Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 628: The Beginning of Restlessness

Zhuang Shikai asked Xiao Ma to go to the MBA training class, not because he wanted Xiao Ma to become the president of Nike directly, but because he thought that since Xiao Ma had the heart, why not train him?

Who said a cripple can't be the president?

Besides, anyone with a brain can do anything.

If Xiao Ma really wanted to learn, he might not be able to become the president.

Mafia talent, white way use!

He not only understands the dangers, darkness and evil in the world, but also understands the value of righteousness, and can cherish destiny even more.

Moreover, Uncle Jian is getting old, and being a factory manager is a godsend. No matter how strong his experience is, he cannot withstand the changes of the times. It is difficult to get along without learning some real business management academics.

Hand over NIKE to a team of professional managers, let Salina control the finances, and make development decisions by herself...

It's not that it doesn't work, it's just not that good.

If you can develop a credible CEO candidate, why not?

However, Zhuang Shikai just had the mentality of giving it a try, and when the time is right, he can send a few more people to train.

He plans to use ten to twenty years to gradually cultivate several business confidants, and in the future he will separate and manage multiple companies of the Shixing Group.

This is the best expected.

As for whether Xiao Ma can become the CEO of a certain company?

Then it depends on whether the pony is going to learn English, or to ride a foreign horse...

Of course, in Xiao Ma's opinion, Sir Zhuang paid his tuition fees and sent him to the CEO training class. Hehehe, isn't that appointing a CEO?

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

Sir Zhuang really knows people.

Xiao Ma fanned the wind with the folder, walked out of the office shaking his head, and he was already floating before he knew it.

He bumped into Song Zijie who was coming to hand in the report on the road, and he put his arms around Song Zijie's shoulder and shouted, Ajie, look what this is!

He flicked the files flamboyantly.

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

For the sake of his work for the police force last night, Ajie didn't hang him, but stopped to listen to him finish his speech.

Sir Zhuang gave me the invitation letter for the MBA executive training class. Brother Xiao Ma smiled openly, asking and answering himself.

Song Zijie was startled, a little surprised.

Of course, he wasn't fooled. After all, it was just a training class, and it wasn't the appointment of the president of the Nike Group. He has some experience in the business world, and he knows that this kind of training course can be attended by money, and the top threshold is only connections.

Sir Zhuang let him go to the training class just because he valued him, it didn't mean that Brother Ma's status had risen in any way.

To Ajie's surprise, how could Mr. Zhuang raise a young and Dangerous boy...

Just because he is handsome?

cut!

It's not enough for me to be pretty!

Don't roll your eyes... Little Ma put his arms around Ajie and laughed, I didn't ask Xiaohui to teach me English...

Song Zijie's face turned black instantly.

Brother Xiao Ma continued: Are you free to call Xiaohui and Brother Hao to go out together?

I doubt everyone's original...

Well…

Boss, don't raise your gun... Xiao Ma moved his hand away from the muzzle of the gun in front of him, and his movements were very slow: Just kidding, just kidding, I'm just joking...

This joke is not funny at all! Song Zijie held up his pistol and said with a cold face: If you want to try the bullets of a police gun, then you are qualified to joke with me.

Ever since Lord Zhuang taught him how to use a gun, Song Zijie has become more decisive and much hotter.

This is probably the growth of men.

Brother Xiao Ma chuckled and said, Don't, don't, the .38 bullets are uncomfortable, this new gun... you can put it away.

It's getting late, there are still goods to be rushed in the factory, goodbye. Xiao Ma waved his hands, turned around and ran away, and said as he walked, As expected of Brother Hao's younger brother! You are fierce enough!

Xiaohui has your protection, I don't worry!

Xiao Ma's figure disappeared in the General Administration.

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

This time Song Zijie came to submit the case report to Mr. Zhuang. The accidental meeting with Brother Xiao Ma was just an episode. After half a month, all the shares of Long's Shipyard will be inherited by Long Xiaohui, who will personally be in charge of Long's Shipyard. The boss, continue to run the business left by his father.

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

After she and Song Zijie got married, they have been raising their husbands and raising their children at home, and they behaved very traditionally.

At this moment, she stepped forward to carry the banner of Long's Shipyard. It is really a setback that makes people grow...

Long's Shipyard has always been profitable before, and the shipbuilding industry on Hong Kong Island has huge room for development, so there is huge profit in maintenance and repair alone.

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

That's really a pity.

After all, Hong Kong Island is a Hong Kong Island city, which cannot be separated from shipping and shipbuilding.

