Little slag run

It was the first time that Di Que's guess was so accurate. Bi Shaoliang was really interested in his plan and planned to let him take full charge of the proposal.

It stands to reason that as the general manager of Department D, this is his responsibility, but he used to be a person who just threw away his job and waited for his signature and stamp to get it done.This time, when he still wanted to take pictures of cats and tigers like this, Bi Shaoliang gave him a soft knife.

Because the funds involved are large, the cycle is long, and it involves the reform of the internal audition system of Department D, Bi Shaoliang attaches great importance to it. He has set up a special working group for this project, and he will be the governor. He was appointed as the "Executive Team Leader" to be responsible for the decision-making and follow-up of this event, and to report the work progress to him individually every week.

Early in the morning, Di Que saw that Bi Shao's secretary sent him the appointment documents in a busy manner, and also knocked on the red administrative seal.Di Que didn't catch his breath, and almost suffocated.

"Bi Shaoliang, do you really have the heart to let me work in the hospital?" Di Que called Bi Shaoliang angrily.

"What are you talking about? If you have a broken arm, you don't need to be hospitalized. You can come to work normally next week." Bi Shaoliang replied indifferently without conscience.

"You..." Di Que's eyes darkened angrily.

"The newcomer audition starts in May. Since you proposed to reform this year, there is a lot of work to prepare in advance, including funding, publicity, and competition process design. Overtime is not enough. Do you still want to ask for leave?"

Because Bi Shaoliang's tone was so gloomy and serious, Di Que's scalp tingled, and finally he hummed and promised that Bi Shaoliang would go to work on time next Monday with his injuries.

What happened to Bi Shaoliang?Ouyang Chenchen ran away from an endocrine disorder, right?

He is one of the few people who knows the inside story of Ouyang Chenchen and Bi Shaoliang. Ouyang Chenchen and Bi Shaoliang have not heard from each other for several years after they broke up and went to the United States to develop. At first, Bi Shaoliang just worked crazily, but recently he became more and more abnormal. No, I have to pull him as a backup when I die.Bi Shaoliang, who has never asked him to do anything for so many years, and who has never violated the river water, has been going crazy recently. He is staring at him closely and looks like he wants to kill him. He has not lost his love, so fuck him!

While Di Que cursed Bi Shaoliang indignantly, he packed up his things and obediently put on a plaster cast to complete the discharge procedures.

Di Que quickly transformed from an exploiting Huang Shiren into an exploited Yang Bailao.

Where did he do those decision-making and planning things? When everyone sat together to discuss the plan in a meeting, Di Que was like listening to a scripture. Most of the time, he fell asleep halfway through listening.Di Que couldn't tell the good from the bad of the ABCD plans that his subordinates came up with, and he couldn't make up his mind, so he could only take them to Bi Shaoliang for a final decision.

After going back and forth, Di Que finally discovered his role in this money-making machine.Uploading and distributing, to put it bluntly, is just running errands and passing on messages.If this was placed in ancient times, wouldn't it be a shop assistant?

Di Que is deeply saddened by his current status, but there are still many people who can flatter him, telling him that this is called "communication skills".

Although he just ran around and made phone calls every day without doing anything serious, he still made the whole company look up to him with admiration.Di Shao goes out early and returns late every day, works hard and doesn't approach women. What a sage and virtuous king this is!Worth keeping pace with the company's model worker Bi Shaoliang.

Even the old man at home, who only looks at him with white eyes every time, has recently started to be kind to him, and occasionally asks him with a smile about the situation in the company, and when he hears that he can talk to him, he smiles even more Brilliant, like the big red peony in full bloom.

These changes undoubtedly flattered Di Que.So even if he was pretending, he insisted on squatting in the company until eight o'clock before going home, just to listen to the one or two compliments in other people's whispers, and let Aunt Feng Distressed to cook bird's nest porridge for him.

Di Que got busy, and was so busy that he threw away the entanglement with Chen Feng to the Gulf of Mexico. It wasn't until Bi Shaoliang gave him a bunch of contact information that he almost started to prepare for the bidding that Di Que suddenly realized The bastard Chen Feng didn't even make a condolence call after he was injured for so long, and his Porsche should still be ashes in Chen Feng's garage.

Di Que was leaning in his comfortable boss chair, with his long legs resting on the large desk, flipping through the cooperation materials Bi Shaoliang gave him boredly. It's just familiar, and none of the drinking buddies he often contacts appears on it.

Who to look for to attract investment?Many of the above companies are professional venture capital investment companies, and the evaluation materials that need to be prepared for real cooperation can overwhelm people.Di Que flipped through the pages, and saw at a glance that Chen Feng's name was also on the list, and it was still in an obvious position.

"Yo." Di Que couldn't help but take a second look.

The information listed the company under Chen Feng's name, its basic business, and the general flow of funds, etc., which made Di Que stunned.This guy is much richer than he imagined...

Hey, what is there to hesitate about?Since even Bi Shaoliang also considers Chen Fenglie one of the partners he can cooperate with, then let him go boldly!

Di Que took out his mobile phone with a smirk and dialed Meng Fan's number.

"Hello?" Meng Fan's uncertain voice came from the other side of the receiver.

"Hey, Meng Fan, it's me." Di Que smiled.Later, Meng Fan just asked his agent to send him a flower basket to express his condolences. When Di Que thought that Meng Fan was busy earning money for his company, the adults forgave him for not coming to see him in person. .

