The days of being spoiled by a fierce boss

Zhuang Ze was stunned.

These days, from Zhuang Qi'an's words and deeds, he faintly sensed that the company's financial situation was a little tight, but he never expected that Zhuang Qi'an would actually want to sell Anjia Technology.

A while ago, Zhuang Qi'an had placed high hopes on his project, and he had repeatedly emphasized at high-level meetings that Anjia is the future profit growth point of Anmi. All employees in the branch must demand themselves with high standards and strive to mass produce Anjia mobile phones as soon as possible. , to contribute to the company's second take-off.

But now, seeing that the research and development of Anjia mobile phone has reached the most critical time, if all goes well, it can be put into mass production at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. Make wedding clothes.

"Dad, can't you hold on for a while?" Zhuang Ze asked anxiously, "We're doing very well here, and I'm very confident in the future. Give me another half a year, and half a year will be enough."

Zhuang Qi'an rubbed his brows, and shook his head resolutely: "I want to support it too, but I can't. Between the main business and An Jia, I can only choose one."

"Then why is the cash flow suddenly difficult? The company's financial report last year was notable, why is there a problem all of a sudden?" Zhuang Ze was puzzled.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhuang Qi'an's eyes, and he lowered his face: "You don't have to worry about it. I asked you to come here to make you mentally prepared. If An Jia sells successfully, when the time comes you Just go back to An Mi Lai, your work performance in the past two years has been quite good, and I will arrange a good position for you."

Zhuang Ze said nothing.

"Also," Zhuang Qi'an hesitated, "There are already several intentions about the sale of An Jia, and Wang Keji is also very interested, so I asked once. However, our partner is Cheng Qing For investment, you can ask Cheng Qingfang if he has any intention to buy it?"

Zhuang Ze was silent for a long time before whispering: "You don't need to ask. I know his investment style best. He will never buy investment targets. His goal is to share profits and he has no interest in managing companies."

Coming out of Zhuang Qi'an, Zhuang Ze didn't go back to the office, but returned to Ningda's apartment.

He has no way to face so many employees in the branch who have worked hard for the birth of Anjia mobile phone, let alone face the result that his efforts over the years are about to go to waste.

Anjia is about to change hands. The future owner has his own direction and his own team. Even if Anjia's plan continues, the products hatched in the future will no longer be his own children.

Sitting on the balcony for a while, he opened all his electronic accounts.

Although Zhuang Qi'an didn't like him, the living expenses he was given in the past were quite generous, and there were red envelopes during festivals. Except for daily expenses, he saved the rest for investment.

During his four years in college, he studied stocks carefully and doubled his savings several times. After working, he had no time to speculate in stocks, so he picked a few stocks with good growth potential for medium and long-term investment.

In this way, the income is quite considerable, and there are already tens of millions in several accounts.

He originally wanted to keep the money, so that Zhao Yunmei would wake up and leave Zhuang Qi'an in the future, so that Zhao Yunmei could use it.

But the tens of millions are far from enough to buy Anjia's remaining shares.

He is not willing to hand over his hard work to others, where should he get some money?

Zhuang Ze walked back and forth in the apartment, his whole body became a little irritable, and at the same time, there were all kinds of negative emotions that he hadn't visited for a long time, such as self-loathing, depression, avoidance...

I don't know how long he walked, but inexplicably, he stopped in a corner of the living room.

There was a piano stand there, and a violin stood quietly on the piano stand, and the reddish-brown lacquer surface shone with this warm light.

As if bewitched by something, Zhuang Ze picked it up.

The surface of the violin is as clean as new, and the bow even exudes a faint fragrance of rosin.

The famous piano was treated very well, and Cheng Qingfang hired a special person to maintain it on a regular basis, but unfortunately, Zhuang Ze didn't have time to take care of it except for pulling it once in the two days when it was just delivered.

Zhuang Ze picked up the rosin and wiped the bow meticulously, closed his eyes, and pulled it casually.

He has a very good memory, and he still has residual impressions of the music he practiced many years ago, the score and fingering. After playing a few times intermittently, his interest picked up, and he went to the study to download Carmen's score, and read it sentence by sentence. stand up.

