"Mr. Jing, Mr. Ren decided to use his connections to raise funds, and will not use financial channels to obtain funds through leverage operations..."
It was the afternoon of New Year’s Eve when Jing Gao received a call from Hu Suming, the boss of Huzhi Media. He was in his hometown of Haizhou, preparing to celebrate the Spring Festival with his parents.
When he came back on November 1, he bought a house for his family in "Jinghu Yipin" near the lake in Haizhou City. At that time, he persuaded his mother Gao Lijun to use it as a wedding room. However, within two months of the renovation, there were still other things in the house.
Odor. Currently, the family still lives in the old house along the river road.
“Okay, Mr. Hu, I understand.” Jing Gao looked at his mother who was busy preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner in the kitchen and hung up the phone.
Hu Suming This is a typical two-headed snake and a wall-riding faction. However, this phone call to inform the letter also represents the attitude of certain forces within the Galaxy Group. It is somewhat similar to the idea of "Da Guo" (Guo Siyue).
It seems that the news that the supervision of the insurance industry will be tightened in Shenzhen not long ago is probably just a trap for Haiyi Group. It is still difficult to trap an old business like Ren He. Ren He has grown from the wild era of Chinese business.
After fighting it out, the level is still very high.
Forget it, being able to alienate "Da Guo" so much that he ignores Southeast Asian affairs is already a good result. Let's just follow the established steps.
“Xiaojing, come and help.”
His father Jing Jianguo shouted at the door, and Jing Gao went over to open the door. After Jing Gao and his father put up couplets and New Year pictures on the house together, and worshiped their ancestors, the New Year's Eve dinner was ready when night fell.
The family of three sat together to eat New Year's Eve dinner, drink some wine, and chat about this year's general affairs. The changes are so great.
Gao Lijun used to work as a clerk in the street, but has now retired. Forced by life these years, she has done odd jobs here and there. Her hair is gray and her body is stooped. She also suffers from chronic diseases such as high blood pressure. At this time, she raised her glass and said, "I am happy today."
Have a drink too. Come on, cheers!"
Jing Jianguo and Jing Gao each raised their glasses. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
The topics at the dinner table ranged from Jing Gao's success in "starting a business", to relatives borrowing money, to the street leaders coming to visit retired employees, to his father Jing Jianguo's "promotion" to deputy captain of the security team of Ping An Insurance (Haizhou) Company.
We talked about Jing Gao's marriage and gave various advice.
"Xiaojing, you are almost thirty years old, so I won't say anything else. You have to walk a steady road. Don't engage in crooked things...I see in the reports that the rich are living like crazy, so don't learn from them and just run the company..." Jing Jianguo
He was a little drunk, and uncharacteristically, he lectured his son nonchalantly. For most of his life, he had never thought of feeling proud these days.
Jing Gao listened and smiled bitterly in his heart: Dad, your son has turned bad a long time ago. Listening to his father's nagging, he felt warm in his heart, but he automatically filtered out some of his views. Looking at the light snow falling outside the window, he suddenly
I thought: Hey, I have the mentality of a middle-aged person facing his parents.
It’s the kind of state where you don’t talk back, but you also don’t listen. Hi!
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After the New Year's Eve dinner, Jing Gao took a car to Jinghu Impression Villa. No need to think about it, his phone calls would be busy tonight. And he also had some New Year greeting calls that needed to be made early. Staying at home would only affect his parents' rest.
His assistant Dong Youwei and two subordinates lived in the villa and followed him to handle various affairs.
At his level, holidays are basically empty. It is difficult to strictly distinguish between work and life. Social activities on holidays may be even busier. For example, weddings and funerals of business partners’ immediate family members and other favors.
At the villa, Dong Youwei reported that there was nothing he needed to handle personally. Jing Gao looked at the watch on his wrist and dialed Li Mengwei's number directly, "Weiwei, what are you doing?"
On the phone, Li Mengwei chuckled softly and said: "Jing Xiaogao, since we established our relationship, you have become less and less good at chatting. If you use these words to strike up a conversation with a girl, you will be rejected miserably."
Jing Gao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He sat on the sofa in the living room on the second floor and leaned back comfortably. "Meng Weiwei, this is not a conversation. I am blatantly calling you to harass you."
Li Mengwei let out a sweet sigh and said: "I am watching the Spring Festival Gala with my parents. This year's Spring Festival Gala is as disappointing as ever. There are endless jokes online. What about you? Do you want to stay up late?"
Jing Gao said with emotion: "I used to keep a New Year's Eve, but why now? Firecrackers are no longer allowed in the city. I live here in the villa, deal with New Year greetings, and give out red envelopes to company employees. Weiwei, are you okay?
You know, I even scolded the employees of the company just for this matter."
“Giggles. I heard what Guan Guan said. Who said you don’t need to send red envelopes through WeChat, but you have to use your own Phoenix Pay to send out red envelopes?”
Jing Gao laughed twice, "Isn't this the promotion stage? We don't use it ourselves, how can we expect consumers to use it? I now carry two flagship phones of Coolpad with me."
Li Mengwei knew that Jing Gao was busy arranging Coolpad mobile phones in Shencheng a few years ago. However, she never asked about Jing Gao's business matters. She probably wouldn't need to go to such business social occasions after marriage. Jing Gao was in charge of this.
He wasn't keen, so he asked in a general way: "So...has the Coolpad issue been settled?"
"Well, it's taken care of." Jing Gao was still a bit boastful in front of his girlfriend, acting in a vain manner. This was very inconsistent with his usual calm and steady temperament. "The main problem of Coolpad, as far as I'm concerned, is the organizational structure. The rest are similar to product structure, finance, and technology. These are all done by subordinates. My responsibility is to put the right people in the right positions and formulate a decision-making structure.
Weiwei, I was reading the book list recommended by Professor Shen of Fudan University two days ago, and saw an interesting point of view from a foreign professor. The essence of politics is who rules whom. Another thing is, no matter what kind of power structure, in the end it must be There is a decision point to make the final decision to maintain the stability of the entire architecture.
For example, in the United States’ system of separation of powers, the seven chief ministers vote on the final decision.”
Li Mengwei listened with a smile. She was not interested in politics or corporate governance. She echoed Jing Gao. When she heard his apology, she smiled and said, "It's okay. When will you return to the capital?"
Jing Gaodao said: "We celebrate the New Year very lightly here and don't leave any food. I can finish it on the second day of the Lunar New Year. I will also leave some time to have a meal with friends. I will return to the capital on the fourth or fifth day of the Lunar New Year."
Li Mengwei said in annoyance: "Ah~, I really want to go back early. Jing Gao, I miss you." She hasn't told her family about her relationship with Jing Gao yet. According to the usual practice, she will not return to school until around the 13th day of the first lunar month. .
She and Jing Gao have not seen each other since New Year's Day. They are in a passionate relationship. After all, it has only been half a year since they met and established a relationship.
Jing Gao felt softly in his heart, "Weiwei, I miss you too."
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As Jing Gao said, New Year greetings here in Haizhou are very light, and they rarely leave food. Jing Gao successfully "started a business" this year, and is well known in the circle of relatives. But he still just sat and chatted for a few more words. Soon Done.
On the morning of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Jing Gao flew back to the capital and devoted himself to his battle with the Galaxy Group.
This chapter has been completed!