting is strong and powerful, graduated from the Department of Chemical Engineering, and it goes without saying how popular the undergraduates were in their early years. The home address, which has become a snack street, was once a staff accommodation area in Nagahara, and before that belonged to a large state-owned factory, until that factory was annexed by Nagahara.

What can she mean? State-owned factories are not private, and mergers are also local. The welfare of state-owned factories is too heavy, and the operation is gradually poor, and it is not as good as the collective enterprises to survive. The merger of the two can make better use of manpower and technology than to let the state-owned factories close down and have to lay off their employees.

He smiled at his self, too wary.

However, the temple jumped and throbbed painfully, and he refused to let go of any doubt.

If she doesn't mean anything in particular, why doesn't she mention it, she can catch up with you. But she would talk about family, she would talk about childhood, but she never mentioned that.

What can she do? Even if she has a little money, where can a young girl be rich? If she is really rich, she will work for others?

He dialed the phone number of Director Ma of the management committee.

"Xiao Xu? It's okay, she and I had two meals, and I said I wanted to help her explain to the chairman, and she said no. Haha, the little girl has strong ability and a lot of energy. Yes, her hometown is also ours. I thought about it, and I remembered that she was one of the partners in that company, and it seemed that something had happened to the other partner, and she quit her job to rest for a while. The little girl is amazing, I heard people say that she started investing when she was in college, and she had countless failures, and then success came. She is also idle, not for money, but for something to do. Mr. Cheng, it's not me saying that if she helped you, you wouldn't be doing so much now. ”

Cheng Qinghe didn't know how to end the call, as if he had thanked Director Ma for his recommendation, and promised to consider going to the new third board.

Nagahara, what does it have to do with me?

Another thought came to mind. No matter why she came, he didn't believe that those concerns were fake, he was not only Cheng Zhongguo's son, but also himself. Leaving Changyuan and being Cheng Qinghe, the happiness of being with her can't be pretended. If he didn't have this eyesight, would he still be able to do it today?

Why do you think she's here for Nagahara?

The information revealed in the clues.

She has lied to you for so long, and you don't realize it, and you dare to trust your own judgment?

She didn't lie, she just didn't say, if you asked, I'm afraid she would sue you, but you just didn't ask. If you think about it, when was the last time she talked to you about Nagahara's business? It was the night before she was kicked out of the company. She sent that email, that tone, you remember, like she was leaving. Even without the chairman's move, she would have left because she had already got what she wanted. She didn't join Changyuan, but the company you wanted to set up, and she didn't get a penny of compensation, so what can you blame her? Accuse her of stealing business information? She didn't, you sent it.

You're in the light and she's in the dark. But you don't see it yourself.

Those concerns are not fake, no matter what her purpose is.

The office door was pushed open. In order to facilitate the handling of official business, Cheng Qinghe temporarily borrowed Zhao Gang's office, which is much narrower and less well-lit than other offices.

"I just changed a few words, and you can send it to the river again. "It's Cheng Zhongguo who came in. He was wearing reading glasses and holding the minutes of the meeting that Cheng Qinghe had just sent in his hand.

Cheng Qinghe quietly put the paper ball on the computer host, Zhao Gang still used an old desktop, he said that he sent and received emails every day, and did not need a laptop.

Cheng Qinghe opened the mailbox, quickly revised the minutes of the meeting just now on his laptop, and printed out a copy for Cheng Zhongguo to confirm. When the text was slowly rolled out, he realized that he had violated Cheng Zhongguo's long-standing principle of using waste paper: unimportant texts were used as the reverse side of the waste text.

For this matter, the administration has deliberately rectified all departments, and those who violate it will be fined. However, Cheng Zhongguo didn't notice this, he pushed up his reading glasses, squinted and read them carefully. It's a real reading, word by word reading. Cheng Zhongguo joined the army at a young age, whether it is dialect or Mandarin with a bit of southern and northern accents, the pronunciation of this will also be ridiculously serious.

"Alright, send it to them and let them confirm it as much as possible. Cheng Zhongguo read it twice, and then handed it back to Cheng Qinghe when he was sure that it was absolutely correct, and watched him send the email.

"You're a mess here, don't hurry up and clean it up. After the email confirmed that the reply was received, Cheng Zhongguo found the paper ball under his feet, frowned and complained, "I can't even do housekeeping well." ”

Cheng Qinghe responded, his eyes took his eyes off his hand, and the chairman actually had age spots.

"After receiving the scanned copy of the signature confirmation, print it out and give it to the finance, so that Pinghe will prepare the money first, tens of millions of cash, and be sure to communicate with the bank in advance. Cheng Zhongguo advised.

"Yes. ”

Cheng Zhongguo looked at the ground again, "Sort it out." ”

When he was about to walk to the door, Cheng Qinghe suddenly asked, "Chairman, do you remember a person named Ledong?"