When Cheng Qingfang returned home, he heard the melodious sound of the violin.

Following the source of the voice, he walked slowly to the door of the study.

Zhuang Ze closed his eyes, raised the bow of his arm, and his slender fingers with well-articulated joints were dancing on the strings.

The floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the west are L-shaped, and the afterglow of the setting sun penetrates through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and sprinkles on Zhuang Ze's cheeks. His eyelashes are curled slightly, and a little golden light jumps in them.

Cheng Qingfang looked at it steadily, the beating in his chest seemed to be a little unusual at this moment.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Zhuang Ze put away the bow and looked over in surprise: "Are you here? Why are you back so early today?"

Cheng Qingfang walked over, pulled Zhuang Ze past him, and kissed him on the eyelashes: "I miss you."

These words were a bit nasty, Zhuang Ze gave him a sideways look, and said sarcastically: "This is treating me as some long-lost lover? We met each other this morning, why do you miss me?"

Cheng Qingfang said displeasedly: "Don't listen to other people's nonsense, how can I have so many little lovers?"

Zhuang Ze didn't argue with him, and put away the violin: "It's time to eat."

Cheng Qing slowly followed behind him: "What, you're in a bad mood? If there's anything bothering you, tell me, maybe I can help you."

Zhuang Ze was silent for a moment, then said casually: "It's nothing, the weather is too hot, so I'm not in the right mood, just rest for a while."

Cheng Qingfang took a deep look at him: "Really?"

These two words were deliberately lengthened by Cheng Qingfang, with a raised ending sound, which sounded a bit meaningful. Zhuang Ze asked suspiciously, "Why not?"

Cheng Qingfang smiled but said, "If you say it's nothing, then it's nothing."

Dinner is cooked by hourly workers.

The two of them spent more time at home these days, and Cheng Qingfang didn't know where to call a servant. She knew how to cook Cantonese, Sichuan and local dishes, and she was very careful with the arrangement. The most worry-free thing was that she burned the food. Just leave, and never gossip about Zhuang Ze and Cheng Qingfang, which made Zhuang Ze gradually get used to the existence of this person.

Zhuang Ze took two mouthfuls of food, but Cheng Qingfang hadn't come out yet. The servant called twice and came out with a puzzled look on his face: "Mr. Cheng said he was not feeling well, and he doesn't want to eat now, Mr. Zhuang, do you want to go and see him?" ?”

It was fine just now, why is it inexplicably uncomfortable?

Zhuang Ze didn't believe it: "It doesn't matter, let him go, save some rice for him when the time comes, he wants to eat my fried rice with eggs for him."

Cheng Qingfang didn't come out until Zhuang Ze finished his meal.

Zhuang Ze went to the bedroom to take a look. Cheng Qing was sitting in the study with his computer on and earphones on for a video conference. He had a sullen face and didn't know who he was teaching. How could he look uncomfortable?

He backed away quietly.

The next day, Zhuang Ze went to Zhuang Yan to inquire about the news, wanting to make a final effort.

Zhuang Yan's words broke his luck at once.

"Ozawa, Dad is going to lose his car." Zhuang Yan looked very tired, "The digital currency he invested in went bankrupt, and he lost hundreds of millions. I am already struggling here. If it continues, the funds will be exhausted." The chain is about to break, and the consequences are disastrous."

Zhuang Ze was taken aback: "Could it be that Dad used the company's liquidity to speculate in digital currency?"

Zhuang Yan smiled wryly: "It was spare money at first, but then the value of the currency dropped one after another. He lost some money, didn't believe in evil, and added a lot of money. Now that he has cut it out, he is frustrated and can only hold on."

Zhuang Ze's whole body was icy cold.

He originally thought that Zhuang Qi'an made choices for An Jia in multiple investment projects, but he didn't expect this to be the case. It seems that An Jia's sale cannot be changed.

"Then... which companies are you negotiating with now..." He was stunned for a while, and he struggled to say a word, his heart pierced like a knife.

