Chapter 1087: Self-Defeating 4
Contrary to Xiong Xinmin's mourning, Xiong Wentao, who was in Guan City, was smiling. Tian Lai Xiao said. ⒉
"Peihui, you did a good job, very good!" Xiong Wentao looked at the young man in front of him who was two years younger than himself, compared to Wu Quan and others who were sent by his family to assist him before, Lin Peihui undoubtedly knew how to figure out his thoughts, he had something in mind, and Lin Peihui prepared everything for him in advance. Instead of being like the previous ones, he either had to give orders in everything, or he made his own decisions.
"Boss! I just did what I was supposed to do. And some things haven't been done yet......" Lin Peihui was happy in his heart, but he looked guilty on the surface, "For example, Fu Xiaogang's incident, I was deceived by him......"
"That's not your fault. You've done the best you can be. Xiong Wentao rarely stretched out his hand, "Drink tea." ”
"Thank you!" Lin Peihui picked up the teacup. He did everything possible to figure out Xiong Wentao's thoughts. It's different from Wu Quan. Wu Quan is an old-fashioned "retainer" character, and his pattern, background, and judgment are stronger than him Lin Peihui. But Wu Quan is an old-fashioned character after all, and his ability to update his knowledge is not enough.
In fact, Wu Quan did it to Guo Xiaozhou earlier than him, which was also self-natured, but the result was completely different.
At that point in time when Wu Quan was in charge, Xiong Wentao's voice comprehensively crushed Guo Xiaozhou. With Xiong Wentao's arrogance, he disdained to play small actions at that time. He wants to knock down Guo Xiaozhou openly.
Therefore, Wu Quan did the same thing, but was not accepted by Xiong Wentao. Eventually, he was expelled.
This time and that time. Lin Peihui's self-initiated timing was just right. At this time, Xiong Wentao faintly began to have the upper hand, so Xiong Wentao was in a hurry.
He did it again, which naturally fit Xiong Wentao's thoughts. Umbrella delivery in the rain.
The reason why he "cut first and then play" is because since ancient times, "figuring out the holy will" is the most disgusting to the emperor. In short, he must know Xiong Wentao's thoughts well, but he can't let the other party know. But do it at the best possible time.
Although it is good to enjoy the shade with your back against the tree, you can't show it too much, and you must understand the truth that you are like a tiger! Therefore, he has no smug color.
"Do you usually watch football?" Xiong Wentao suddenly asked.
Lin Peihui knew that Xiong Wentao was a Liverpool fan, and he was particularly fascinated by Liverpool when he was young, but he never loved football, let alone playing, and he didn't bother to watch it. He always believed that those crazy fans were pure idiots.
But before he was transferred to Xiong Wentao's side, he temporarily made a surprise attack, England, Serie A, Bundesliga, including China. At least to the point where you can talk about the ball.
Lin Peihui said: "I love it when I study, but when I joined the work, I don't have this condition......
After Lin Peihui finished half-truths, he waited for Xiong Wentao to ask him about the team or the star he liked.
But Xiong Wentao smiled and said: "You like football, then good, we can communicate about football." In fact, there are many things in football, which are worth learning from. For example, some people like defensive football, some people like offensive football, and some people like beautiful football. But no matter what type of play it is, there is only one goal in the end, and that is to win. ”
"No matter what kind of football, there is only victory. Victory can turn the gray into white, the arrogant into domineering, the cowardice into gentleness, and the loser has nothing: possession of the ball will be ridiculed as a backward foot, attacking is not self-sufficient, squatting at home to defend is a big bus. Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be punished. Chase victory, and with victory in hand, you can interpret your philosophy casually. Xiong Wentao has almost never been so "heart-to-heart" with his subordinates. He was very happy today, his tense heart finally relaxed halfway, and then he began to think about how to settle in Zhen City, and Lin Peihui was one of the objects he wanted to cultivate. After all, he is a great hero.
went to Zhen City, and he needed Lin Peihui's subordinates who were both reliable and useful.
