Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

The idea of ​​disbanding the Wang Group has changed a long time ago, but as for the reason.

"Because now, I have finally ruled out the biggest accident." Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes and looked at his father in front of him, with some complicated eyes.

"Can you... say something in a human language that I can understand?" Father Wang looked depressed. What is the biggest accident? I don't understand what you said.

Wang Zhaomou's expression softened slightly, and he chose to speak in more colloquial terms.

"I met the right person."

"You gave up on disbanding the Wang Group because you met the right person?" Father Wang was stunned, his mind running quickly, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Are you talking about that Ji Lianhuo?"

Wang Zhaomou remained silent, and Father Wang gritted his teeth angrily, "It was because of him that you wanted to disband the group before, and it is also because of him that you don't disband now. Is he a vixen, who fascinates you like this!"

Wang Zhaomou looked at his father, feeling that the misunderstanding was a bit deep.

Ji Lianhuo can wag his tail into a propeller, a vixen is obviously not very good at this skill.

"Let me tell you, I don't agree with you to associate with him!" Father Wang frowned, "I heard about the internal competition in the Leng family, I bought an R1 mobile phone, downloaded mutual trust, and secretly investigated Although Ji Lianhuo's assets may not be comparable to another competitor, I have a hunch that the final winner is likely to be him!"

Wang Zhaomou looked at Father Wang with a touch of surprise.

"Think about it, when Ji Lianhuo wins this competition, he will become the heir of the Leng family. The Wang family is not as large as a subsidiary of the Leng family. If he becomes the heir, the gap between you will widen. When the time comes, guess how many people will stick to him?" Father Wang was heartbroken.

"Also, most of the Leng family's assets are in foreign countries. If you really want to be together, will you have a long-term long-distance relationship? When the time comes, you will be separated by the Pacific Ocean, and he will be surrounded by beauties. If you come and go, what will happen to you?"

Father Wang looked at his son seriously, "I have no objection to assisting Ji Lianhuo now, but please don't invest in your feelings, you won't get anything in return.

If you want to invest, you can invest real money, sign the contract, and when he inherits the Leng family, he will give you any benefits, you will accept all the orders, and that is enough! "

Seeing that Wang Zhaomou was silent, Father Wang stood up, patted his son on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Dad is a person who has experienced too much, and he has seen too many examples of 'the cunning rabbit dies, and the running dog cooks'. When he gets the Leng family, you will be of no use to him." used!

All you can do is to get enough benefits. Although Ji Lianhuo didn't get it, he still has money. With so much money, you look as handsome as I was when I was young. What do you want? "

Wang Zhaomou quietly glanced at Father Wang.

As if he understood his son's eyes, Father Wang blushed, "Is the five-point portrait okay?"

On the Wang family's side, the stock transfer procedure began. In front of the Huxin Company, a few strangers stood there. When the front desk asked the other party's identity, the other party's answer made the front desk almost bend over with laughter.

Several people looked at each other blankly, wondering why the words "Spring Festival Gala Planning Team" were so funny.

"You are the program team of the Spring Festival Gala, and I am the host of the news network." The receptionist laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears, it was so far from the original, what could be wrong with the Spring Festival Gala planning team and mutual trust?

"We are really members of the Spring Festival Gala planning team." The leading middle-aged man looked embarrassed, "This is my business card, please pass it to your president, we have a cooperation project, we can discuss it."

Suppressing a smile, the front desk went upstairs with a business card. After Ji Lianhuo received the business card, he was dubious. After quickly searching the information about the name on the business card on the Internet, he saw the photo of the person involved.

Ji Lianhuo went downstairs with two senior executives with serious faces. When he saw the leading man at the front desk, he was convinced of the authenticity of the business card.

Seeing the president shaking hands with the visitor, and saying "I have admired you for a long time", the smile on the receptionist's face almost cracked.

This...is really a member of the Spring Festival Gala planning team? !

Not a liar? !

The receptionist opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at the president introducing a group of people into the company. He squeezed his legs to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

A group of strangers suddenly came to the company. The president directly brought them into the conference room. An executive came out, and he couldn't hide his excitement. He asked people to prepare mineral water and fruit snacks. He personally took the things and put them into the conference room.

Wang Zhaoyun's curiosity was aroused, and he pretended to pass by the conference room casually, listening carefully through the crack of the door.

"The Spring Festival Gala is the people's Spring Festival Gala. After investigation, we found that the red envelope function of mutual trust is very popular among the public, and the theme of the red envelope is very suitable for the Spring Festival..."

Listening to the movement in the conference room, Wang Zhaoyun felt his body sink, and the head of the project department next door pressed on his head.

Wang Zhaoyun pursed her lips, bearing the weight of her body, and continued to listen under the pressure.

"We have an idea that when watching the Spring Festival Gala, audiences all over China can still grab the red envelopes that you trust each other and the sponsors of the Spring Festival Gala. If the feedback of this event is good this year, maybe we can continue it next year or the year after. Follow along..."

The pressure on his head was heavy again, Wang Zhaoyun tried to raise his head, and saw the head of the development department also came to eavesdrop.

The relationship between the development department and the trial game team has always been good, Wang Zhaoyun endured it, and listened to the words inside, feeling a deep joy in his heart.

Although it sounds like the other party wants to make Mutual Trust pay and contribute, but this opportunity, the platform that Mutual Trust will build on, is simply hard to buy!

Wang Zhaoyun even looked forward to it. When his parents watched the Spring Festival Gala, they saw mutual trust, and he could proudly say that he was a full-time employee of mutual trust!

