Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

As expected, Yinlang and Yinxiao were punished and wrote self-criticisms. Their superiors originally wanted to transfer them back for special training and arrange for other people to be responsible for Ji Shumiao's safety, but Uncle Hu called and pleaded for mercy. It is not known what Uncle Hu said, but in the end the two were not transferred away from Ji Shumiao.

They changed from secret protection to close protection, and the two had to take turns going back for the devilish special training.

After returning to Beijing, Xiaoyu joined the crew to prepare for the work before filming began, and Ji Shumiao and Lang Ge also became busy again.

Ji Shumiao first went to check out the group building under construction. The main structure of the 28-story building had been completed, and construction was now in full swing.

The person in charge of the construction company greeted the two men with a nod and a smile, and assured that the project would be completed before the end of the year.

Ji Shumiao: "It would be best if it can be completed before the New Year. If not, don't force it. It's not like I won't live to see the end of the year."

This man had previously been in the business of withholding workers' wages, so it was difficult for Ji Shumiao to be in a good mood towards him.

In this hot summer, you will sweat all over as soon as you go out, let alone construction workers.

One worker couldn't stand the heat anymore, so he picked up his safety helmet, scooped a bucket of water from it, poured it over his head, shook his hair, and quickly went back to work.

Ji Shumiao asked casually: "Have all the high temperature subsidies been distributed?"

"Yes, they have all been sent out. They were sent out as soon as possible." The person in charge replied quickly.

The people from Shenglang Group were hesitant to speak, but Ji Shumiao understood instantly and called a worker passing by: "Uncle, please come over here."

The honest worker walked over in panic, and Ji Shumiao could tell at a glance that the safety helmet on his head was different from the one he was wearing.

"Uncle, can you let me see your safety helmet?" Ji Shumiao said with a smile.

The person in charge nearby was already sweating in the hot summer, and said with a smile: "What's so good about the safety helmet? The sun is so hot, let's..."

Ji Shumiao ignored him, looked at the helmet in his hand, and asked the worker casually: "Uncle, have you received the high temperature subsidy?"

"What? What subsidy?"

Ji Shumiao smiled slightly and gave him his helmet: "It's okay, you will receive it soon."

The worker walked away confused. Ji Shumiao threw the safety helmet in his hand to the ground. The low-quality safety helmet immediately broke into pieces and rotted completely.

Ji Shumiao restrained his expression and asked slowly, "Have I paid you one cent less or one day late? Do you want to stain my building with blood before it is completed by perfunctorily treating me like this?"

The person in charge bowed and apologized: "Mr. Ji, I'm sorry, it was my negligence. I will correct it immediately, right away!"

"Let your boss come and apologize to me, who do you think you are?" Ji Shumiao turned and left.

The person in charge cursed in a low voice, and the female bodyguard who had been silent behind Ji Shumiao suddenly turned around and made a gesture of wiping her neck towards him with an expressionless face, which scared the person in charge.

Ji Shumiao ordered the work to be stopped and rectification to be carried out, and she must be given an explanation within two days.

Although Ji Shumiao is young, she is well-known for her ruthlessness in the business world and has powerful backers. No one who goes against her will have a good ending, and no matter how unwilling they are, they have to maintain a harmonious appearance.

The CEO of the contractor regretted his decision and begged for mercy everywhere when he couldn't see Ji Shumiao. He finally came to Ji Shulang and cried and even knelt down to Ji Shulang in public. Ji Shulang had no choice but to agree.

Ji Shulang arrived in front of Ji Shumiao and spoke carefully. As soon as he explained his purpose, Ji Shumiao raised his head from the pile of documents and glared at him.

"Ji Shulang, you ate too much lard and your brain mutated and your cerebellum atrophied? The right side of your skull is a pig brain, and the left side is a love brain." Ji Shumiao frowned and sighed after scolding him, and told him helplessly: "You sympathize with him? A construction worker can't buy a box of cigars from him even if he doesn't eat or drink for a whole year, what do you sympathize with him for? He cried bitterly in front of you, not because he regretted it, but because he was afraid. Even if he regretted it, it was because I found out."