The future development prospects are great!

Gao Peiying's focus on the shipyard was not only for counterfeiting banknotes, but also for the interests of the shipyard.

Otherwise, he can drag his team to counterfeit banknotes outside, why would he try to annex the shipyard?

Zhuang Shikai respected Long Xiaohui's actions. After returning home, he told his wife that if Amei was free, he could take Xiaohui to a tea party in the circle of ladies.

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

As for Long Xiaohui carrying the flag of the shipyard, it would be better than Ajie resigning to start a business. If Ajie really resigned to manage the shipyard, Zhuang Sir would also respect the choice, but it was even more pity in his heart.

Fortunately, Ajie has never mentioned this problem, he knows how to behave, and knows which choice is more suitable for him.

...

evening.

He's done another case.

Office of the Deputy Chief of Operations.

Wang Anqi flipped through the report, feeling troubled

Here he refers to Zhuang Shikai.

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

Just like many high-level ghosts have a Chinese name, Charlie also has a Chinese name, but he has just arrived in Hong Kong Island and is not very used to it, so he uses his English name more often.

However, now he has gradually learned to integrate into Hong Kong Island society, and he prefers Wang Anqi's name, so the guys all call him Wang sir.

At this time, Sir Wang put down the report, and said with displeasure: According to what he likes, if you accumulate merits in handling cases, you will be promoted in due course.

No one can stop it! Wang sir felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

What should I do then?

Could it be that he returned to his ancestral home and became a municipal bureaucrat?

Damn, let alone whether there is a position, even if there is a position, the municipal bureaucrat is far behind 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 has obviously studied Zhuang sir's career path, knowing the style of Master Zhuang, he is trembling for fear of falling.

call.

Wang Anqi stood up, picked up her suit jacket, and put it on with her hands.

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

Although he expressly hinted at Han Li several times, Han Li said that he would support him, but the private transaction between the two did not involve monetary interests.

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

Let Han sir support him!

Walk!

The soup at home is ready. The British are not used to the customs of Hong Kong Island, but they are very honest about Chinese food. In just a few years, they even understand soup.

Many high-level ghosts retire and return to their ancestral homes. They eat Chinese food at least once a week, and those who are rich will invite Chinese food chefs to serve them at home.

Wang Anqi walked into the elevator in a suit.

Ding!

He quickly came to the underground garage.

The underground garage of the General Administration is fairly large. Most of the police cars and armed vehicles are parked in the basement, and very few 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 own private cars, and they are all above senior inspectors at present, and only inspectors can apply for parking spaces, so there are plenty of parking spaces in the ground garden. You can apply for garden parking spaces.

Parking spaces in the garden do not need to go down to the basement and have a canopy and are convenient. Naturally, it is much better than the basement. Some senior inspectors in the Zhuang family have garden parking spaces. Unfortunately, Wang Anqi came to Hong Kong Island later, and her qualifications are more shallow. Park it in the basement.

Anyway, it's not that there is no parking space for him, so naturally no one will try to curry favor with Mr. Foreigner, and specially set up a parking space in the garden for Mr. Foreigner to use.

Even sir...

In the eyes of the Zhuang family sirs, first-come-first-serve should also be followed, right?

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

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

But Wang Anqi secretly kept it in her heart, and was very displeased with the Chinese style of the Hong Kong Island Police Force.

What?

You don't even know foreigners!

Are you still the Royal Police?

Really uncivilized!

Anyway, as long as he doesn't enjoy the privilege, the ghost will feel insulted and angry!

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

He secretly remembered.

Sir Zhuang didn't even bother to talk to him.

Da da. Wang Anqi looked at the front of her car, took out the car key, and lit up a Jaguar.

Beep beep.

The car lights up and unlocks.

Wang Anqi was about to go to the driver's seat to open the door, and suddenly, the door of a car next to her opened first: Wang sir, are you free to chat?

An old British man with gray hair in a British suit and tie said.

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

The gray-haired old man was holding two glasses of red wine, shaking them with one hand, and holding the other glass forward.

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

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

I asked Han sir to have dinner.

HSBC President Windsor raised his wine glass and said with a smile, Hehe, I think we are more worthy of your meeting than South Korea.

And we only take up the time when you go home to chat, and don't take up the time when you entertain Director Han. I hope we can have the honor of seeing you off.

Of course. Wang Anqi let go of her reserve, and stepped into the car with a glass of wine: We can have a good chat.

Get ready to gear up and have a blast!