IV. Liaison Office (II)
Zhu Tong had been worried about Ye'er's body, and he held Ye'er's wrist anxiously.
Carefully probed, sure enough: the rouge buckle on Ye'er's body was completely removed.
"Thank God, Ye'er is fine."
Ye Er suppressed the excitement in her heart, tried her best to keep herself in line with her previous state, and said angrily: "Ma Lao and Miss Mei hired a miracle doctor for me, and she cured my illness. β
"Thank you, what's his name, from that hospital?"
"I'm sorry, it's a secret. You...... Still used to it? Ye Er pointed to the gorgeous executive desk; Director Li, I'm your subordinate now, are you happy? β
"It's nice to be together every day." The little liar said happily and reached out to hug her.
Ye Er hurriedly walked to the door and said, "If you are like this, I will apply to leave." Li Xiang, I don't want you to be distracted. β
"I was wrong, don't go." The little liar hurriedly apologized, and Ye Er didn't act too blunt, so he sat down opposite him.
The two of them shook hands and looked at each other, Zhu Tong smiled stupidly, and his love, pity, and relief were overflowing. Ye Er forced herself to be tender like water, of course it was difficult at first, Wang Xiangjiao explained to her some of the circumstances of this person, no matter what, deception is always abhorrent. But the affection in the eyes of the little liar gradually softens a hard heart.
"Let's get to work, we have time in the future." Ye Er gently withdrew her hand.
"Okay, work."
Zhu Tong had no choice but to lock himself in the office, sometimes excited and sometimes nervous in his mind. The miracle doctor invited by Mei Ye must not be an old liar, so who will it be? Ye Er has been talking about working overtime for the past few days, but she didn't expect Wang Xiangjiao to send her to herself. Is this a blessing or a curse? No matter how you look at it, it's like putting a spell on your head.
I couldn't figure it out, so I had to put it aside first, and the little liar began to read the stack of documents left by Xiang Huayi, and slowly looked into it, feeling that this errand was getting more and more difficult, and the pressure and tasks on his body were too heavy.
To put it simply, the biggest problem at present is not the Jingchi family and the Australian MT shipping company, but the Chinese side of this joint venture, that is, Xuyang Group.
The documents show that Huayi's China Commercial Bank owns shares in Xuyang Group, and Smith, in the name of the Kipson Foundation, has acquired some shares in Xuyang Group. The Kipson Foundation is a billion-dollar fund just registered by Smith, which is actually the same as the Kipson Center for Economic Research in Shanghai downstairs.
Jiang Xiaoyu's Shengliyuan Group also owns shares in Xuyang Group; The other is the shares owned by the Golden Lotus Foundation in the hands of the Boring Master.
These are the parts that have already been processed, and the number of private transactions and the number of shares held by various parties in the stock market has not yet surfaced.
In this way, Tian Xuyang still has no more than half of the shares of Xuyang Group in his hands, which is still a relatively simple part. There are five listed companies under the Xuyang Group, and the real confusion is the shareholding structure of each branch.
Due to historical reasons and the well-known Chinese characteristics of China's securities market, Xuyang Group has an absolute controlling stake in five listed companies, and the outstanding shares account for about 40% of the total share capital.
Specific to Zhongtian Shipping Company and Jiangdu Iron and Steel, the people who hold the shares of these two companies closely related to Fuhua Shipbuilding are all well-known figures; Most of them became shareholders of Tian Xuyang through the additional issuance a few months ago. Among the major shareholders on the register, there are Golden Lotus, Shengli Garden, and Donghai Investment. Strange, where is Lan Zhanjiang's money? There is also a suspicion that Lan Zhanjiang said that the boring master laundered money for Jiang Xiaoyu and the silver gun, and with Zhu Tong's current level, there is no doubt in the accounts.
The little crook has always been very confident in his ability to settle accounts, and at this time, he couldn't figure out the big account by holding a pen and scratching on a luxurious desk worth 80,000 yuan for a long time.
