Chapter 137: Communication

"Mr. Chen, are you busy?" Bloomberg smiled and knocked on the door of Chen Yaoqing's office, as the sales director, his immediate supervisor is the general manager.

"Hehe, here you are, Lao Peng, sit." Chen Yaoqing beckoned Peng Bo to sit down, and handed him a cigar by the way: "A friend brought it from Cuba, come with one." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Peng Bo enjoyed this feeling of being taken seriously, and hurriedly took it, he was a member of Chen Yaoqing's family. After Chen Yaoqing took over the Canghai Hotel, Bloomberg quickly stood on the same line with him, because Bloomberg had met Chen Yaonan, and it was obvious that it was not a material that could be made. So Peng Bo thinks it's better to follow the more capable Chen Yaoqing, as for the eldest son who has recently been rumored to have returned, it is said that he grew up in the temple since he was a child, and now he is just eighteen years old, what kind of climate can he become?

Sitting opposite Chen Yaoqing, Peng Berg threw out the purpose of coming: "Mr. Chen, I recently came up with a good idea, this is my plan, you can take a look......"

said that Peng Bo put his plan in front of Chen Yaoqing, and while Chen Yaoqing was flipping through it, his mouth was not idle, and he explained in detail.

Of course, in Bloomberg's commentary, the case from the initial conception, to the formation of the plan, to the communication with the martial arts community, is all due to him alone.

As for communication with the martial arts community, Bloomberg did go to Haoran Fitness Club and met Liu Haoran. Because Bloomberg mentioned Chen Yaotian's name, Liu Haoran received him very warmly. But Bloomberg was clearly mistaken, thinking that the gilded words "sales director" on his business card had an effect. After all, the sales director of the organization under the Chen consortium still has a lot of face to say.

Liu Haoran knew that Bloomberg was the leader of Chen Yaotian's company, so he gave him face. However, Bloomberg believes that he can completely bypass Chen Yaotian and contact the other party. This is based on his rich work experience, because it used to be like this, compared with a planning specialist and a sales director, it is obvious that everyone likes to talk to the sales director, after all, you can make a decision directly, and there is also a feeling of being valued.

Therefore, Bloomberg has this confidence, and now pats his chest in front of Chen Yaoqing and says that this case should be fine.

After reading it, Chen Yaoqing's shrewdness had already seen the problem. Bloomberg has been in the Canghai Hotel for many years, and the martial arts world has never paid attention to things, how could he think of it today? There is a new young man who knows martial arts in the planning department, isn't the answer coming out yet?

Chen Yaoqing smiled gently: "Did you handle this case by yourself from beginning to end?" ”

"Yes." Bloomberg replied confidently, although in fact, his heart was already a little empty. To be honest, Bloomberg still finds Chen Yaotian's name a little strange. But judging from the performance, it seems that Chen Yaotian and Chen Yaoqing have nothing to do with each other. Bloomberg thinks it's normal that there is no relationship, will the son of a rich man like Chen Guanzhong be sent to be a security guard? Are you kidding? Besides, I heard that the eldest son is studying in college, and it can't be the little security guard.

"Yes, Lao Peng, this case is worth doing." Chen Yaoqing didn't ask, and seemed to easily believe Bloomberg, and Bloomberg thought so too.

When Bloomberg went out, Chen Yaoqing's usual kind smile on his face brought a bit of evil.

"Dad, I thought you ......"

"What?"

"Nothing, I just didn't expect you to ...... too"

"I didn't expect that I would be like ordinary people, sitting at a roadside food stall, drinking beer and eating barbecue?"

Chen Guanzhong smiled and asked rhetorically, Chen Yaotian nodded, honestly admitted.

This is the open-air barbecue stall at the entrance of the Canghai Hotel, where there are tourists and ordinary employees of the hotel. The smell of sweat, foul mouth, bare shoulders, and flip-flops are the most common side here, but Chen Guanzhong is not conspicuous in it.

Although Chen Guanzhong did not strip off his arms like other men, he was also able to take off his upper body with only a hurdle vest, and the trouser legs of his trousers rolled up to his knees, revealing his hairy legs and socks, which did not seem out of place with the environment.

Chen Yaotian is really surprised, a man with a net worth of tens of billions will also barbecue on the roadside like ordinary people?

"Hehe, do you think that my father has never suffered hardship, and he was born with a golden key?" Chen Guanzhong handed his son a meat skewer, and he also picked up a meat skewer and munched on it, looking at his son playfully.

Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and the certifier needs to communicate. No matter how close the relatives are, the feelings of not seeing each other for a long time will fade, but they are not as affectionate as the neighbors who often meet.

Chen Guanzhong and Chen Yaotian, the father and son, were separated for 18 years before they recognized. Because he cares about this son, Chen Guanzhong must try to find time to communicate with his son.

But obviously it is not appropriate to choose a place like a western restaurant for communication, this is not a pickle girl, this is a communication between father and son, naturally the more natural the better.

Chen Yaotian didn't nod or shake his head, but he obviously thought so in his heart.

"Actually, your grandfather's wealth is not innate, you should know that he was a laborer on the docks when he was young. Later, I believed the fortune teller's words and took the house as a business, which is why he rose. There have been several twists and turns in the middle, and there are things like being on the verge of bankruptcy. When my father was young, he would often go to other people's fields to steal corn and roast it to eat, but the taste was not as good as this. Chen Guanzhong smiled and pointed to the meat skewers on the small stove and said:

"When I was in college, my father was studying for an MBA in the United States, and your grandfather didn't give me a penny except for tuition. On the first day of duty, my dad went around looking for a restaurant to wash dishes. But in the second semester, my father didn't wash the dishes anymore, but went to buy a batch of fake leather shoes to sell in the dormitory. Because in the United States, it is very important to find a job, and suits and leather shoes are a must. No matter how poor you are, you have to buy a suit. So one of my seniors is also a fellow countryman, and bought a pair of fake leather shoes from me to work on noodles. As a result, it rained the next day, and when he came back, he ran to my dormitory angrily and fought with me. It turned out that the fake leather shoes he was wearing were wet by the rain and cracked directly in front of the other party, and the leather shoes were not only not cowhide, but even kraft paper! Haha, we had a fierce fight, my glasses were shattered, both eyes were swollen, and I had a nosebleed. But after that, we became very good friends......"

Speaking of this, Chen Guanzhong's voice gradually weakened, as if he had thought of something sad, and his originally radiant face became dim.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Chen Yaotian felt his father's sadness, which seemed to have a lot to do with this senior.

"It's okay, my eyes are a little dry." Chen Guanzhong scribbled, took out eye drops from his pocket, raised his head and dripped two drops into his eyes, and there was liquid flowing out, I don't know if it was eye drops or something else.

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