Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

As soon as Special Assistant Sun issued the gag order, Zhuang Li called him into the office and ordered: "You ask the people from the public relations department to contact the reporter and report the case just now in detail."

"What?" Sun Tezhu almost thought he was hallucinating.

He froze for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "But Secretary Zhuang, this is the company's family scandal, so it's not easy to publicize it? The news that the R&D department left collectively just hit the news, and you released the company's financial situation and management system. With the news, the outside world's impression of Yilan will be further reduced, right?"

Zhuang Li said calmly: "I want the outside world to witness with their own eyes how Yilan eradicated the cancer and set things right. This is not a family scandal, this is self-help."

"But from the perspective of the outside world, they will only receive such a message that there is a big problem inside Yilan." Assistant Sun Te argued.

"That's right, this is what I want. Do you understand what it means to suppress before you want to grow? When a person's reputation has fallen to the bottom, every little progress he makes will be greatly recognized by the outside world. I am now What it does, is make Elayne bottom out."

"However, the phrase "going up and down first" doesn't apply to Yilan at all, right? Yilan has been going downhill, are you sure it can go up? After hitting the bottom, are you sure it can rebound? "Sun Te asked bitterly. .

As the person closest to the core of the company, he knows too well what kind of predicament Elan is facing.It is impossible to turn losses into profits in a short period of time, and the best result is to be acquired.

"I'm sure, so please follow my instructions." Zhuang Li said forcefully.

Sun Tezhu gritted his teeth secretly, and then reluctantly agreed.

Zhuang Li took his laptop and knocked on the door of the president's office.

Feng Ming was on the phone with his personal lawyer.His small island had already been sold, and the price was not ideal, but he was in a hurry to spend the money, so he didn't hesitate.

Seeing Mr. Big Mi walk in, he hurriedly said goodbye to the lawyer, then sat upright and smiled heartily.

He couldn't let Mr. Big Secret notice his desperation.

Zhuang Li bowed his body, and said in a gentle tone, "Mr. Feng, how are you going to deal with the issue of shareholders withdrawing their shares one after another?"

"I'm going to take all their shares." Feng Ming said proudly.

Zhuang Li nodded and said: "My suggestion is the same. How much they refund, please eat it no matter what."

"Of course, no problem." Feng Ming waved his hand, looking like a domineering president.

When it exploded, even if his butt was already on fire, he would never look back in front of Mr. Big Secret.

Zhuang Li pressed his fist to his lips, chuckled secretly, then put the laptop on the table, and asked gently: "Please take a good look at this reply letter."

Feng Ming took a closer look, and the arrogance on his face was instantly replaced by astonishment, "Is this really Dr. Smith? The one who just won the Nobel Prize?" He pointed at the computer screen.

"Yes, it is him. He has promised to lead his team to work in Yilan. If the news spreads, Yilan will definitely attract a lot of investment, and the entire business world will re-evaluate Yilan's potential value. Therefore, I suggest you try your best Eat up the shares of those shareholders, because maybe in the near future, Elan will become a listed company."

Zhuang Li smiled and said: "Mr. Feng, you are taking the blame for me, and I will help you pick up gold coins, okay?"

Feng Ming nodded slowly: "Okay."

He looked straight at Mr. Big Mi, and his heart was full of shock, touch and joy.

How could there be such a capable and sweet person in the world.No way, his heart is about to explode.

Feng Ming hastily stroked the corner of his lips to keep himself from laughing out loud.

After calming down, he asked, "How much do you pay Dr. Smith?"

"Five million a year." Zhuang Li stretched out a hand.

"Mi Jin?" Feng Ming confirmed.

"No, it's Chinese coins." Zhuang Li shook his head.

Feng Ming asked in disbelief: "So few? How could he be willing to come?"

"His team can take 5% of the company's annual profits." Zhuang Li added.

Feng Ming calculated Yilan's annual profit, and still found it unbelievable: "Too little, too little, what kind of ecstasy soup did you give Dr. Smith?"