"Di Shao? Is there something wrong? I'm going to start filming soon." Meng Fan was impatient.

Di Que also saved the polite words, and asked straight to the point: "What is Chen Feng's mobile phone number? Give me one."

"...Do you have anything to do with him?"

"Oh, don't worry, I'm not seeking revenge on him, I have a serious job to talk to him about."

"But the number I have is Chen Feng's personal mobile phone, so it's not good to just give it out."

"Hey, I'm not an outsider. It's okay, Chen Feng won't mind." Everyone on Earth knows that Di Que and no one regard themselves as outsiders.

Meng Fan was silent for a long time, but still reported a series of numbers. Di Que hurriedly took notes, and the last four digits of the eleventh digit were all eight.Di Que hung up the phone and spat angrily: "Upstart!"

His mobile phone number is only two eights.Of course, it's not that he doesn't have the ability to ask for four or eight, he just thinks it's too vulgar to do so.

Di Que let go of his sour grape mentality, and immediately called the "vulgar" Chen Feng, and Chen Feng answered it quickly.

"Hello, hello." Chen Feng obviously didn't know where the displayed number came from, and his tone was very polite and distant, probably thinking that he was selling insurance.

"Hey~~ Guess who I am?" Di Que didn't realize that his words were boring enough after his brain was exhausted, so he rolled his eyes first.

Chen Feng laughed, he seemed to be in a good mood, and guessed: "Is this Young Master Di?"

"Hehe, not bad, I can still hear the creditor's voice." Di Que smiled ruffiantly.Ever since Chen Feng caused him to break his arm, Di Que was no longer afraid of Chen Feng, and his speech became much more relaxed and tough, and he resumed his usual style of dealing with people and things.

"Is the injury better?"

Fortunately, Chen Feng has a bit of humanity, so he knows to take care of his injuries.Di Que raised the corner of his mouth, feeling that the conversation between the two was going well.

"Oh, you also know that I'm injured? Although I don't need you to be responsible, it would be too unfeeling to not even call for condolences in half a month, Mr. Chen..." Di Que is romantic, who is he talking to? They all have a bit of an unscrupulous tone, and at this time they said it lazily and in a long voice, which sounded like a baby.

"Why, Young Master Di thinks I'm too cold? How do you want me to make it up?" Chen Feng was shocked by Di Que's voice, and started joking along with Di Que's rhythm.

Originally, he had already communicated with Mother Di, and he didn't need to worry about Di Que's subsequent examinations and rehabilitation.He could see that Mother Di's eyes were suspicious and wary that day, as if she was afraid that he would bring his son down.Since all the parties said it was okay, Chen Feng was of course happy and relaxed, and concentrated on dealing with the large amount of work accumulated in his hands.

Originally, he also wanted to greet Di Que once in a while, to show due courtesy, but the accident in K City became serious, so Chen Feng went to K City himself, and dealt with the local government departments and related media. The high-profile handling of the compensation issue turned an accident into a public relations campaign for the Huanyu Tianyang Group.

This matter alone dragged on for more than ten days. Chen Feng had to deal with routine work in City Y in addition to the daily entertainment in K City. He was so busy that he couldn't remember who Di Que was.I just returned to Y City today and breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately received a call from Di Que.

"Hey, today I want to talk to you about compensation." Di Que Le: "I have a large-scale audition event in hand to cooperate with film production, and I am attracting investment. Mr. Chen, please invest some money."

Chen Feng was taken aback, feeling fresh about Di Que's half-extortion-like investment promotion method. He shook his head and said with a smile, "How much do you want to invest in this project?"

"Well... let's take [-] million first." Di Que Lion opened his mouth.

ha?Chen Feng was completely stunned.

One hundred million is not a small amount, so how can it be taken out at will.What's more, even if he really has [-] million yuan in liquidity, it is impossible to give the money generously based on Di Que's words, even if he doesn't know what specific projects he is doing.That's not the way to be taken advantage of.

However, Chen Feng was not in a hurry to refuse.After all, with B&D's strength, Bi Shaoliang's checks and efforts to do activities must have his commercial value.And Chen Feng has also taken a fancy to the fat meat of cultural media in the past two years, and more or less plans to enter the entertainment circle.If there is really some profit, the details are not impossible to discuss.

"This is not a small amount. You can show me the detailed plan first."

"Proposal? Yes, I'll send someone to send it to you tomorrow." Di Que didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and his voice became much louder. The quality of the things produced by B&D's professional planning team is not guaranteed. After seeing it, Chen Feng has no reason not to agree.

"Why wait for tomorrow? Just come to my house tonight and discuss in detail. Remember to bring my Audi and replace your Porsche." Chen Feng suddenly suggested.

"Going to your house tonight?" Di Que was taken aback.

The plan can be delivered by express delivery, and the matter of changing cars can be handled by sending a driver, but Chen Feng asked him to run to his house overnight. What do you want to do?Once Di Que was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of well ropes for ten years, so he immediately became vigilant.

"I have a business trip to the United States tomorrow night. If I don't talk about it tonight, it will have to wait until next week. Why, or...are you afraid?" Chen Feng provocatively seemed to see Di Que's hesitation.

Even though the single cell such as Di Que heard Chen Feng's provocative method, he still couldn't swallow the breath.He shouted angrily: "Go, go, I'm afraid you are a grandson!"