Chapter 411: Good Boss in Huaxia

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However, now that He Fei is protected by so many people, it is not easy to deal with He Fei, so Mo Yan felt that it was a good choice to cooperate with Shen Teng, so he agreed: "No problem." ā€

Seeing that Mo Yan agreed, Shen Teng said, "I don't know if Master Mo has a particularly good method or proposal?" ā€

"Let's start with the people around He Fei, it's not easy to deal with He Fei directly!" Mo Yan said, "As far as the little girl's bodyguard next to him is concerned, ordinary people are really not opponents." ā€

Shen Teng smiled bitterly: "I have done this thing, but unfortunately it failed, which aroused He Fei's vigilance, and it is not easy to attack his family now." ā€

"If your family can't do it, then start with your friends!" Mo Yan sneered, "Hasn't that guy now publicly revealed the identity of the Mo family's juzi?" It's impossible for the Mo family to watch their friends in distress and ignore it, right? ā€

Mo Yan's proposal was very much in line with Shen Teng's appetite, and he smiled slightly: "I have a list of people who have intersections with He Fei here, Master Mo can pick a few at will, hehe." ā€

"There's no hurry." Mo Yan said, "It's going to be the New Year, and I'll be busy when the New Year is over, haha!" ā€

At the same time, He Fei was on his way back to Xilin City.

He took a photo of the third treasure fragment, and then handed over the original picture to Wu Zhizhong.

He Fei was very relieved to hand over the treasure map fragments, without his ink token as the key to open the door, even if others gathered eight fragments, it would be useless.

"Sister Mo, there are only five left, and I believe that a complete treasure map will be gathered soon!" He Fei said excitedly to Mo Lin.

"Hmm."

What made He Fei very strange was that Mo Lin didn't seem to be very happy, and couldn't help asking, "Sister Mo, what's wrong with you?" ā€

Mo Lin was silent for a while, and then said: "He Fei, the Mo family only asks the Mo family disciples to dedicate and act chivalrous, and does not ask for returns, isn't it too much to do this?" ā€

Mo Lin has always adhered to the Mo family's ink rules, and she has never doubted anything about the ink rules, because she takes it for granted.

However, the words of the descendants of the previous elder before his death made Mo Lin very sad, and also made her faith in Mo Gui waver.

It's not that she hasn't seen someone who betrayed the Mo family over the years, but no one has ever shocked her like today.

The old man died, and he died an ugly and aggrieved death.

She felt that the old man was right, in order to protect the treasure map fragments, not only did their family not get benefits for more than two thousand years, but they also had to guard against assassination, which was too expensive.

Knowing that Mo Lin's thoughts were slowly changing and becoming more humane, He Fei felt that this was a good thing: "Sister Mo, don't be sad, I really don't blame you for this matter." Everyone has the opportunity to choose their own life, and the old guy is obviously looking for his own death, what's wrong with Guan Mo's family? ā€

"If he's really scared, won't he just hand over the treasure map fragment to the Phantom Organization, and will he use it to deceive our Juzi Order?" He Fei snorted coldly, "It's basically this old guy who is greedy and wants to use the treasure map fragment to deceive our Juzi Order and then exchange it for money. For this kind of person, I have only one thing to say: they deserve to die. ā€

"Okay." After listening to He Fei's explanation, Mo Lin didn't know what to say, even if she was still uncomfortable, she could only be depressed by herself.

He Fei is not as sentimental as Mo Lin, he is busy to death now, where does he have time to pay attention to what Mo Lin is thinking.

Back in Xilin City, He Fei rushed back to his mall as soon as possible to prepare for the year-end meeting.

When He Fei walked into the conference room, he found that all the managers were waiting for him, which made him very embarrassed: "Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time. ā€

"Mr. He, it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer, as long as you send us a big red envelope during the New Year, hehe!"

"Yes, Mr. He, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a red envelope. If there is, it is two red envelopes. ā€

"Haha......"

This group of female department managers are used to joking with He Fei, they don't regard He Fei as a boss at all, but as a peer, and they are naturally not taboo when they joke.

Seeing that these department managers are so casual with He Fei, the executives recruited behind them are all like earth, and they secretly admire their boldness, aren't they afraid that the boss will fire them?

He Fei himself didn't think so, sat in the position of his boss, and smiled very casually: "There are no people who asked for red envelopes just now, and there are people who don't." ā€

"Ahh

"Mr. He, I know it's wrong, please forgive!"

"Haha......"

Before the meeting even began, the room burst into laughter.

They all knew that He Fei was just joking, and no one would really take it seriously.

Seeing that the atmosphere was too casual, Zheng Yanru immediately straightened her face and said in a deep voice: "It's a meeting, everyone, please be serious." ā€

Zheng Yanru's words were more effective than He Fei's, and the entire conference room was immediately serious, and no one dared to talk nonsense.

He Fei is very satisfied with Zheng Yanru, a senior manager, with her, he can really rest assured that he can delegate power.

"Let's start the meeting." It was the first time He Fei had this kind of meeting, and seeing so many people staring at him, he was a little nervous at the beginning, but it was not a big problem, "Actually, I have nothing to say in a meeting, nothing more than three sentences." ā€

"First of all, thank you all for your support and hard work these days. Second, I hope you will continue to work hard in the coming year. In the third sentence, in addition to the provisions in the contract, this year's bonus will be increased by 20,000 yuan for each person present and 5,000 yuan for each salesperson......"

"Long live Mr. He!"

"Mr. He, I love you, yo ho!"

As soon as they heard that there was still a bonus of 20,000 yuan, the girls Zheng Yanru brought over suddenly seemed crazy: "Mr. He, we will send money today, and we will invite you to drink and sing at night!" ā€

"Haha!"

Looking at this group of energetic girls, He Fei felt as if he was a little old.

It's not old in age, it's old in spirit.

Once upon a time, he could be happy for several days when he got the thousands of dollars he earned from his part-time job.

And now that his family has a lot of money, he won't be excited about money, which is probably a sad thing, right?

But seeing these girls so happy, He Fei was still very happy.

One thing he can be sure of now is that as long as he doesn't treat these girls too badly in the future, they shouldn't leave their company.

Seeing that He Fei had just sent him away with these three sentences, Zheng Yanru couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She felt that her expectations for He Fei were still too high, this guy was a good boss, but he was really not a boss who could get on the table.

It is estimated that except for He Fei, none of the bosses only spoke three sentences in a meeting.

What made Zheng Yanru a little unexpected was that He Fei's three words spread in Xilin City at once, and some boring guys spread this matter on the Internet.

Netizens praised He Fei as a good boss in Huaxia, and was given a glorious title by netizens: Three Sentences Boss!