It's over, I'm the boss!

Jian Sutong refrained from rolling her eyes at Zhang Wei, while Che Xiao just smiled faintly.

Perhaps Jian Sutong thought Zhang Wei casually mentioned a dream because he didn't want to tell the truth, but Che Xiao could understand the meaning of Zhang Wei's dream.

Che Xiao knew that the fate of many people would be linked to Zhang Wei's dream, and Zhang Wei's dream was crucial to them.

Before the three of them got into the Hongqi H9, they all took a closer look at the Panamera and Maybach parked next to them. When they thought of changing the Maybach into a Mercedes-Benz E-Class and giving it to Zhong Dadong, the smile on Che Xiao's lips was a little obvious.

However, the car can only be transferred to Zhang Weida Software Company after Tianma Company goes to the Vehicle Management Office to file it.

The red flag car drove slowly out of the parking lot, drove steadily on the five-lane urban road, and finally disappeared among the tall buildings.

In the business car in the parking lot, Zhu Yilong was still watching three PPTs and three videos carefully. Zhu Yilong, who was initially angry, could no longer get angry at this time.

Because if the introduction in the video and PPT can only achieve 80%, then their Tianma company has no chance of winning;

If it can achieve 60, Tianma Company may be able to fight. If it is only half the level, then Tianma Company will have a lot of room for operation.

Zhu Yilong shared the compressed package given by Zhang Wei in the company's work group. In an instant, the group exploded. Their judgments were similar to Zhu Yilong's.

No one wants to believe that this is software designed by a company with a scale of less than 500 million.

Many programmers have spoken out: "If what they advertise can be fully realized, then those world-class software companies are nothing more than that, and their scale is many times larger than Zhang Weida Software!"

If Zhang Wei had not emerged from nowhere, Tianma Company would have been the winner of this tender.

The fact that Zhang Wei won the tender is not scary in itself. What is scary is that Zhang Wei has allowed more people to see top software and use top programs. Then, small and medium-sized software companies like them will face greater development difficulties.

In the past, they could earn 2000 million with a cost of 8000 million, with a net income of 8000 million. According to the standards of the promotional materials given by Zhang Wei, their research and development costs will reach million.

The profit margin has shrunk by 10 units of Rolls-Royce Phantom, 500 units of Volkswagen Lavida, and 6,000 top-tier Pear mobile phones.

This meant that their era of using crude templates to create products would be over. Zhu Yilong felt a sense of crisis in his heart. If he had known that the software designed by Zhang Wei could be put online in minutes, he might have been eager to destroy Zhang Wei.

Their company also bought the performance software and computer cabins designed by Zhang Wei for research. Of course, they knew that Zhang Weida's products must be high-quality products. Zhu Yilong believed everything in the promotional materials given by Zhang Wei.

Zhu Yilong sat in the business car with a frown on his face. He might not be able to win openly this time.

Hongqi H9 was driving on the highway to Chicheng at a speed of 120 yards per hour. Jian Sutong was sitting alone in the back seat and complimented Zhang Wei, the co-pilot:

"Mr. Zhang Gaoyi, you are already such a big boss, but you still have to go to school? Jian admires him!"

Che Xiao only said four words: "Me too!"

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly: "It's just a matter of being entrusted by others and being loyal!"

Zhang Wei was so high-spirited at the beginning that on the first day he went to school, he squeezed out Xiao Bangming, the teacher in charge of the art candidates at Chixian No. 1 Middle School. Now that the art candidates have not yet taken the college entrance examination, Zhang Wei is too embarrassed to quit.

When Du Chuan was so supportive of Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei would not give up halfway and would at least lead him for one term.

Zhang Wei returned to Chicheng for two purposes. One was to go back to the company to have a look. Monday was here and it was time to boost the morale of the employees.

If employees cannot see their leaders for a long time, many employees' work enthusiasm and initiative will be reduced, which is not conducive to the company's good development.

The second purpose is that there are still classes in school, and Zhang Wei will insist on finishing the semester.

Knowing that the boss Zhang Wei was coming to the company, lunch at Zhang Weida Software Company was postponed just to wait for Mr. Zhang to have lunch with him.

The office building has been renovated, the functional areas are complete, and the canteen is also in full swing.

The canteen is spacious and bright, with bright but not bright colors, which is pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Wei and Yan Hua made a dining chair to eat. Zhang Wei asked: "Mr. Yan, how is the creation of the story of "Guitar Player" going?"

Yan Hua replied: "There are no problems with the main line and plot. I have distributed it to everyone in the Game Culture Department to supplement and polish it. It is expected that the story will be completed before this Friday, and the script and screenwriter will be completed by the end of May!"

"Very good. After the story is finished, I will show it to Zhong Dadong and let him provide some opinions. If he has friends who want to participate in the show, give him some power!"

"Why are you so nice to him? Do you have anything?" Yan Hua smiled like a bad girl.

"I simply think that he is very suitable to be an Internet celebrity. Besides, our drama may not be popular, right?"

"I said it would be popular!"

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because I have written more than one story about a musician for someone, and I am very confident about this story!"

"That person can't be me!"

"Humph, I won't tell you, just look at how beautiful you are!"

……

In Zhang Wei's luxurious office on the second floor of the office building, Zhang Wei was sitting on the sofa, looking tenderly at Yan Hua, who was making tea.

Yan Hua is tall and has excellent body proportions, especially her long and well-proportioned legs, which are also worn in black stockings.

Zhang Wei understood that he didn't like black stockings before because he hadn't touched them properly, and because people wearing black stockings weren't attractive enough.

Zhang Wei's palm wandered back and forth on Yan Hua's black silk. If Zhang Wei hadn't been a D-level expert, he might not have been able to control his palm and would have slipped into the ravine.

Even if Zhang Wei slapped Yan Hua on the buttocks, it could not affect the progress of Yan Hua making tea. Yan Hua bent over and poured tea in front of Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei always felt that the Cui Ya milk in front of him was full of fragrance. It's as if the tea has turned a little white.

Zhang Wei generously enjoyed the scenery in front of him. It was indeed beautiful and fascinating.

Zhang Wei had never thought black lace was so charming before, but Yan Hua always had a fatal temptation, as if the lace underwear became more beautiful because of Yan Hua.

After Yan Hua drank a cup of tea, she leaned lightly on Zhang Wei's shoulder. Zhang Wei hugged Yan Hua's slim waist, and Yan Hua leaned closer.

Yan Hua took a breath of Zhang Wei's breath and said, "Xiao Wei, why don't you ask about my family?"

Zhang Wei kissed Yan Hua's forehead and said, "I know that you only have grandparents since you can remember. I heard that you have moved?"

"Do you know why I want to be a director and make short videos?"

"For fame?"

"My grandparents passed away three years ago. My grandma told me before she passed away that I was picked up by them. I don't have anything on me to prove my identity, but I want to find my roots. I want to know why my parents Would you have the heart to leave me behind in the first place!?" There were tears in the corners of Yan Hua's eyes.