Fortunately, there are professional financial people around him, Zhu Tong rang the bell and asked Xiao Xiao to ask Ye Er and Xiang Mo to come in and help.
During working hours, Ye Er behaved very professionally, only exchanging a gentle smile with the little liar, and nothing else; She even sat across from her desk, making the little crook hate that the lavish executive desk was too big.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon when Xiang Lao left, and several people were buried in the office and forgot the time.
Because the director didn't leave, Song Gongzi didn't dare to leave. He stayed outside bored, began to fart with Taihai Yan, and later talked nonsense with Wu Zhanming. But everyone has a job, so they have to stay in front of a computer and play games.
Wu Zhanming called in and said that there was a guest visiting. Zhu Tong looked out the window, the sea of lights in Shanghai was burning brightly at night, only to realize that the main piece of furniture in the office was missing: the table clock. Raise your wrist and look at the C watch, the pointer points to 10:20.
Ye Er also looked at her wrist at the same time, and Zhu Tong felt that she was slightly stunned. The two C watches were originally a couple watch, and in the past, Ye Er liked to adjust their time to the minute and second.
"Who's visiting?" Zhu Tong stretched his waist and asked.
"A soldier, he said it was your old friend, surnamed Cheng." Wu Zhanming said in a low voice, he must have been tired.
"Invite him in." Zhu Tong put down the phone and said with a smile: "A few beauties, let's stop here today." You can take your time and start tomorrow to prepare for the press conference. I'm sorry, I've been delaying you for too long, my boss is very unqualified, let Xiao Yang send you home. β
"The boss should have a treat." Xiang Mo rubbed her eyes and said that when settling accounts, she contributed the most. Zhu Tong learned that although finance and finance are both dealing with accounts and money, they are not the same thing at all in many projects.
"I'm busy." Zhu Tong got up to open the door, and Cheng Zhenjiang walked in with a high spirit.
"Ajiang, why are you here?" Ye Er hurriedly stood up and gave up her seat.
"I'm unemployed, and I'm begging Boss Li for food." Cheng Zhenjiang's military uniform really has no epaulettes and ranks.
"Mr. Cheng is kidding, right? You....... Zhu Tong was puzzled.
Cheng Zhenjiang sat opposite the executive desk and interrupted him with a bitter face: "I was just ordered to change jobs, alas, I was hurt by Huang Gongzi." Because of the two transfers of troops into the city, the chief said: You are too bold, and the navy cannot tolerate you; There are no rules and disciplines in the place, so it's more suitable for you. Huang Gongzi said, Director Li is not a doctor now, but he is doing big business, so I have to come to you in disgrace. β
Will it? The little liar muttered in his heart; Cheng Zhenjiang said that it was because of the unauthorized mobilization of the Marine Corps to interfere with the place, so ...... the Yellow Sea? Was it intentional or couldn't handle the pressure?
No matter what the result is, Cheng Zhenjiang can't refuse. If the Navy were to place individuals to Fuhua Shipbuilding, it would be too normal. Even as he said, Zhu Tong couldn't refuse, Cheng Zhenjiang mobilized the Marine Corps twice, in fact, it also helped him a lot.
"Welcome, welcome, we are most lacking in talent like you right now. It's just that Brother Cheng is good at ....... β
"Swimming, sailing, leading troops, fighting, eating, drinking, and merrymaking."
"Oh......."
As a result, Fuhua Shipbuilding Preparatory Office has another employee. Cheng Zhenjiang said that eating, drinking, and having fun is not the same as Song Zhongcheng, and Zhu Tong knows.