"The prospect of your project is very good. Several companies are interested in it. I am in contact with Zhishang Technology and LOL, two mobile phone companies. There is also a Yitian cloud business that plans to develop mobile phone business across borders. Very interested," Zhuang Yan frowned, "It's just that the time is too short, if you have to spend so much money all at once, you may not be able to sell it for a good price."

Zhuang Ze didn't speak.

"Ozawa, I know you put a lot of effort into this project, and I don't want to part with it," Zhuang Yan sighed softly, "But, you have to understand Dad, Anmi Technology and Chengzi mobile phone are his life's painstaking efforts. Moreover, if your Anjia mobile phone is mass-produced, the promotion and sales will also be based on the huge system of Anmi. If you leave Anmi behind to make your Anjia, it will be a castle in the sky, and Dad cannot leave his main business. Secure your project."

"I know..." Zhuang Ze murmured.

Like so many times in the past, he will always be the one given up by Zhuang Qi'an.

"Ozawa," Zhuang Yan comforted, "Don't worry, as long as Anmi Technology is here, there will be opportunities to develop new projects in the future. After you come back, go to the company's senior management to experience for a while, maybe the chances will be better."

Zhuang Ze collected himself and put those unnecessary sadness behind him.

It may be that he has suffered too many setbacks since he was a child. Zhuang Ze has a tenacity that is rare for others. The more he is in crisis, the clearer his thinking becomes.

He refused to admit defeat.

Zhuang Yan just mentioned the names of several companies that intend to purchase Anjia Technology, including Lu Chengan's father's company, which gave him a flash of inspiration.

He went through all the information he got in his mind, and quickly calculated the latest pros and cons.

Now, there are two roads before him, one is to sell Anjia smoothly according to Zhuang Qi'an's request, and then return to Anmi Technology; the other is to find a new investor and use all his belongings Together with the new investor, he bought the shares in Zhuang Qi'an's hands and stayed in Anjia.

When Anjia was established, Cheng Qingfang deliberately won for Zhuang Ze [-]% of the shares in the terms and conditions for Zhuang Ze's dominance in the company, and now it has become Zhuang Ze's trump card.

He can not sell the [-]% dry shares, add the new shares, and then try his best to fight for the right to speak with new investors.

The first way is safe, but the end can be seen at a glance. He will gradually lose himself in the stagnant water of Anmi Technology, and will achieve nothing in the intrigue with Zhuang Zhen.

The second way, adventure.

Whether An Jia's mobile phone can be mass-produced normally is an unpredictable risk, and he is likely to lose all his money; moreover, if he insists on keeping these dry stocks, Zhuang Qi'an may be completely angered. Anmi Technology may have no place to stand.

But he wants to take a risk for the project he has worked so hard for; he also believes that this project will give him and his investors a huge profit return.

"Brother," Zhuang Ze made up his mind, "Things may turn around, I'll think of another way, and I may ask you to do me a favor then."

After leaving Zhuang Yan's office, Zhuang Ze turned his head and entered the safety stairs.

He took out his cell phone and was about to make a call, when the cell phone rang suddenly as if telepathically, and it was the violin piece that rang out.

After connecting, it was Lu Cheng'an's voice: "Zhuangzi, you are too mean."

"Yes, it's too disrespectful." Jian Zheng's voice was a little farther away, and he should have turned on the speakerphone, "I must condemn you."

Zhuang Ze was stunned for a moment: "Why did you two get together? Why am I not mean enough? Monk Hua, I am Yu Xi Dujia looking for you..."

"Hey, you're still looking for us. Why don't you say anything about such a good opportunity to make a fortune? You're trying to take advantage of outsiders."

"That's right, come back quickly. The counterfeit in my family said that your old man's capital turnover is difficult, so he wants to sell your new mobile phone?"

"It's just right, let's discuss it together, get together and buy the shares."

"Waiting for your mobile phone to get rich. These days, if you don't invest your money, it will just look depreciated. Don't leave us buddies behind."

……

Lu Cheng'an and Jian Zheng spoke to each other, Zhuang Ze's heart was agitated.

After all, he is an iron buddy, knowing that he is in the most difficult time now, so he has sent charcoal in a timely manner.

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