Zhuang Shikai asked Pony to go to the MBA training class, not because he wanted Pony to be the president of Nike directly, but because he felt that since Pony had a heart, why not train him?

Who says a cripple can't be president?

What's more, anyone with a brain can do anything.

If Pony really wants to learn, he can't become the president.

Underworld talents, white roads!

Not only understand the dangers and evils of the world, but also understand the preciousness of righteousness, and cherish destiny even more.

Moreover, Uncle Jian is old, and he is a factory director, no matter how strong his experience is, he can't withstand the changes of the times, and it is difficult to mix up without learning some real business management.

Leave NIKE to the team of professional managers, and then let Salena control the finances and make her own development decisions...

It's not that this set of operations is impossible, it's just not that good.

If you can produce a trustworthy CEO candidate, why not?

However, Zhuang Shikai just had the mentality of trying it out, and when the time was ripe, he could send a few more people to training.

He plans to spend 10 to 20 years slowly cultivating several business cronies and preside over several companies of the "Shixing Group" separately in the future.

That's the best thing to expect.

As for whether Pony can become the CEO of a company?

It depends on whether the pony is going to learn English or ride a Yanpony......

Of course, in Brother Xiaoma's opinion, Sir Zhuang helped him pay his tuition and sent him to study the president training class, hehehe, isn't that designating the CEO?

Zhuang sir is the big boss of NIKE, and he appoints a CEO to sprinkle water!

Zhuang sir is really a wise man.

Pony walks out of the office with a shake of his head and fan the folder, and before he knows it, he is already floating.

I saw that he bumped into Song Zijie who came to hand in the report on the road, and hugged Song Zijie's shoulders and shouted: "Ajie, look what this is!" ”

He ostentatiously shook off the papers.

Song Zijie was wearing a uniform, glanced at him, and ignored him.

For the sake of him helping the police team last night, Applejack didn't hang him, but stayed to listen to him finish speaking.

"The invitation letter for the MBA president training course, Mr. Zhuang reported it to me." Brother Pony smiled and asked himself.

Song Zijie was shocked and a little surprised.

Of course, he didn't bluff, after all, it was just a training class, and it was not the president of the NIKE Group. He has some experience in the business world, and knows that this kind of training course can be attended if you have money, and the top threshold is just "connections".

Zhuang Sir asked him to go to the training class just because he valued him, and it didn't mean that Brother Xiaoma had any status up.

Applejack was surprised by how Zhuang Sir could cultivate a troubled boy......

Just because he's handsome?

Cut!

It's not enough for me to be pretty!

"Don't roll your eyes..."Little Pony hugged Applejack and laughed, "I didn't let Xiaohui teach me English..."

Song Zijie's face turned black instantly.

Brother Xiao Ma continued: "Do you have time to ask Xiaohui and Brother Hao to go out and get together together?" ”

"I doubt you did..."

"Uh..."

"Big guy, don't raise the gun......" Brother Xiao Ma removed the muzzle of the gun in front of him with his hand, and his movements were very slow: "Just kidding, just kidding, I'm just joking......"

"It's not funny at all!" Song Zijie raised his pistol and said with a cold face: "If you want to try the bullets of the police gun, then you are qualified to joke with me." ”

Since Zhuang Ye taught him how to use a gun, Song Zijie has become decisive and spicy.

This is probably the growth of men.

Brother Xiao Ma laughed and said: "Don't, don't, it's very uncomfortable to order a bullet of 38, this new gun... You put it away. ”

"It's not early, there are still goods to catch up in the factory, goodbye." Brother Xiao Ma waved his hand, hurriedly turned around and walked away, and said as he walked: "He is worthy of being Brother Hao's younger brother!" It's fierce enough! ”

"Xiaohui has your protection, I can rest assured!"

The pony disappears into the Headquarters.

Song Zijie slowly put down the gun, inserted it back into the gun bag, closed the button, and his expression returned to normal.

This time Song Zijie came to Zhuang sir to hand over the case report, the unexpected meeting with Brother Xiao Ma was just an episode, half a month later, all the shares of Long's shipyard will be inherited by Long Xiaohui, Long Xiaohui will personally serve as the boss of Long's shipyard and continue to run the business left by his father.

This made Zhuang Shikai a little surprised: "Although Long Xiaohui studied management abroad in university, and the shipyard has a group of mature technical teams and management personnel. But Long Xiaohui prefers dance and music, and is a standard wealthy lady. ”

"After she and Song Zijie got married, they have been teaching each other at home, and they are very traditional."

"At this moment, she came forward to carry the banner of Long's shipyard, which is really a setback and makes people grow......."

The Long's shipyard has always been profitable before, and the shipbuilding industry on Hong Kong Island has a huge space for development, so there are huge profits in maintenance and repair alone.

If Long Xiaohui chooses to sell the shipyard or let the management go, he will eventually steal the business.

That's a shame.....

After all, Hong Kong Island is a Hong Kong island city, which is inseparable from shipping and shipbuilding.

The future development prospects are very great!

Gao Peiying was not only eyeing the shipyard to make counterfeit money, but also really interested in the interests of the shipyard.

Otherwise, he can drag the team to go outside to make counterfeit money, why should he try to annex the shipyard?

Zhuang Shikai respected Long Xiaohui's approach, and explained a few words to his wife after returning home, so that if Ami was free, he could take Xiaohui to participate in the tea party in the ladies' circle.