Zhuang Li said calmly: "I promise that I will give him a second Nobel Prize within five years. Besides, Mr. Feng, you have to believe that after one year, Yilan's annual profit will create a miracle." .5% is not a little, it's a lot, more than you can imagine."

He spread his white palms on the table and said, "Let's work hard together?"

Feng Ming is no longer obsessed with Dr. Smith, annual profits, sales miracles, he can only see these hands, and he just wants to hold them.

"Okay." He gently covered his palm and responded hoarsely.

Zhuang Li immediately clasped his fingers with him, and smiled softly: "Mr. Feng, I will not let you down."

Feng Ming's throat was tight and he couldn't speak, his ears and neck were all red.

Zhuang Li took out his hand, helped him adjust the tie naturally, and said with a chuckle, "It's time for lunch break, let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

"Oh, good." Feng Ming stroked his beating heart, and then followed in a daze.

Mr. Big Secret helped him adjust his tie more and more naturally. Will it gradually develop into a habit in the future?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckle.

The two walked into the cafeteria side by side with very relaxed expressions.

The staff who passed by them all looked dignified.

"In your spare time, besides exercising, what do you like to do?" Zhuang Li picked up the menu and looked through it, then ticked off a few dishes and handed the list to the waiter.

Feng Ming originally wanted to talk about some lofty hobbies, but he honestly confessed: "I like playing games."

Zhuang Li glanced at him in surprise.

He scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I never play games." Zhuang Li said with a frown.

Feng Ming immediately expressed his determination: "Then I won't play anymore."

"No, there's nothing wrong with playing games." Zhuang Li took out his mobile phone, "What games do you like to play? Shall I play with you?"

Feng Ming's eyes lit up, and he immediately reported a few games he often played.

Zhuang Li downloaded them one by one, begging: "Are you a master? I just started playing, please take me with you."

Feng Ming said proudly: "I am the number one expert in the whole server! I didn't go up there with krypton gold krypton, but I typed it out by myself. I will definitely protect you well."

Zhuang Li looked up at him with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, and thinking of getting close to this person in the game and protecting him, all the blood in Feng Ming's body burned.He quickly took out his mobile phone, logged in to his most powerful account, and flew around the field with Mr. Big Secret, showing off his operations.

Mr. Big Mi is also very face-saving, and he kept praising: "Mr. Feng, you are amazing! Mr. Feng saved me! With Mr. Feng here, we will definitely win!"

Feng Ming laughed so hard that he couldn't even take a bite when the food was cold.

Damn, who said that going to work is boring?Working is so much fun!

Staff sitting around the two: "..."

The company is about to go bankrupt, the two bosses are really not in a hurry!

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In the afternoon, several shareholders arrived at the company one after another and signed the withdrawal agreement.

That night, Feng Ming's brothers came to the old house to visit their father, and showed him some news about Yilan.

Feng's father shook his head and said: "The way is right, but the method is too radical. Before finding the next house, he demolished the previous house first. This child is really irritable. Let's see again."

He threw the phone aside, disappointed.

Brothers, you look at me and I look at you, all eyes are gloating.

After more than 20 days, Feng Ming actually sold most of the properties under his name, and used the cash obtained to buy the shares of several shareholders, and the relevant procedures were also completed.

In other words, if Yilan goes bankrupt, he will lose everything.Father Feng couldn't even wipe his ass if he wanted to.

When his brothers heard about this, they laughed secretly in their hearts.

Liao Meilan even called her son one day at a time, cursing his stupidity with harsh words.If Feng's father hadn't put down his words and forbade the child's mother to intervene or intervene in the child's business, she would have gone to the company to fire the bewitching secretary Zhuang.

It was another weekend, and the children who loved to surround Feng's father to be cute and behaved went back to the old house very early.

They explained their own business philosophy, and truthfully reported the company's operating conditions.

Father Feng was very satisfied with their performance, and a lot of smiles appeared on his face unknowingly.

One of the children suddenly said, "I don't know how the third brother's company is doing."