Ji Shulang came to his senses now and sat down on the sofa in annoyance: "I've been stupid again."

Langge is easily influenced and often gets confused about small things, and he can never change this bad habit.

"Wake up." Ji Shumiao was angry and helpless. "They dare not cut corners on the materials used in the project, so they exploit the weaker party and bully the weak and fear the strong. You should think about the other party's purpose in everything, and don't just listen to what others say."

"I know, I know. I'll scold you like a grandson." Ji Shulang rubbed his burning ears regretfully.

"Looking at those workers, I always think of my father working at the construction site when I first came to Beijing..."

After Ji Shumiao finished scolding people, he recounted the past events, which made Ji Shulang regret it so much that his intestines turned green. He swore on the spot that he would always remember his original intention and never sympathize with capitalists again.

After Brother Lang left, Ji Shumiao whistled proudly: "Got it~"

Men are really like animals. They will only work hard if they are whipped and fed with hay.

Another animal knocked on her office door. "The internal chat software is almost done. When can you come and take a look?"

Ji Shumiao: "In order to reward your hard work and contribution, I decided to name the software after you, and call it - Huiyihui."

Zhou Hui smelled danger and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you want to do now?"

Ji Shumiao smiled the sweetest smile: "Nothing."

"It's okay, I'll leave." Zhou Hui turned around and left.

"A little bit!" Ji Shumiao stopped him in time, "Hey, thank you for your hard work!"

Zhou Hui asked expressionlessly: "Where are we going?"

“Africa, Nigeria.”

Zhou Hui walked faster, and Ji Shumiao chased him relentlessly, all the way to his office.

"There is a problem with the market for Langyue mobile phones in Africa. Langyue's marketing director is a girl. It is very inconvenient for her to go to such a far place in Africa alone~"

Langyue makes mobile phone hardware, and Tonghuali is responsible for system software development.

Chinese mobile phone manufacturers have joined hands to open up the international market and have occupied more than 70 percent of the global market share. Western capital has come to their senses and has begun to join forces to boycott and sanction Chinese manufacturing.

As developed countries restrict exports and impose tariffs, many manufacturers have set their sights on third world countries, including Langyue.

Due to the huge cultural differences, lack of understanding of the African market, and inability to accurately grasp the needs of African consumers, Langyue received a mediocre response after entering the African market.

Ji Shumiao advised earnestly: "I'm not asking you to go to the African savannah to open up wasteland, you're going to the capital, an international metropolis. I'll give you a travel subsidy? You don't have to rush back, just treat it as a public travel, how about that?"

"Brother Xuan's father is in Africa, why don't you let him go?" Zhou Hui stared at her with deep eyes.

"Then let him go with you, so you two can have someone to look after each other?" Ji Shumiao suggested readily. Seeing Zhou Hui was indifferent, he started to act like a spoiled child again: "You go. I don't trust anyone else to go. You are the most reliable. Just go~ Go~"

Luo Xingyun's English is terrible, Luo Yixian is prone to slacking off, and Langyue's marketing director is a woman. After much thought, Zhou Hui is the most suitable person. He is tall and strong, gives a sense of security, understands technology and has market acumen. His English is okay...

Alas, polygonal warrior, you are no match for her.

Ji Shumiao was actually mentally prepared. People with Zhou Hui's personality would not be willing to be under someone else for long. After a few years when he was fully grown, he would definitely leave Shenglang and start a new business.

So squeeze it as much as you can while you can.

"Go ahead~" Ji Shumiao said coquettishly, "Go back, brother?"

Zhou Hui finally nodded and agreed. He would be gone for at least a month, and before leaving, he gave Ji Shumiao's birthday present in advance.

Ji Shumiao held the gift box in his hands, his heart was touched, he regretted and felt bad for three seconds, then he quickly sobered up and patted his cheek: "Wake up, wake up, don't be like Brother Lang who died and empathized with the skinning last week."