After thinking about it, Zhu Tong stood up and held Cheng Zhenjiang's hand, and said sincerely: "I can't do this business for long, and when the matter is done, I still want to go back to the hospital." Brother Cheng, I can't promise you anything. Dude has a wealth of sailing experience and is also familiar with ships, Fuhua Shipbuilding must have a suitable position for you. However, we are now more difficult, and the issue of treatment ....... β
"It's easy to say, as long as you have something to eat. You are good here, the environment is good, you are all beautiful women, you can not give money. Cheng Zhenjiang smiled heartily, and did not forget to compliment the three young ladies present.
Xiao Xiao punched Cheng Zhenjiang's arm and said with a smile: "I knew you wouldn't be able to do it for long." β
"Huh! Xiao Xiao, I haven't offended you, why did you curse me to take off my military uniform a long time ago? β
"Even with your mouth, it's not suitable to work in the army. Your chiefs found out too late. β
Xiang Mo didn't know Cheng Zhenjiang, so he nodded to Zhu Tong to go first.
The little liar hurriedly said: "Today is really a good day, good friends are here." Let's go, I have a treat, and welcome you to join Fuhua Shipbuilding. Brother Cheng, call the Yellow Sea too, and let's be lively together. β
In the time of a few words, Zhu Tong had a few thoughts in his mind; He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say why, just intuition.
Speaking of which, the reason why Zhu Tong camped in Jin Mao Tower is because it is the most prosperous place in Shanghai, and the internal and external monitoring systems and security measures are complete and strict. After the "0.9" incident, Jin Mao Tower has strengthened its response to emergencies in all aspects, and ordinary people dare not come to the door to make trouble.
But avoiding distractions is not the same as trusting anyone. Cheng Zhenjiang and Zhu Tong have no friendship, because of Ye'er, he is still slightly hostile to Zhu Tong; Also, the timing of the appearance is too coincidental. Therefore, the little liar wants to test the details of Cheng Zhenjiang's research.
"The Yellow Sea has risen to Beijing, from the local to the central. Ye'er didn't tell you? Cheng Zhenjiang let go of Zhu Tong's hand and looked at Ye'er;" She also resigned, Huang Hai said. β
"You resigned?" Zhu Tong left Huang Hai behind and looked at Ye Er strangely.
"Yes, people are busy as soon as they come, and they don't have time to tell you." Ye Erqiao smiled and said angrily: "It's all you, the chief said, since your husband is doing big business, according to discipline, you should avoid it." I think that the bureau will be about to go down to the next bureau, and I may not see you for ten days and a half when I am busy. Xiang Lao said that you have no finances here, so I came. β
"Did you really resign?" Zhu Tong asked again. He couldn't believe that Ye'er would resign from that job, and Wang Xiangjiao, why was this arrangement?
"Now it's time for a leave of absence, and resignation is being considered. If you're doing well here, quit your job. Ye Er didn't care, and a pair of wonderful eyes rolled on the little liar's face.
"I can't resign, I'm going back to the hospital after I'm done here." Zhu Tong took Ye'er's hand, not noticing that she resisted slightly; continued: "Ye'er, if it weren't for the request of your chief and Yukimi Ichi, I wouldn't be here. β
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little awkward, a little heavy; Not only Zhu Tong and Ye'er, Xiao Xiao and Cheng Zhenjiang all have the same feeling. Is there really anyone in the world who doesn't love money? Would Li Xiang really give up this rare opportunity and give up the billions of wealth at his fingertips to go back to being a poor doctor?
"I'm so hungry." Xiang Mo stood by the door and said according to his stomach.
"Eat first, eat." Zhu Tong found that he was out of shape, and said abruptly: "Eat, let's eat, I'll treat you." β
Jin Mao Tower can be regarded as Shanghai's gold grotto, at this time most of the restaurants outside have closed, and there are many high-end hotels in the building.
When drinking at noon, Zhu Tong boasted that he was going to eat the restaurant in Jinmao; When I sat on the 88th floor, I realized that this task was quite difficult. If it weren't for Song Zhongcheng, he wouldn't even know which restaurant to choose at this moment.
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