Chapter 8 Group Meetings with Guns and Sticks

Came to the company's headquarters, the meeting had begun, an assistant of the president's office took him directly to the end of the conference room, Zhang Ziyu was not polite, he sat on the chair against the wall generously, at the other end of the oval conference table, Dongfang Qing glanced at Zhang Ziyu from a distance, and said a few words to the bald man next to him, and then the bald man glanced at Zhang Ziyu meaningfully.

In addition to the old chairman, the following directors and department managers of the Oriental Group, as well as several vice presidents in charge of the project, came to the meeting, and the topic of the meeting was how to deal with the follow-up matters of the Beigang project and the group's development plan in recent years.

The scale of the Oriental Group is very large, there are real estate development, engineering, media advertising, property management and other subsidiaries, basically from the land to the construction to the sales and property management, is a one-stop service, in this real estate market is in full swing, the group's performance is also thriving, but recently there has been a series of accidents.

Said to be an accident, in fact, the main reason is the old city renovation project of Beigang City, the original plan of this project group was to spend 80 million funds to win the land, but I didn't expect that because of some uncontrollable factors, it led to nearly 40 million more funds, which is not a small amount, even if it is such a large company as the Oriental Group, to come up with this money, you have to think in the long run, but Dongfang Qing insisted on making a decision, speaking of Dongfang Qing, her achievements over the years are obvious to all, there are many people who support her, but there are more people who are not used to her style of doing things in private, the main topic of this meeting is the sustainability of the Beigang Old Town Renovation Project, on the surface, it is discussing the project, but secretly it is a gun and a stick accusing Dongfang Qing of his wrong decision.

"I think this decision is a bit inconsiderate, our group's debt is already very high, and now it has added more than 40 million bank loans, which is not very good for the next business. A director who is more than half a hundred years old said that he is an old qualification of the group, and he was still a civil servant with an iron rice bowl, and he resolutely followed the old chairman to the sea with a family foundation of more than 300,000 yuan, and his prestige in the group is very high.

Although he didn't name anyone to say this, everyone present knew that he was blaming Dongfang Qing for his impulsiveness and recklessness.

Hearing this, Ma Gebi, who was sitting in the middle, immediately retorted: "Old Chen, you don't know, although our early investment in this project is a little more, but the economic potential of Beigang City is huge, and Secretary Wang of the Municipal Party Committee also strongly supports our group...... So..."

Before he finished speaking, Director Chen interrupted him: "Hmph, what's wrong with the support of the municipal party committee? What they want is political achievements, and when the political achievements are in hand, they will pat their butts and change places to take office, do they still have air traffic control for you?"

"But ..............."

"Nothing but ......"

The two were arguing, and the rest of the directors and vice presidents were also muttering and discussing, and the scene suddenly became a little noisy.

Zhang Ziyu, who was sitting at the end, looked at this scene with relish, and shook his head helplessly, in his opinion, although Dongfang Qing is a good decision-maker, he is not a good leader, in this meeting, most of the people who support Dongfang Qing are the young Zhuang faction led by Ma Gebi, and those who oppose her are all old guys.

And Dongfang Qing, who was sitting at the front, looked at all this expressionlessly, she had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and it was understandable that the old people on the board of directors were so conservative, they had long lost the momentum of their youth, and the current Eastern Group mainly relied on young people led by Ma Gebi.

The debate continued, but Ma Gebi was obviously not Chen Lao's opponent, and just as he was about to disarm and surrender, the bald middle-aged man sitting next to Dongfang Qing spoke.

"Hey, hey, old Chen... Colt... Don't fight, don't fight, come on... Listen to me..."The bald middle-aged man patted the table with great momentum, a calm and domineering momentum spread, the two suddenly stopped talking, and the whispering crowd also stopped discussing, everyone respectfully waited for the bald middle-aged man's next speech, and Zhang Ziyu's eyes over there were also attracted, and he watched all this with interest.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, the bald middle-aged man cleared his throat and said: "There is no turning back from the bow, our Eastern Group has been developing for so many years, will it be defeated by the small 4.....................0 million?

