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The next day, refreshed, at about ten o'clock, I came to the office building of Longsheng.
Now, the first phase of the Gold Coast is only half completed, the entire construction site is busy, and the entire company is also running at high speed.
When I came to the company, there was another wave of chickens and dogs, and many people I knew and didn't know greeted me respectfully.
"Eh, who is he?" Two little sisters who have just entered the company, holding folders, stand in the office area, with expressions on their faces.
"Eun, that's it, so handsome, eh, have you seen it, his watches, clothes, are all famous brands."
"See, oops, one piece of clothing is enough for us to work for a few months, and people are more popular than people."
"Hehe, if you want to get ahead, you can go up, don't you call us the class flower, there must be a show." One girl smiled at another sweet-looking girl.
"You're thinking too much." An old employee heard the conversation between the two, walked over, stood beside them, and said to my back, Nunu mouthed: "This is the general manager of our company, in charge of the project of the Gold Coast, the new project of Yucheng, it is said that he is also in charge, although he is not the president, but in terms of actual power, it is even much bigger, and he is deeply trusted by the boss. β
Managing director? Such a young general manager? The two girls opened their mouths wide and their eyes widened.
"He, he's the general manager? It's about the same as us. β
The old employee smiled: "He is not only the general manager, but also has his own loan company, night clubs, and even other industries outside, anyway, he is a real rich man." β
"Hehe, a typical diamond king." The girl smiled, and then asked, "Eh, sister, does he have a girlfriend?" β
The old employee skimmed the girl's face, and the girl suddenly heard her chest, and the old employee looked at the girl's buttocks and thighs again, pouted and said, "Do you think that a person like this has no girlfriend, isn't that a joke?" Don't think about it, did you see the secretary, Wang Xuan, do you think you can catch her in terms of figure and appearance? Don't be a naΓ―ve girl, besides, colleagues are saying, our boss, the real girlfriend is taller, more beautiful, and more temperamental than Wang Xuan. β
"You, tsk......" The old employee blinked his lips, and the two girls were lonely for a while, and their eyes instantly dimmed, feeling that the future was hopeless.
In the general manager's office, Su Changsheng sat opposite me, dressed in casual clothes, looking in good spirits.
"Oh, my boss, where have you been traveling again, why are you getting younger?" As soon as I sat down, I smiled.
Su Changsheng was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his finger and smiled: "You kid, this is more than two months, and I can't take care of the company." β
I just lost my eyes, you want to take care of the company? So what is Meng Ru doing? Cheng Tian Wang Xuan was tired and tired, and he didn't see you, the boss.
As I said earlier, Boss Su belongs to the real scattered immortals, and general things can't move him, it is said that he is maintaining health all day long, and he wants to pursue immortality.
Hehe, immortality is a bit exaggerated, but he has a good way to cultivate his body, and he knows it when he looks at his spiritual head.
"Okay, you come back, I'm going out to play again, I heard that there is a new Tianchi in Tibet, the water in it, drinking it can be immortal, rejuvenated, hehe, I'll go for a walk."
"Okay, you go, hey, it's good to live forever." I teased along the way: "The factory girl is taking care of you, Longsheng and my Lao Meng are showing you, you are the boss, you are a really qualified boss." β
He looked at me funny and said: "Don't be wronged, you kid, the house that the Cote d'Azur promised you has long been set aside, Wanda has communicated well, as long as you take over the house, you can decorate, as for whether you live by yourself or sell, it's up to you, the Gold Coast project, once the sale is completed, your assets will rise gradually, I said, within three years." You are definitely the youngest richest man in Bali Dao. β
After a pause, he said: "The land in the farmers' market is still the original operation mode, the design has come out, the name is Rich Life, take care of it, I believe that in less than three years, you will become the youngest rich man, haha." After speaking, Lao Su threw me a thick stack of materials, and the person disappeared.
I shook my lips helplessly, looking at the pile of materials in a daze.
The boss is the boss, even if it is the general manager, he can't be so free and easy.
"Wang Xuan!" I yelled outside at the top of my voice, and Wang Xuan quickly knocked on the door and came in.
"What's wrong?"
I covered my head, got up and sat down on the chair, rubbed my temples and said, "There are too many materials, I have a headache, you can tell me about the general situation." β
Wang Xuan glanced at me and said softly: "I drank too much last night, I told you to drink less, and don't do it if you are not in good health." β
I looked up, and she lowered her head inside, her pretty face flushed.