The smile on Feng's father's face dissipated visibly with the naked eye, and a displeasure flickered in his muddy pupils.He has always disliked Feng Ming, this child is too independent, too reckless, too stubborn, and he never does anything serious except cause trouble for the family.

Giving him Yilan, who was in the worst business situation, Father Feng had already ruled him out.

And what this child did did not meet Feng's expectations.He actually sold all his property to fill Yilan's hole, did he want to win?This is clearly trying to lose even worse!

"Don't mention him, so as not to upset me." Father Feng closed his eyes and waved his hands.

Several children looked at each other, and then smiled contemptuously.

At this moment, the excited voice of the news anchor suddenly came from the TV: "It is reported that Dr. Smith, who just won the Nobel Prize in Medicine last month, has led his team to China and joined Yilan. Next, He will develop medical cosmetic products for Elan. Please see the reports from frontline reporters."

As soon as the camera turned, Dr. Smith's face appeared on the TV, and the person accompanying him was Feng Ming.

Feng Ming's brothers and sisters looked shocked.

Feng's father, who was taking a nap, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the TV.

On the screen, the reporter raised the microphone and asked, "Dr. Smith, why did you accept Elan's invitation? What moved you?"

Dr. Smith said cheerfully: "I am here for the second Nobel Prize. Mr. Zhuang from Ilan and I will jointly create an unprecedented revolution in the history of medicine."

"What kind of revolution is it?"

"This is a commercial secret, and I can't say it yet. I can only tell you ladies that eternal youth will no longer be a dream."

The reporter became visibly excited and asked, "Do you have any clues about this research?"

"Yes, yes, very promising. I can't wait to get into work. I love Elan, and of course, I love Mr. Zhuang even more!" Dr. Smith confessed enthusiastically.

No one knew who the Mr. Zhuang he was talking about was.

But standing beside him, Feng Ming, who was originally smiling politely, turned dark.

Fuck, he hates this kind of foreigner who doesn't know what to say.Only he can love Mr. Big Secret!

Dr. Smith's name is very useful.The news of his joining Yilan was even reported on the news network, so it goes without saying that other media were enthusiastic about this matter.Yilan, who has been controversial for a while, made a beautiful turnaround in an instant, and her goodwill and popularity soared.

Professional investors rushed to call Elan, asking if they still needed financing.The bank has also eased Elan's loan line.

Even the National Economic and Investment Corporation came up with the idea of ​​focusing on supporting Yilan, and began to have frequent contact with Feng Ming.

Lack of liquidity?Financial situation is bad?R&D department vacuum?nonexistent.Now Elayne is a fully fueled rocket, just waiting to take off into the sky.

Father Feng, who had already given up on Feng Ming, also donated his own shares to Feng Ming for free after several shareholders withdrew their shares.For this incompetent son, he has done his best.

In other words, even if Yilan makes a lot of money in the future, or even rings the bell to go public, it will have nothing to do with the Feng family.This high-quality asset belongs to Feng Ming alone.

Thinking of his son's bold move to sell all his properties, Feng's father finally realized that he had been tricked!

On Dr. Smith's side, the son must have been in contact all the time, but he has kept the news from the public.

He calculated several shareholders, and also calculated his father.

Feng's father laughed angrily, but clapped vigorously again: "Okay! Feng Ming is really promising! The Mr. Zhuang that Dr. Smith is talking about is his Secretary Zhuang, right? He is lucky, and picked up a capable man for nothing!"

Father Feng snorted coldly, and then couldn't stop laughing.

Although the son is frizzy and lacks concentration, there is nothing to say about his vision of people, ability to control talents, and enterprising spirit!And this is precisely the quality that the helm of a large group must possess.

"Not bad!" Father Feng clapped his hands again, and then returned to the study with a smile.

He wants to make a phone call to his son.

The few children who were left by him were jealous, and their hearts were on fire.Their company hasn't been on the right track yet, but Feng Ming's side has already soared!

Is that Secretary Zhuang?This person will dig up whatever he says!