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After flying for fourteen hours, Kuang was landing at Zurich Airport.

For this training, UnionSignal Business School only provided the venue and teachers, and the trainees were convened and organized by the private banks who participated in the training. They arranged for Duan Zhao to stay at home, and all the others came to serve, which was regarded as a change of direction.

The trainees and staff members report separately, these second generations either take a private jet, or come from their family’s property in Switzerland, only Kang Chi, who has to follow Hyosung to squeeze the first class cabin, and tear up with Xia Ke all the way.

The School of Business sent two Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles to pick them up. From Zurich Railway Station to the small town of Lucerne, there was a fairy-tale snow country scenery along the way, cedars under the starry night, snow-covered cabins, and the train in the capped mountain scenery Passing through slowly, it seems that the whole world is running in the hustle and bustle, only the time here stops at a certain quiet moment.

When arriving in Lucerne, most tourists have to find a pier to take a boat across Lake Lucerne, but the car of the business school takes the whole journey by land, passing through the white forest. From a distance, you can see the silver mirror of Lake Lucerne. The ferry boats are in twos and threes, and directly in front of the bow is Mount Rigi in the mist.

UnionSignal Business School is located at the foot of the mountain. From the perspective of Chinese people, it is an inconspicuous building.Everyone got out of the car one after another, and walked a section of snowy road with their luggage. Kuang Zheng was in the front, wearing a dark green cashmere coat, black classic stitching leather boots, and his short hair was blown by the mountain wind, sending a faint musk fragrance.

Suddenly, there was a blow on the left shoulder, which was a broken snowball.

Kuangzheng looked back, and there were all his people behind him. Among his three boxes, Huang Bailiang dragged one, Xia Ke dragged one, and the third should be in Lai Xiaoxing's hands, but his hands were empty, rubbing his palms, Like holding snow.

"Hey, hey," a flash of Kang Qian's arrogant diamond earrings flashed in front of his eyes, "He didn't hit you, he hit me, and he missed it!"

Kuang Zheng patted his shoulder, pushed his chest and pushed him away: "You are here to work," he said to the people in Wanrong Zhenhui, "The work is done, I don't care if the sky is turned upside down, and the business is not over yet. Do it, put away all your messy hearts."

Lai Xiaoxing pursed his lips and lowered his head in shame.

"Here," Kuang Zheng stomped, "is the gathering place for the world's top rich people. The No.2018 area where private jets arrived in 3. A snowball missed. If it wasn't me, someone else would hit it?"

Lai Xiaoxing realized the seriousness of the problem, and shrank his neck, that timid look became more like a hamster.

"Hey," Kang Qian came up again, correcting the box in his hand, "My master didn't mean to..."

"And you," Kuang Zheng cast his eyes on him, very stern, "You are a student of the training class and our service object." He pointed to the box, "Whoever took it for you, return it."

Kang Gan glanced at Lai Xiaoxing, his neck stiffened and he didn't move.

"What?" Kuang Zheng narrowed his eyes, "Is it difficult for me to speak well?"

Kang Chi was actually afraid of him, but he refused to give in: "I'm here, and I don't need my master to work."

Seeing that they were about to get married, Lai Xiaoxing hurried over and snatched the box from Kang's hand, but Kang's refused to give it to him, and the two of them argued, Xia Ke couldn't see it from behind: "I said you young couple are not finished. ?”

"Xia Dazui, what are you talking about!" Kang was furious, and raised his finger to point at him, Lai Xiaoxing took the opportunity to take the box away.

Kuang Zheng turned around and continued to move forward, and Kang Gan chased after him: "I said, big brother, why do you have such a big face, your own box, it's justifiable to let others carry it!"

Kuang Zheng gave him a bad face: "Because I am the boss."

Kang sighed: "The boss can't bully people..."

"Boy," Kuang Zheng suddenly stopped, Kang was startled, subconsciously took half a step back, unexpectedly Kuang Zheng asked, "What's the matter with your father?"

"Huh?" Kang was dumbfounded.

Boss Kuangzheng was not happy: "He always calls Baochan recently."

"Impossible," Kang Qian's eyes widened, "Has he not gotten over it yet?"

"Who are you asking?" Kuang Zheng said with a cold face.

"I...don't live with him," Kang explained, "I don't spend his money either, I spend my mother's money." At the end, he added, "That's an old bastard!"

Kuangzheng was speechless, his own son surnamed Kang said so, what else could he say, he only hoped that Shi Kuoting and the others could take good care of Baochan during his absence.

Report to the front desk and get the room card. Everyone has a single room. The correct room is facing Lake Lucerne. Outside the window is the sparkling lake. The stars are shining brightly. I wanted to relax for a while, when the phone rang, I took it over and saw that it was Fang Chengcheng.

"Hello," they said without talking on the phone for a while, "Boss Fang."

Fang Chengcheng came up and asked: "Is there any hope for an overseas IPO?" He said in an impatient tone, "If you ask me again, your Wanrong investment bank is also fine!"

Kuang Zheng frowned: "Is your marriage and divorce over?"

"Soon," Fang Chengcheng said, pacing over there, "It will take some time to process the property."

"Don't think about it for the time being," Kuang Zheng said honestly, "After you settle the affairs of the family and divide up all the property, we can discuss it in the long term."

"Long-term plan?" Fang Chengcheng's voice became louder, "I don't have that much time, buddy! My stock is falling every day, every hour, every minute, and I have to come back!"

