Yinming Building, New District

Cao Morong has not managed a group of companies for a long time, but today he waited in the chairman's office, on crutches, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the Huangpu River not far away.

The 38th to 47th floors of Yinming Building are all the company addresses of Cao's Pictures, and at the low end of such a new district, where every inch of land is valuable, there are not many companies in a building that can cover the next entire floor, let alone such a behemoth that rents ten floors in a row.

The door of the chairman's office was opened in a hurry, and a middle-aged man strode in with a breasted suit in a suit, and the assistant behind him was about to follow in with a folder, and was swept outside by a man's eyes, and the office door was closed directly.

"Dad. ”

Cao Morong, who had stood for a long time, raised his arm and looked at the watch above, "Nine fifty-two, Jingyu, what time does the company stipulate to go to work?"

"Dad, that's an employee, I ...... yesterday"

"What do you mean, you're not from the Cao family?"

"No, Dad. I don't know if you're coming, but if you had said hello yesterday, I'd have been waiting for you here early. The company is managed by Manager Lin, and it is the same whether I come here or not. ”

Cao Morong stomped his cane and turned his head, "Heh, it's the same whether you come or not?" You pig brain! Do you know what happened last night? Ouyang Kaishan pushed an ancient ink industry, and a little paint was stationed in major study rooms, supermarkets, and even Guanghua Bookstore last night, all of which have special sales counters, as the CEO of the Cao Group, you won't even ask me, a retired old lady, to come and talk to you about these things, right?"

The middle-aged man sat on the sofa and unbuttoned the originally fastened suit, "Ahem, what should I do?" A little lacquer? Gu Mo Ye, this Xi Lan and I mentioned it last night, Dad, Cao Gongsu's annual profit is only tens of millions, what's all the fuss?"

Cao Morong looked at his son, who was thirty or forty years old, and still looked clueless, so angry that he almost raised his crutches and smashed him on the head, "What do you know! Cao Gongsu is the root of our Cao family, the root! Do you know what a root is?"

"Sit down first, don't get excited. ”

Cao Morong snorted coldly and sat on the boss's chair, "Let me tell you, don't look at Cao's Pictures and Internet information now, these two pieces are in full swing, this is all based on the joint effect of Cao Gongsu's brand, do you know how much Cao's Pictures' stock price fell this morning because of the entry into the market because of a little lacquer product yesterday?"

"Dad, you're thinking too much. Don't you know what the stock market is going like in Shanghai? It's normal for the stock market to go up and down, especially when the stock market is in a downturn, and it's not a big deal. ”

Cao Morong shook his head and sighed: "What do you know?! This is because someone has realized the seriousness of this problem and withdrawn in advance!"

"No, isn't it? Can a small ink company still have such a big effect?"

"What are you really talking about! Behind him is Ouyang Kaishan!"

Cao Jingyu crossed his fingers and rested his elbows on his knees, "Wasn't Ouyang International's film project stopped last year? ”

"Then if this ink company is doing well, do you think Ouyang International will acquire it? Once this little paint is received from the Ouyang family in advance, do you think it is still a simple ink company?"

Cao Jingyu was a little speechless, frowned, and said, "No." Our competitive intelligence department has not received relevant news, this company should have nothing to do with Ouyang International. ”

"The wolves have already smelled blood, and only the dogs are still eating the meat in the bowl!"

In a word, Cao Jingyu suddenly lost some face, and said that about his son? Oh, I'm a dog, so what are you? Old dog?

"Yesterday, Xilan said that the legal representative of this company is Zhong Yue, and he briefly checked and found that this person has nothing to do with Ouyang International at all. ”

"So it's okay for you to let your guard down?" Cao Morong shook his head and said, "Hurry up, while a little paint has not yet occupied a certain share of the market, as soon as possible to do a detailed market research on their products, price, quality, quantity, do you want me, a retired old man, to teach you as the chairman?"

Cao Jingyu raised his eyes and looked at his old man, "This ...... Dad, isn't Cao Gongsu Ink Industry all in charge of Uncle Jiang? ”

Cao Morong hit his son's heel directly with a cane, "Are you my son or is he?" The manpower over there of the ink industry, when these markets are clear, what do you think of the Year of the Monkey? Hurry up and transfer people from the film industry for me to do it! If you can't do it, don't do your position as chairman, I'm not too old to walk!"

"Okay, I'll ask the marketing department to do the research right away. ”

Cao Morong has worked hard in the shopping mall all his life, and he is naturally an old jackal with a keen sense of smell, so he hurried over as soon as he received the news this morning. Nowadays, the business circle in Shanghai, the dragon fights, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is really a battlefield where you can't see the shadow of the sword, once some of the horse's feet are exposed, it is a fatal injury.

"Xilan. ”

"Grandpa. The young man who had been waiting outside the office walked in slowly, picked up the crutches, and handed it to Cao Morong.

"This Zhong Yue and Ouyang Kaishan are not related, you go and check carefully, see if you can make some articles on this, so that Ouyang Kaishan can be empty, it is naturally the best policy. Also, the cooperation with Mu and Wang Ge has also stepped up time to negotiate and negotiate, and I am afraid that Ouyang Kaishan will make a comeback again. ”

Cao Xilan's eyebrows are very light, her fair and thin face, and her single-eyelid eyes look like they have a hint of coldness, and it is this frivolous and noble and heroic temperament that has made him one of the lucky ones who have been the sons of Shanghai and the peach blossoms.

"Grandpa, the cake of the cultural industry is so big, once the giant beast of Ouyang International is released, it is bound that other enterprises in Shanghai will be implicated, so not only our Cao family, I am afraid that the rest of the major groups do not want to see such a situation. I think we don't need to rush, let's see how others make a move. ”

Cao Morong is very optimistic about this grandson, he has been with him since he was a child, after listening to Cao Xilan's analysis, he said: "Since our Cao's merger and acquisition of Zhou Chenghu Bizhuang, the ancient stationery industry has always been our world, and now this little lacquer is obviously the stepping stone of Ouyang Kaishan, Xilan, I'm afraid it's not a good time to watch the show, they have already made a move, let's not take it, I'm afraid it's too late......"