Just thinking about this scene makes me excited!

The head became heavier again, and Wang Zhaoyun raised his eyes with difficulty, but he could no longer see which minister was stacked on top of it.

"Brothers." Wang Zhaoyun lowered his voice with a distorted face, "I can't hold on any longer! If I fall into it, the project will fail!"

The pressure on his head was instantly relieved. Wang Zhaoyun straightened up and saw the ministers of several departments leaving as if nothing had happened. His eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement.

Ma Ma, the company I work for is going to the Spring Festival Gala!

After discussing with the guests, Ji Lianhuo personally sent a few people out, and then held an internal meeting of the company. The first thing was to block the news.

This is not an ordinary project. Mutual Trust has to sign a non-disclosure agreement with the Spring Festival Gala. At the same time, the members in charge of related projects in the company also have to sign a non-disclosure agreement.

When the front desk was called to sign the non-disclosure agreement, he was in a daze.

Everything was going on silently. Wang Zhaoyun felt that the atmosphere was different after joining the company these few days.

The big guys had secret smiles and complacency on their faces, each with their heads held high, and their movements were more active.

Who wouldn't want to point to a segment on TV when a big family is having the Spring Festival Gala together, and say that they have their own participation in this part?

The light of the family can be selected immediately!

On New Year's Day, Mr. Leng called Leng Xiuming, Ji Lianhuo and Wang Zhaomou to celebrate the festival with Ji Dabao. Before the dinner started, Leng Xiuming took out a few gift boxes and distributed them to the table. , have a present.

"This is the latest R2 mobile phone developed by our company." Leng Xiuming smiled brightly, and glanced at Ji Lianhuo and Wang Zhaomou, "The functions are more comprehensive than the R1 model. This is the first batch of goods produced by the factory. In February, the R2 models in your hands will appear on the market."

"I heard that your mobile phone is selling well." Leng Wanyin thanked her, opened the gift box, and saw the R2 mobile phone inside.

The screen is larger than the R1 model, and the weight seems to be a little lighter. Open the phone for a simple view, and it has a few more functions than the R1 model, which also makes up for the defect of the R1 model's low pixel size.

"The sales of the R1 and A1 models are both good, but I am confident that the sales of the R2 model may be better than that of the R1." Leng Xiuming glanced past Ji Lianhuo, looked at Wang Zhaomou, and raised his hand to brown and black the side of his ear She stroked her slightly curly hair back, smiled and raised the red wine glass in her hand to Ji Lianhuo.

"Last year, something good happened, and they made a list of the ten richest young people in Wenjiang Province. I have to congratulate my cousin for making it to the list."

Ji Lianhuo stared coldly at Leng Xiuming who was diagonally opposite, and he didn't even want to pretend on the surface, picking up his wine glass to pay back.

"Why does my cousin look unhappy?" Leng Xiuming asked sincerely, and then suddenly answered as if he had suddenly realized.

"Is it because my cousin's position is much lower than mine?"

Leng Xiuming made some difficult calculations, "It seems that I'm only five or six places behind me. In fact, if you work harder, cousin, let your software have less qualifying content. Maybe it will be on the ranking list next year. Get closer."

Wang Zhaomou held Ji Lianhuo's hand quietly under the dining table, but found that Ji Lianhuo's mentality seemed to be better than he imagined, and he seemed to be winning, without any sign of anger. Instead, he turned his hand and scratched his fingertips Wang Zhaomou's palm.

Wang Zhaomou stopped, but was chased by Ji Lianhuo's hand, and his fingers interlocked tightly.

"By the way, congratulations to Zhaomou." Leng Xiuming subconsciously changed his tone, smiled brightly at Wang Zhaomou, and raised his red wine glass.

"Zhaomou won the first place in Wenjiang Province's Top [-] Young Rich List this year, and I still have to learn a lot from you."

Wang Zhaomou didn't raise his glass, and Ji Lianhuo's fingers were held tightly by two points, as if he was afraid of hurting Wang Zhaomou. Ji Lianhuo's fingers loosened and then tightened, as if he was eager for something, and kept holding the two fingers together. Stick it tighter.

Leng Xiuming drank the red wine in the glass, looked at Wang Zhaomou with a bright smile, and was just about to say something when old man Leng frowned and spoke.

"Xiu Ming, today is a family dinner, we won't talk about work matters."

Leng Xiuming raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, and put down the wine glass in his hand pretending to be helpless.

After the dinner that day, the three of them returned to the villa. Wang Zhaomou, Ji Lian and Huo Ji Dabao sat on the sofa and opened the gift boxes in front of them one after another.

Wang Zhaomou opened the gift box, and inside was the R2 mobile phone. After turning it on, he found that there was an image of a red rose with thorns on the screen saver.

With a cold face, Ji Lianhuo opened his mobile phone in the gift box. The screen saver was a gun.

Ji Dabao opened the gift box in front of him, and suddenly something popped out. With a "wow", Ji Dabao leaned back crazily, hid behind Ji Lianhuo, and almost cried out.

Wang Zhaomou took Ji Dabao's gift box and found that there was no mobile phone inside, but a sign with grimaces popped up.

Looking at the sign, Ji Dabao immediately remembered the scene where he made a face at Leng Xiuming. He didn't expect that this person would want to take revenge here!

Ji Lianhuo glanced at the ghost face sign indifferently, looked sideways at the rose on the phone screen saver in front of Wang Zhaomou, pursed his thin lips, and looked dark.