In order to make some money to save the market, you have to put the rest of your life into it?

Chen Weidong hesitated.

There are many channels to raise funds, and he doesn't necessarily have to rely on the Li family, maybe he can borrow from Lin Jiacheng?

Thinking of this, he was a little moved and stood up directly.

Unfortunately, when I turned around, I saw Li Xi'er's face full of expectation.

He suddenly relented, and he really didn't know how to explain it.

"Do you hate that I'm older than you?" Li Xi'er's eyes were filled with hazy mist, and she mustered up the courage to say.

In the past, she could maintain a sense of pride and felt that her conditions were not bad, but now when she compares it, she finds that she doesn't seem to have any advantages.

She knows very well that money is just a number to a certain extent.

People at this stage will not do things they don't like because of the amount of money.

"No, absolutely not!" Chen Weidong hurriedly shook his head and said.

He believed that if he answered incorrectly, the company would soon lose a driver and finances, which would definitely not outweigh the losses.

Then why are you hesitating..... Even if you refuse, I will continue to work as a driver and financial manager for you.... Woo..."Li Xi'er was about to cry and said with her face covered.

"Really?!"

Chen Weidong's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Fake!"

Li Xi'er gritted her teeth angrily, pounced directly, and bit Chen Weidong's arm hard.

Yes!!!

A scream rang out from inside the office.

Thirty-nine degrees Celsius.

Everyone in the Antlers Mansion couldn't help but shudder.

....

August 25th.

Heung Kong, 2 Queen's Road, Central, Yellow River Group Center Building.

A small white car pulled up in front of the building.

The security personnel immediately greeted them and intimately opened the car door for them.

A man and a woman got out of the car, it was Chen Weidong and Li Xier.

"Mr. Chen, Lin Shao said that if you come, you will go to the 70th floor to find him." A security guard said very politely.

"Okay, I got it." Chen Weidong nodded and quickly walked towards the building.

The Yellow River Group Center Building is only 70 floors high.

The 70th floor is also the exclusive office floor of Lam Ka Shing, which is equipped with function rooms such as offices, meeting rooms, dining rooms and lounges.

At the end of the floor is Lam's personal office.

Lin Jiacheng, who is nearly 70 years old, will show up here on time before 9 o'clock on weekdays to start the day's work, and will go to work half a day even on Saturday of the week.

You must not think that it is a characteristic of diligence for the boss to stay in the company all day long.

Some people even have - the boss hasn't gotten off work so late, how embarrassed am I to get off work, this kind of sick psychology.

In fact, for them, there is no difference between being at home and being at the company, they eat whatever they want, sleep when they want, and naturally stay until what time they want.

The elevator in the center building of the Yellow River Group cannot go directly to the top floor.

Chen Weidong and Li Xier, under the leadership of several professional security personnel, transferred to multiple elevators halfway, went through layers of security checks, and swiped their cards three times along the way before finally coming to this office known as the most mysterious in the world.

"Mr. Lin, it's really troublesome to see you." Chen Weidong walked into the office and saw Lin Jiacheng sitting at the desk, and immediately laughed and teased.

"Mr. Chen, I'm making you laugh." Lin Jiacheng also stood up and said with a smile.

Since Lin Zeju's incident, he has comprehensively upgraded the company's security.

It's a bit of a hassle, but at least it's safe.

"Uncle Lin~"

Li Xi'er walked into the office and exclaimed with a sweet smile.

"Hehe, Xi'er is also here, is your father's health okay recently?" Lin Jiacheng helped his glasses and asked with a smile.

"It's good, it's just ....."

Chen Weidong saw that they were chatting about their daily routines, so he looked at Lin Jiacheng's office by himself.

The entire office is not large, it looks like it is only 20 square meters, but it is the base where he is in charge of more than 30 countries around the world and has assets of nearly 800 billion yuan.

Next to his office chair, there is a 24-hour working terminal, which can monitor the rise and fall of the Yellow River Group's stock price at any time.

At the same time, there are also 6 landlines around the desk, each of which corresponds to different permissions, which can be used by Lin Jiacheng to communicate with different people at any time, obtain business information and issue instructions.

Only one of the front of the office is a wall, and the rest are floor-to-ceiling windows.

Standing in front of the window, you can enjoy an unobstructed view of Victoria Harbour.

Every day, the sunrise and sunset, the busy small steamer crossing the sea, shuttling between the north and south shores, fishing boats, cruise ships, sightseeing boats, sea level, all in sight.

Such a layout also implies Lin Jiacheng's business ambition to be based on Hong Kong and look at the world.

Chen Weidong stood here, only feeling a feeling of being at the top of the mountain and seeing the mountains at a glance.

Maybe.

When you are watching Victoria Harbour, it is also staring at you, quietly recording the changes of this era.

The only wall in the office with two paintings and calligraphy hanging on it.

One is Zheng Banqiao's original "Bamboo Sound Xiao Xiao" worth more than 1 billion yuan.

Another calligraphy work is a couplet, a poem by the famous Qing Dynasty general Zuo Zongtang:

Make a superior wish, get married, and enjoy inferior blessings.

Choose a high place to stand, find a flat place to live, and walk to a wide place.

"Mr. Chen, do you also like to study calligraphy and painting?" Lin Jiacheng didn't know when he came behind him, and said with a smile.

"It's just a matter of experience, not research." Chen Weidong hurriedly waved his hand and said.

How dare he get an axe, this line of work is only played by people of a certain age.

"Mr. Chen, I see that you have been staring at this couplet, so do you know the meaning of these two poems?" Lin Jiacheng looked at him and asked with interest.

Chen Weidong secretly said that he actually tested himself on the spot, but fortunately, his foundation in Chinese culture is not bad.

He thought for a while and said: "People should have great ambitions, only seek medium fate, and live an ordinary life. ”

"Look at the problem with a far-sighted view, be a low-key person, and leave room for doing things."

"Awesome! I didn't expect Mr. Chen to have this kind of feeling at a young age, it's really rare! Lin Jiacheng's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, and gave a thumbs up and praised again and again.

"Mr. Lin, this is your office, it should be your way of behaving." Chen Weidong also smiled, always feeling that Lin Jiacheng was using him to praise himself.

"Tsk, I didn't expect someone to know this after graduating from high school." Li Xi'er listened to him next to him and couldn't help but tease.

"Hehe, poetry appreciation is the most basic quality of Chinese people, unlike some people who forget what they are after studying abroad for a few years." Chen Weidong put his hands behind him and said with a calm look.

"Damn..."

Li Xi'er's teeth itched, but it was not good to attack directly.

Lin Jiacheng couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Chen, I heard that you have only graduated from high school, I don't think it is like it at all!" ”