In the company's large conference room, Song Zhichao held a brief meeting for 38 senior executives. The content was also very simple. To sum up, it was just one sentence, "Now the company is the leader, everyone is working together to do a good job in the company's business!"

Then, he stood up and said, "After a meeting!"

Such a brief meeting made the senior executives look at each other one by one. They originally wanted to look at the new director's temperament in the meeting and prepare for future "communication". Unexpectedly, Song Zhichao didn't give them a chance to figure it out at all.

In fact, there is a reason why these 38 senior executives are afraid of Song Zhichao. That is, in the process of handling the collective demonstration of chefs at the Fulihua Hotel in Macau, Song Zhichao decisively fired a large number of people, even some senior executives on their side were involved, including the company "elders" who once conquered the world with Fu Yunheng.

It can be said that Song Zhichao's move was extremely cruel, which made everyone afraid of him.

As for Song Zhichao himself, he didn't have time to figure out the little thoughts of these senior executives. After the meeting, he went straight to his director's office.

Since it is the director's office, it is different from the ordinary office. As a senior executive who is less than ten thousand people in the company, the administrative director has great power, and Song Zhichao's ex is actually Fu Qingying. However, after Fu Qingying got married, he voluntarily resigned from the position of director.

Fu Yunheng intends to let his son Fu Jiajun take over, but unfortunately, Fu Jiajun is not good at doing well. His specialty is eating, drinking and having fun, so Fu Yunheng never made up his mind to be promoted to this important position.

Therefore, the important position of administrative director has been suspended. Occasionally, Fu Yunheng would personally act as director to handle some company affairs until he transferred Song Zhichao to the scene.

Perhaps because Fu Qingying stayed in the office, the decoration of the entire office showed a hint of powdery smell in the luxurious decoration, especially the bright red boss chair, which looked particularly eye-catching to Song Zhichao. There was also the Feng Shui fish on the right side of the desk, which was also colorful and extremely bright. It seemed that Fu Qingying was a real "color control". She liked some gorgeous things, not to mention the high imitation Van Gogh "sunflower" hanging on the wall. The gorgeous color shocked Song Zhichao.

Taking off his suit jacket, Song Zhichao was about to put it on the hanger by himself, but he saw that the female secretary wearing glasses next to him had reached out to take his clothes and then hung it carefully on the hanger.

After finishing everything, the female secretary had not left yet, and was still respectfully beside Song Zhichao, waiting for him to give orders.

Song Zhichao asked her what her name was, and she said it was "Amei".

Song Zhichao looked at her rustic myopia mirror and her very old and rustic outfit, which had nothing to do with the word "beauty", but she looked like an old virgin.

Thinking about it again, Fu Qingying has always been proud, so of course she would not find a beautiful woman to be with her. If she finds someone with this image, she would also agree with her Miss Fu's temper, "I am the most beautiful in the world."

So, Song Zhichao ordered Amei, "It's okay, just pour me a cup of coffee!"

Only then did Amei feel like she was pardoned and hurried out. Before, she had heard of Song Zhichao's bad reputation as "firing people without blinking".

When Song Zhichao saw her going out, he turned around and sat on the big red boss chair, looking at the desk in front of him, where there were various major newspapers on it.

Song Zhichao glanced a few times and thought it was good. The food party he held had become the hottest topic in Hong Kong today. There were even some newspapers that included photos of "Four Young Masters of Hong Kong" Lin Jiahao and Fu Jiajun. However, what surprised Song Zhichao was that his photos were actually on it. Although they were not very clear, the magazine's sub-publication was bigger than others. It can be seen that the Hong Kong media was not unaware of the goods and knew who the real "big male lead" in this food party.

But to be honest, Song Zhichao is not interested in these things, and it doesn't matter whether he is famous or not. What is important is that this move has already gone out. Seeing the "new reform route" promoted by Fu's Hotel, it is necessary to combine accommodation and catering to create a new hotel model. This route will help everyone establish a new impression of Fulihua. For this reason, you can get "plus points" for public opinion when bidding for land rent in Macau in the future. This is Song Zhichao's ultimate goal.