"I see, boss! History always belongs to the victors. Either way. Lin Peihui thought of some of the deployments against Guo Xiaozhou this time. He knew that Xiong Wentao definitely didn't like his subordinates to look down on him as a leader, and he didn't want his subordinates to be regarded by his superiors as people who liked to play with intrigues. The metaphor of football is to whitewash itself. Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to poke through and provoke the other party.
Xiong Wentao nodded, and just as he was about to speak, the phone on his desk rang. When he heard it, his face changed suddenly, "What, my father was admitted to the hospital......"
After listening to a few more words, Xiong Wentao's face improved slightly, and his tone was relaxed, "It's okay, let my father rest for a few days, or come to Lingnan to recuperate...... Father wants to talk to me? Good! ”
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Xiong Xinmin suddenly had high blood pressure and was immediately sent to the hospital, and after first aid, he finally woke up.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to order his secretary not to tell anyone about his illness and admission, and then waved everyone in the ward away, "Let me rest alone!" ”
He lay on the hospital bed, calming down and recalling some of the things that happened not long ago.
All the horizontal lines, straight lines, curves, connect them.
He now thinks that the so-called "playing with flowers" and "designing others" are all excuses for Chi Guoguo. In the case of a balance of power between the two sides, if one side makes a mistake and deviates in advance, it is tantamount to breaking the balance. Even when the top management can't make a choice, someone gives it a chance, so it's easy to make a decision. Whoever makes the mistake is out. This is the opportunity that the top brass may have been waiting for.
And Guo Xiaozhou didn't commit it, but Xiong Wentao suddenly made a mistake.
In such a situation, at least the loser has nothing to say, and there is nowhere to shout about injustice. Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble in the follow-up.
Xiong Xinmin finally understood that the battle between Xiong Guo and Xiong Guo is not about resources and energy, but about patience and persistence, who will not make mistakes, and who will make fewer mistakes.
Just like two hunters hunting their prey, hiding behind grass or trees in the mountains and forests, whoever hides first can't help it, or makes a noise first and alarms the prey, loses the opportunity to hunt.
On top of that, he never thought about it, what if he lost? Both he and Xiong Wentao despise their opponents too much.
Therefore, they did not prepare any countermeasures.
And a mature politician is not that he has no last resort, but that he can correct his mistakes, and the sooner he corrects them, the better.
He decided to give up, and sometimes the sooner he gave up, the less he would be hurt.
So, he grabbed the phone and dialed Xiong Wentao's phone.
"What? Abandon? Xiong Wentao's voice was full of incomprehension, even anger. Why? ”
"Because you've already lost." Xiong Xinmin said word by word.
"I lost, it's not time to lift the lid yet......"
Xiong Xinmin interrupted Xiong Wentao's words and patiently told him his analysis.
Xiong Wentao was silent on the phone for a long time, lowered his voice and said: "You told me a long time ago that if you play politics and enter this circle, you will never withdraw and regress. Don't be delusional to think that you will be safe and sound after retreating, and you can't naively pin your hopes on the kindness of your opponent. ”
Wen Tao ...... Active retreat is completely different from passive retreat......"
Looking at Xiong Wentao's iron-blue face, Lin Peihui didn't know what serious incident had happened, he stood up in panic, but he didn't dare to speak.
Xiong Wentao's hand tightly tugged on the microphone, he thought of Huang Yuwan's mocking face, thought of Gan Ziyi, and thought of Guo Xiaozhou's invincible appearance in the future, his body trembled slightly, and he almost roared angrily: "I will never retreat!" I'm going to fight until the last moment! ”
After speaking, Xiong Wentao "snapped" and pressed the phone.
Lin Peihui said cautiously: "Boss, don't be angry......
Xiong Wentao's eyes suddenly shot towards Lin Peihui, his eyes were full of anger, "Get out!" Get out of here! Get out of here! ”
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