"Mr. Fang, I advised you not to get a divorce at the time. You ignored it." Kuang Zheng pointed out his key mistake. "Finally, I got a clue about your wife's cheating. I asked you to investigate. Do you remember what I said?"

Fang Chengcheng didn't remember that from the beginning to the end of this incident, his mind was in chaos.

"I said," Kuangzheng paused word by word, repeating what he said at the time, "Don't rush to get the things, find a professional lawyer, and we will negotiate with her."

Holding the ironclad evidence that she was cheating on her, the team started a discussion and asked her to revoke the divorce application, delete the Weibo revelations, and clarify in a few days, so as to bring back Fang Chengcheng's negative image and reduce the stock price of Hot Wheels. Putting it up again, if you had listened to Kuangzheng at that time, Motion Picture Communications would never have fallen into the situation it is today.

"But how did you do it?" Kuang Zheng asked, "Why didn't you think about it at that time, the stock of Hot Wheels will fall every day, every hour, every minute?"

When the words fell, there was a busy sound in my ear, and it was Zhang Rong calling in.

"I don't even want to!" Fang Chengcheng yelled, "My wife cuckolded me, and scolded me all over the world for looking for a mistress. I can make her good for this kind of woman?"

"But are you loyal to her?" Kuang Zheng asked, "You two are the same!"

At this moment, Zhang Rong called in for the second time, and Fang Chengcheng was still yelling, "Men play tricks every time..."

"Playing on the spot?" Kuang Zheng interrupted him, "You even have a child!" He calmed down, not wanting to argue about these meaningless things, "Boss, because of these crap things, you fell from the sky to the ground, is it worth it?"

Fang Chengcheng stopped talking, and he knew it was worthless, but it was too late.

"You have already missed the best time for an overseas IPO," Kuang Zheng suggested to him, "Just wait. The more anxious you are to make a comeback at this time, the worse it will be for you and the company..."

Pat, Fang Chengcheng hung up the phone.

Kuang Zheng sat down on the bed, very helpless, but helplessness was useless, he was not a client, so he couldn't make decisions for the client, and he could only watch the client bumping his head and walking towards destruction step by step.

He sighed and called Zhang Rong: "Hey, Mr. Zhang, is there something urgent?"

Uncharacteristically, Zhang Rong didn't speak for a long time.

"Hello?" Kuang Zheng frowned.

"That's it," Zhang Rong said calmly, "I'm going to get a divorce soon, and I want to ask for your opinion."

Kuang Zhengteng stood up from the side of the bed, "divorce", he felt dizzy when he heard these two words now: "You didn't see the end of moving video transmission?"

"I see," Zhang Rong said, "that's why I'm looking for you to discuss, what to do is safer."

"It's safe..." Kuang Zheng smiled wryly, even if they are divorced, what's the point of talking about safety? Even if it's not as ridiculous as the Fangs and his wife, it will definitely have an impact on the company's market value, conservatively estimated at about [-]%. "From the perspective of private banking, I don't suggest you divorce, your wife is not very old, money, house, stocks, everything is easy to talk about."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Rong said, "She is not my wife."

Now Kuangzheng was completely dumbfounded, he didn't say anything for a long time, Fang Chengcheng put Xiao's home in London, Zhang Rong was even worse, and directly poked Xiaosan in front of his eyes.

"My wife is in London," Zhang Rong told him the truth, "This one here doesn't have a certificate, she just takes care of me."

Take care, it sounds so nice, Kuang Zheng pinched the corners of his eyes, as if he had seen a new wave of explosive scandals coming to him.

"My wife is my college classmate." Speaking of his wife, Zhang Rong is very gentle. "She is not the kind of woman who is willing to cling to a man. She has her own pursuits. She has not relied on me these years. We... are like talking on the phone during holidays." distant relatives."

"Who mentioned the divorce?" Kuang Zheng asked.

"She," Zhang Rong replied, "she also thinks the marriage in name only is meaningless. I don't want to leave."

"What about the property?" Kuang Zheng went straight to the core question, "What does she want?"

"There is no requirement," Zhang Rong said after a short pause, "but she helped me a lot when I started my business. Without her, Zheng Cai would not be where it is today."

Kuang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"Zhengcai has her half," Zhang Rong said affirmatively, "I mean, divide the property according to law, but we must minimize the impact of our divorce on the company."

Cases that seem to be the same as Fang Chengcheng, but are actually very different, but in this era, as large as a listed company or as small as a family of three, as long as there is a risk of divorce, for a company in the expansion period like Zhengcai Electronics, It's like walking a tightrope in a windy day. If you are not careful, you will die unexpectedly.

Hanging up the phone, Kuang was lying on the bed, and glanced at his watch. It was 10:30 a.m. Beijing time. He didn't need to look through the address book at all. He directly entered Baochan's number, dialed it, and it rang for a while before answering: "Brother."

It was this voice that made Kuangzheng calm and peaceful, as light as eating cotton candy: "Are you at the theater?"

"Well," Baochan said in a low voice, "you're here too?"

"Here we are," Kuang Zheng felt tired and couldn't help saying, "I miss you."

Bao Chan didn't speak for a long time, Kuang Zheng understood him, in front of others, even if it was Shi Kuo Ting Ying Xiao Nong, he would not dare to say these two words, "If you miss me..." Kuang Zheng closed his eyes, recalling the touch of his lips, Soft, moist, slightly trembling, "Just pat your legs, three times, twice fast, once slow."

In the next second, there was a light tapping sound from the phone, two quick and one slow, a total of three.

Kuang Zheng's heart beat vigorously, satisfied.