After more than ten seconds, she calmed down and organized the language and said: "The land in the Yucheng Farmers' Market, the design drawing has come out, named Rich Life, to do high-end apartments, mainly for the bosses of Guangdong, Shanghai, Macao and Hong Kong, as an investment, so, in the environment, our designers have made a lot of efforts, which not only has various living facilities and entertainment facilities, but also pioneered the community cinema and shopping corridor, it can be said that this apartment is our most high-end apartment, mainly for high-end customers." β
After listening to this, I asked, "Did you say when the construction will start?" β
Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I didn't say it, since you are in charge, of course you have the final say on when to start work." β
I smiled and said, "Okay, one day I'll go to the overpass, find a blind man to calculate, hehe, choose a good day and an auspicious day." β
"Superstition." She broke a mouthful, hesitated twice, and muttered: "During your absence, it was decided that the second phase of the Golden Coast project would be managed by the same person. β
I wrinkled my eyebrows, my expression squeezed together, and I was stunned: "Who." β
"Wang Junling."
"Oh, isn't Lao Meng's nephew?" I let out a sigh and then lowered my voice: "Did he harass you?" β
Because Wang Xuan belongs to a non-annoying character, she goes to work when she goes to work, she works at work, she is relatively indifferent, and she can say this problem today, which proves that this person is very unhappy.
In the real estate company, generally the supervisor of the first and second phases and the on-site manager will not be the same person, which is afraid that those experienced people will eat too much and be difficult to manage, and at the same time, it is also a message to the people under the face, that is, as long as you pay, you can be promoted and raised.
"No, no." Wang Xuan held the hand of the folder and hurriedly posed it, and my lips trembled with anger.
You are paralyzed, Lao Tzu's woman, do you dare to have ideas?
Immediately, under a paper order, the supervision of the second phase of the project was directly replaced, and it was emphasized that Wang Junlin needed to return to the company's headquarters after the completion of the first phase of the project, and the work was to be determined.
Wang Junling, who got the news, was furious at the time, and tore off his tie and rushed to the company.
But the anger still didn't spread to the last reason, he didn't go to Zhang Hailong, knowing that other people's black and white copper hammers were not looking for beatings in the past?
He found his uncle, the CEO of Longsheng, Meng Rushi.
"Uncle, he Zhang Hailong is too arrogant, why did he give me my rights?"
What he is fighting for is not a status, but tens of thousands of red envelopes every month, as well as those flowers and drinks every night, he is reluctant, extremely reluctant.
Meng Ruyi, biting her lip, waved her hand to let the secretary out, stood up suddenly, pointed at Wang Junling, and her lips trembled: "Can you grow your brains?" Anyway, you also went to a prestigious university, you can't stand this little trick? Still want to be in charge of a project? With your heart, you can't, I'll tell you! β
Wang Junling was stunned, this was the first time he had found his uncle so angry and yelling at him like this.
Is this still the usual elegant dream president?
Is this still the same loving uncle?
"Uncle, uncle, but I don't accept it......" Wang Junling roared at the top of his throat, causing a burst of sideways glances outside, Meng Ru hurriedly came to the glass window and pulled down the blinds.
Turned to look at Wang Junling, gritting his teeth with hatred: "What you say, if you hear Zhang Hailong's ears, I can't help you, I've already said it, don't tease that Wang Xuan, now you know, right?" β
"I don't." Wang Junling argued.
"No?" Meng Ru was a pair of tiger eyes, staring at his eyes: "Who is that, running to the secretary's room every day, and who is it, not looking at the construction site all day long, following behind people's buttocks, and asking people to watch movies with a dead face?" β
"I, I ......"
Meng Ru waved his hand irritably and shouted: "Okay, you go back to the construction site first, just do your own thing, don't give me a calf anymore." β
"Uncle ......"
"Get out!"
Wang Junling left the office indignantly, drove the car, drove frantically on the road, and rushed into the distance with vent.
After he left, Meng Ru sat down on the sofa, sweating profusely on his forehead, as if all the strength of his body had been drained.
"Old Su, what do you think?"
Wang Junling is not the reason why he is really angry, it can only be regarded as a small fuse.
Zhang Hailong came back, and he didn't even inform him, and the two talked in the office for a long time.
The project changed hands, it was just a notice, and he was not consulted at all, is this a portend?