This will be very helpful to Long Xiaohui's career.

And Long Xiaohui carrying the flag of the shipyard will be better than Ajie resigning to do business, if Ajie really resigns from his position to manage the shipyard, Sir Zhuang will also respect the choice, but it is even more pity in his heart.

Fortunately, Applejack has never mentioned this stubble, and she knows how to behave and do things, and knows which choice is more suitable for her.

……

Evening.

"He's got another case."

Office of the Deputy Director of Operations.

Wang Anqi flipped through the report and was troubled

Here he refers to "Zhuang Shikai".

Wang Anqi is the Chinese name of Mr. "Charlie", the deputy director of operations.

Just like many ghost executives have a Chinese name, Charlie also has a Chinese name, but he has just come to Hong Kong Island, and he is not very adaptable, and more often uses English names.

However, he has now gradually learned to integrate into Hong Kong Island society, and prefers the name of Wang Anqi, so that the guys call him "Wang Sir".

At this time, Wang Sir put down the report and said with an unhappy face: "According to what he likes, he will accumulate merit in handling the case, and he will take the position at the right time." ”

"No one can stop it!" A strong sense of crisis surged in Wang Sir's heart.

What should I do then?

Do you want to go back to your ancestral home and become a municipal bureaucrat?

Damn, don't say if there is a position, even if there is a position, the municipal bureaucracy is too different from the director of Hong Kong Island!

One is that there is no oil and water, and the other is that there is no right.

And men are always obsessed with power and refuse to let go.

Wang Sir obviously studied the ascent path of Zhuang Sir and knew the style of "Zhuang Ye", and trembled, for fear of falling off the horse.

"Whew."

Wang Anqi stood up, picked up his blazer, and threw his hands on it.

After tidying up his clothes, he pinched his tie and took a deep breath: "Fortunately, I made an appointment with Sir Han for dinner tonight, I hope he can help me." ”

Although he explicitly hinted that South Korea had made a good time, and South Korea had stated that he would "support" him, the private transaction between the two did not involve monetary interests.

Tonight, he plans to give up some benefits and directly seek help from Han Li.

Let Han sir support him!

"Let's go!"

"The soup at home is all cooked." The British are not accustomed to the customs of Hong Kong Island, but they are very honest about Chinese food, and they even know how to "make soup" in just a few years.

Many high-level ghosts leave and return to their ancestral homes, and they have to eat Chinese food at least once a week, and those who have money will invite Chinese chefs to serve at home.

Wang Anqi walked into the elevator in a suit.

Bite!

He soon came to the underground garage.

The underground garage of the General Administration is quite large, most of the police cars and armed cars are parked in the basement, and a very small number of private cars are parked in the basement.

Because there are not many police officers in the Hong Kong Island Police Station who have money to allocate private cars, they are currently maintained above the senior inspector, and only the inspector level can apply for parking spaces, so the parking spaces in the ground garden are quite abundant, and basically those with old qualifications can apply for garden parking spaces.

Garden parking spaces do not need to go down to the basement and have a canopy and convenient, naturally much better than the basement, some senior inspectors of the Zhuang Department have garden parking spaces, but unfortunately Wang Anqi came to Hong Kong Island late, seniority is more "shallow", can only be parked in the basement.

Anyway, it's not that there is no parking space for him to use, so naturally no one will come to please the foreign adults, and deliberately vacate a garden parking space for the foreign adults.

Even if it's a sir......

In the eyes of the Zhuang sirs, we should also talk about the first come, first come, and the rules, right?

The deputy director doesn't have to talk about the rules?

Are the rules of the Hong Kong Island Police Force still rules?

But Wang Anqi secretly remembered in his heart that he was very unhappy with the style of the Chinese in the Hong Kong Island Police Force.

What the?

You don't even know Lord Yang anymore!

Are you still a royal policeman?

It's really not civilized!

Anyway, as long as you don't enjoy the privileges, the ghost guy feels insulted and angry!

And he didn't want to fight with Zhuang Sir before, so he didn't take the initiative to ask for a parking space.

He secretly remembered.

Sir Zhuang was even more lazy to pay attention to him.

"Da-da." Wang Anqi wanted to be in front of his car, took out the car keys, and lit up a "Jaguar" car.

"Didi."

The car is unlocked with the lights on.

Wang Anqi was about to walk to the driver's seat to open the door, and the door of an RV next to him was the first to open: "Sir Wang, do you have time to chat?" ”

An old Englishman in an English suit, tie and gray hair said.

Wang Anqi recognized at a glance that it was the Asia-Pacific speaker of a large British-funded group: "Mr. Windsor, Mr. Leon, Ms. Angela......"

I saw the gray-haired old man holding two glasses of red wine, shaking it in one hand and handing the other glass to the front.

The boss of a large British-owned group showed his face, sat in the car, and smiled at him with a red wine glass.

Wang Anqi took the wine glass and said, "I'm sorry, everyone. ”

"I asked Sir Han to have dinner."

HSBC President "Windsor" raised his glass and smiled: "Hehe, I think we are more worthy of your meeting than Han Li." ”

"And we only occupy the time when you go home to chat, and do not occupy the time you feast on Director Han, I hope we can have the honor of giving you a ride."

"Of course." Wang Anqi put down his subtlety and stepped into the RV with a wine glass: "We can have a good chat." ”