"Who?"

"Ledong, the music of the polyphonic word, the music of the music Taotao. ”

Cheng Zhongguo frowned and thought about it, but still had no clue, "I don't remember, who did what?"

"It's okay, I'll just ask. ”

Seeing Cheng Zhongguo leave, Cheng Qinghe opened the paper ball again, Ledong, the chief of the second technical section, and planned to be promoted to deputy director of production.

What caused you to leave your job?

He made an internal call to Cheng Pinghe.

"I didn't mention it, I just said that it contributed to the company. Cheng Pinghe was also at the same table, "Why did you think of him again, or did the people in the river ask?"

"It's okay, I'll just ask. I'll forward it to you when the confirmation comes back in the river, and I'll get the cash ready first. ”

"Understood. ”

Cheng Zhongguo plans to pile up a wall of cash in the factory area, and whoever agrees to withdraw the lawsuit will be able to enjoy the treatment of repurchasing shares in cash.

The scanned copy of the official text was not so smooth to come back, Cheng Qinghe made two phone calls to urge it, and as soon as he received it, he immediately forwarded it to Cheng Pinghe, and called her to confirm, so as not to miss it. He made another phone call to inform Cheng Zhongguo, who went to the workshop.

The old man loves the factory like home. Since Hui fù went to work, he even changed his breakfast to the cafeteria, and Cheng Qinghe has not eaten the noodles he made for a long time. I don't know how the days when he had to take a back seat came over, Cheng Qinghe faintly sympathized, since he wanted to, he couldn't bear to say it, if he managed according to the rules of the past, I am afraid that the old man would not be able to find a way to come back, and he would continue to hold back. In case he completely loses control of the company, I am afraid that he will be abolished.

Cheng Qinghe's heart moved, and he searched for "Changyuan, Ledong" on the Internet.

There is no useful information.

He searched with Ledong's school name again, but found one, "I heard that Ledong refused to see his old friend after the accident that year?"

No head, no brain, no reply.

What could happen? Cheng Qinghe couldn't guess.

The phone is on the table.

Hit ah, call and ask her what her purpose is, and she will sue you. Even if she answers you, "I won't sue you," that's an answer: she has a purpose, but she can't sue you.

Xu Tao often said that there is a song that is the most unbeatable, "I won't sue sù you, I won't sue sù you", but children's music rocking chairs often use this song, the magic sound is permeating, and I will hum it when I listen to it twice. Every time she hummed the tune of the song and shouted, "I won't sue you", no matter how dissatisfied he was, it melted into her smile.

The internal phone rang, Cheng Qinghe picked it up, or Cheng Pinghe, "I have communicated with the bank, and when the day is chosen, they will send a special car to deposit the money." The security guard has also been notified to strengthen the manpower. "The company leader has an idea, and the people below run and break their legs.

"I met Mr. Yang just now, I thought he was the top producer, and I asked him about Ledong. He said that a long time ago, the technical backbone had an explosion in a production accident, killing three people on the spot and seriously injuring several others, and finally found out that he was responsible, and he spent two years in prison. The company saw that he had contributed and was injured in the explosion, and gave him a sum of money in a conciliatory manner. This man probably felt ashamed, and after he was released from prison, he moved to another place with his family and family, and he no longer had contact with his colleagues. ”

Something seemed right in my head.

Cheng Qinghe asked, "What injury did he suffer?"

"Mr. Yang had something to do just now, so he didn't have time to ask in detail. Why, are you very interested in this person? Is there something wrong? I'll ask Mr. Yang again. ”

"No need. Cheng Qinghe heard his dry voice.

He also remembered that he had an impression of the accident, and there was a bang for a while, and some people said that his father was going to prison. Cheng Zhongguo is indeed ready to make plans and has entrusted him to Zhao Gang. During that time, he basically stayed in Zhao's house and was taken care of by Zhao Congzhou's mother, and it was at that time that he began to hate Zhao Congzhou, because Zhao Congzhou enjoyed the care of his parents, and he was stupid and stupid. Zhao Congzhou's mother, a capable and assertive woman, even if Zhao Gang is busy with business, she can take care of the family comfortably, and she still has the spare energy to earn money for Zhao Gang to spend in Changyuan.

If Xu Tao was that Le Tao Tao, he should have seen her. One night, a woman came to Zhao Congzhou's mother with a child, and the more she talked, the more anxious she became, and the adults started crying, but the little girl was calmer than the adults, and kept comforting her mother not to cry. He helped Zhao Congzhou's mother lure the little girl away, so as not to let adults talk and scare the child. He went to get the candy, and when he returned to the room, he found the little girl biting her lip and crying silently.

At that time, she was a thin and sad little girl, and she was not at all happy to be caught.