Chapter 16: The Taste of the Year

In the following days, Han Muxuan was relatively relaxed, not that after Park Zhihui joined Han Jun, Han Muxuan let go of the company. On the contrary www.biquge.info Han Muxuan interfered in the decision-making of some major projects from time to time, and never relaxed his understanding of the company's situation.

Management is an art, and it has been true throughout dynasties, and business is no exception.

Han Muxuan, who is studying business administration at Seoul National University, never believes that the so-called suspicious people are not needed, and the employment is not suspicious, why, because this sentence is not absolute. Whether it is on TV or in romance novels, there are many incidents of room-fighting, how can the ordinary relationship between superiors and subordinates in reality be stronger than the family relationship between brothers?

Han Muxuan didn't have time to stare at Han Jun's company every day, and now he still needed to go to school and take classes, and he couldn't do this. But he will definitely show his face in the company often, and things can be handed over, but the deterrence and ultimate control must be held in his hands.

In addition to some more conventional and simple things, most of the important decisions involving the company's development and current interests, Han Muxuan has to grasp the right to make decisions in the early stage, and Park Zhihui only has the right to make suggestions for the time being, after all, he has just arrived, and Han Muxuan is not at ease without a period of investigation.

In addition, if you listen to it, you will be clear and biased, and Han Muxuan will also install some cronies in key positions, listen more and watch more, and know the entire company well through the information collected and sorted out by the two assistants every day and sent to his mailbox. He will delegate power but not completely, even if there is a relationship with Li Zonghao between him and Park Zhihui, Han Muxuan still has to carefully confirm it carefully before he slowly and little by little puts down the power in his hands.

Time will tell everything, the road knows the horsepower, and the people will see the hearts of the people for a long time.

The days are always running forward day by day, and the New Year is almost the end of the year in a blink of an eye, and Han Muxuan continues to be busy with his own affairs during this time.

Han Jun Trade is developing steadily and rapidly with the help of the experienced Park Zhihui, and Han Muxuan often runs to the company after the holiday, which is very popular.

With the official start of sales of several brand clothes in China, the current Han Jun company can also be regarded as a source of money every day, giving Han Muxuan a rich income, and Han Muxuan, who is usually stingy, is also a big hand, and it is rare to send a big red envelope to all employees of the company, making the whole company beaming.

As for the script of the speeding scandal, Han Muxuan also rushed out, fortunately there was no crash, and the copyright was registered smoothly and quickly.

As for whether there will be plagiarism complaints in the future, Han Muxuan is also prepared, as for what to prepare, it is very simple, get the evidence in advance and wait.

The reason why it can be done so quickly is because after consulting Shen Shan, Han Muxuan felt that the process was too cumbersome, so he found an agency to entrust it, professional represents efficiency, and the copyright was obtained in a few days, otherwise he didn't know how long it would take for him to come by himself.

Everything that should be done has been done, and he has also done what should not be done, on the 27th day of the lunar month, Han Muxuan set off home at Incheon Airport in Seoul.

The night before returning to China, Han Muxuan had already informed Lee Kwang-so that he was going back to China, and just as he was packing his luggage, Lee Kwang-so handed over a red gift box in his hand.

"Take this with you and go back and say hello to my uncle and aunt for me." Lee Kwang-so scratched his head and said with a smile.

Han Muxuan took it suspiciously, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a box of top-grade Korean ginseng, which was very valuable. After being silent for a while, he finally didn't say anything, but just patted Lee Kwang-so's shoulder hard.

There wasn't much luggage, a small suitcase was stored, and after finishing it, he pushed the box to the side, Han Muxuan got up and went to the refrigerator to get a few cans of beer. Back in the living room, with some snacks and cooked food, on the eve of his return, the two sat face to face, drinking without saying a word until the early hours of the morning.

The consequence of indulgence is that you are late the next day and almost miss the work.

At this time, Han Muxuan, who had a comfortable face, was sitting in the first-class cabin, although he was usually careful in his calculations, but he would not treat himself badly if he had the conditions. Shaking his head a little heavy, he retracted his gaze and looked out the window, Seoul was retreating at the speed of light, South Korea was also going away soon, and in the field of white clouds, the mainland seemed to be waiting for him not far away.

"Hello, sir, what do you need?" A tall and beautiful stewardess pushed the dining cart and whispered to him

"A cup of coffee, thank you!"

Han Muxuan turned his head, took the coffee handed by the flight attendant, and after taking a sip, he continued to look out the window.

The flight attendant seemed to be a little annoyed by his ignorance, so she stayed next to him for a while, she smashed her eyes while showing off her alluring curves, but Han Muxuan still chose to ignore and focus on the window.

He was generally interested in the sexy flight attendants in uniform, stockings, and high heels. Occasionally let them send a glass of wine, and then look at the beautiful legs of stockings up close to feel the temptation of uniform, as for the deeper, he didn't think much about it, and he didn't have that kind of mind now.

As he got closer and closer to home, Han Muxuan, who had always been calm, couldn't help the turbulence in his heart and fell into the memories in the depths of his mind.

The memories of my childhood are still clear, though too far away. At that time, the smell of the New Year was very strong, the red lanterns in front of the door were hung high, accompanied by the sound of earth-shaking firecrackers, the family happily sat around the table, watching the Spring Festival Gala and eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Unlike later generations, no one even watched the Spring Festival Gala, and when visiting relatives and friends, they also asked where you worked, what job, and how much can you earn? If you haven't bought a house, are you ready to get married?

When you really have it, you will feel that it is nothing, but once you lose it, it will have an endless aftertaste and be precious.

In those years in my memory, adults would sit together when they had nothing to do, watch TV and chat, play cards and relax. At that time, when I was a child, I played and frolicked, and occasionally played pranks, took some small firecrackers, lit them, and threw them everywhere to scare people.

"Mu Xuan, don't be naughty, come back for dinner, mom made your favorite braised pork."

"Huh...... Got it, right away. After the milk of the nipple answered, he ran back with a puff.

Thinking of the memories that accompanied him through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, entangled in his mind, exuding an indescribable taste, Han Muxuan couldn't help but feel a little homesick.

Because there is no direct flight from Seoul to Wenzhou, this route will not be opened later, so there is a transfer in Shanghai in the middle, and the original direct flight only takes 2 hours but it takes twice as much, and the plane does not arrive at Wenzhou Longwan International Airport until 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

The flight attendant with a beautiful appearance and a sweet smile, Han Muxuan did not have any nostalgia, and he got off the plane straight away.