The middle-aged man's words made everyone present speechless, but Zhang Ziyu pouted with disdain, secretly saying that this guy has so much nonsense, but none of them have constructive opinions, it seems that the water of this Eastern Group is very deep.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, Dongfang Qing beside him also spoke: "Directors, I know your concerns, but don't worry, here I assure you .................."

This very important meeting ended hastily under the guarantee of President Dongfang Qing, and after the meeting, everyone dispersed, and Zhang Ziyu walked alone in front of Dongfang Qing and the middle-aged man.

"President, what are you looking for me?" asked Zhang Ziyu.

Dongfang Qing raised her head and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's not me looking for you, it's the vice chairman looking for you." ”

Zhang Ziyu's eyes looked at the kind-looking middle-aged man next to him, and he said with a smile: "You are Xiao Zhang, you are really a talent, my old guy wants to thank you, thank you for saving my baby niece many times......" After speaking, the middle-aged man patted Zhang Ziyu's shoulder heavily, with a look of appreciation.

Oriental family, a leading enterprise in Hanbei City for decades, half of the real estate industry in Hanbei, Oriental Group is the Oriental old man with a group of like-minded friends, starting from a housing agency, has achieved the current scale, he has two sons under his knees, the eldest is Dongfang Qing's father Dongfang Xiong, died in a traffic accident a few years ago, died young, since the death of his brother, the second Dongfang Nan has changed the nature of hanging children, down-to-earth work, it can be said that the growth of the Oriental Group in recent years, can not be separated from the exhaustion of Dongfang Nan, after the old man had a stroke, his position in the group is more important, Those old people on the board of directors can't get used to Dongfang Qing's girl, if it weren't for his support, Dongfang Qing, the president, would not have sat so steadily.

After being complimented, Zhang Ziyu just smiled and said calmly: "Vice chairman, this is what I should do, Miss Dongfang has hired me to be responsible for her personal safety." ”

"Yes, how come I don't know?" Dongfang Nan squinted his eyes and looked at Dongfang Qing with a smile on his face.

"Uncle, you only returned to Hanbei yesterday, so I haven't had time to tell you yet. Dongfang Qing smiled.

"Yes, Xiao Zhang, you have to work hard, Xiao Qing is the hope of our family......"

"You can rest assured ..............."

After praising and encouraging Zhang Ziyu, Dongfang Nan walked away with his hands behind his back, Zhang Ziyu looked at his back, smiled, and didn't say anything more.

"There is some truth in what you say, before the Beigang project happened, there was an accident within the group. Dongfang Qing said meaningfully.

"Hehe, President, my team members will go to work tomorrow. Zhang Ziyu replied.

Dongfang Qing nodded, didn't say anything more, and took Secretary Zhong back to the office.

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In the emergency department ward of a city hospital, Hu Yifei was rushed here last night, and after washing her stomach and giving injections, the toxins in her body have been almost cleaned up, but for safety reasons, the doctor recommended that she stay in the hospital for a day of observation and observation.

"Xiaohu, it's not a big deal! I scared my brothers out last night. Zhou Xun walked into the ward with a bouquet of flowers.

Hu Yifei, who was half-leaning on the bed, saw Team Zhou coming, immediately got out of bed, and said uprightly: "Team Zhou, I request to be discharged from the hospital immediately and complete the task!"

Seeing the little policewoman's serious expression, Zhou Xun, known as a cold-faced detective, said with a smile: "Hehe, lie down quickly, lie down quickly, the doctor will let you rest more, and you can only be discharged from the hospital when you are completely fine." ”

"But...... Oh, that's... Sheet... How is he?" Xiaohu, who was still resolute just now, now looks like he is twisting and pinching.

Zhou Xun laughed and said, "You mean that Zhang Ziyu! He's fine, I'll let him go after talking to him." ”

"Ahh

Is there a problem with y?" Hu Yifei remembered that it was called To

Y guy comes.

"Yes, he has recruited them all, you just wait for the meritorious service to receive the award!" Zhou Xun said.

When Hu Yifei heard this, he almost jumped up from the hospital bed with joy.

"Team Zhou, are we ready to close the net?" Hu Yifei looked eager to try.

"Don't worry, I've already set it up, and you'll definitely have your share when the net is closed. A gleam flashed in Zhou Xun's eyes.

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