Just as Song Zhichao was looking through the newspaper, the door of the director's office was pushed open. Song Zhichao thought it was the female secretary named "Amei" who brought coffee in. When he looked up, he found that it was Fu Er Shao Fu Jiajun.

Fu Jiajun's face was a little haggard. It was obvious that he didn't sleep well last night. His eyes were dark, like a panda, but his eyes were very energetic, revealing his excitement.

Just then, the female secretary Amei brought in coffee, and Mr. Fu took it without hesitation and started drinking it in big mouthful.

Seeing this, Amei hurriedly said to Song Zhichao: "I'll make another cup for you."

"No need, you go out." Song Zhichao said.

Amei went out and glared at Mr. Fu with resentful eyes. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have made any mistakes.

"This coffee is yours, it's pretty good, and there's a little bit. Do you drink it?" Mr. Fu had no sense at all and asked Song Zhichao.

"No, use it slowly."

"Oh, then I'm not polite." Mr. Fu said, drinking all the coffee, and then said comfortably: "I drank too much wine last night. I'm so happy to drink some coffee."

"You are looking for me just to drink coffee, right?" Song Zhichao said with a smile on his hands, looking at Fu Jiajun with a smile.

"Of course not!" Fu Jiajun said excitedly: "I have something good to look for you."

Song Zhichao looked at him.

Fu Jiajun: "Why don't you ask what a good thing is?"

"Is this necessary? If I don't ask you, don't you tell me?"

"It's so boring, A Chao, it's so boring to talk to you, without any suspense or passion!" Fu Jiajun pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Then do you say it or not?"

"I'll say," Fu Jiajun sat on the desk and sat in front of Song Zhichao. "Last night, I followed your instructions and told the old man that call, guess what..." Fu Jiajun kept it a secret, "The old man immediately agreed to my request and directly allocated 50 million yuan to let me start a film company!"

Song Zhichao smiled, "This is really a happy event."

"That's right, but it seems like you've guessed it a long time ago, but you must not guess there. Our old man said that it's okay to open a company, but you have to do it and divide half of the company to you!"

Song Zhichao still smiled without any surprise.

Fu Jiajun raised his voice, "I mean, give you half of the company. If you don't pay a penny, you can get half of the company. Are you not happy?"

"Why am I unhappy? I'm very happy."

"But I don't seem to be surprised at all when you look."

"Does the surprise have to be written on your face?"

"This--" Fu Jiajun shut up. But he immediately said: "Now according to your wishes, the matter of opening a movie has been settled, but as an actor, don't think I don't know. Zhou Xingchi is an artist signed by Yongsheng Entertainment. If the Xiang brothers don't let anyone go, he will not be able to shoot our scene!"

"Well--" Song Zhichao thought for a moment, then picked up the paper and pen on the desk, wrote a letter quickly, then pressed the internal phone of the desk, greeted the female secretary Amei in, handed her the written letter and said, "Help to send it to Yongsheng Entertainment Company, remember, Mr. Xiang Xiasheng must personally open it. Even Xiang Xiaqiang cannot..."

Amei nodded and went out to send a letter.

Fu Jiajun didn't understand what plane Song Zhichao was doing, so he asked him: "What did you write for Xiang Xiasheng?"

Song Zhichao smiled: "Secret."

Fu Jiajun was anxious: "It's a secret. You told me the secret. I treat you as a brother! Also, half of the film company belongs to me. Whether it can succeed depends on this time!"

Seeing that he was so curious, Song Zhichao smiled, then took another piece of paper, brushed it, wrote the thing he had just written again, and handed it to Fu Jiajun and said, "Oh, that's it!"

Fu Jiajun was anxious to take a look, but after seeing it, he was stunned. Then he looked up and stared at Song Zhichao and said, "Achao, are you kidding me, have you written such a letter to Xiang Xiasheng?"

"Yes, that's all."

"But, can he agree?"

"What do you think?"

"This--" Fu Jiajun looked at the words on the letter paper again, and then at Song Zhichao who was planning to do it, and was a little confused.

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