The old American Global Communications Chief Cheng, Mr. Cheng, made a joke! "Condemn, throw it away, please tell your Chinese colleagues. I personally appreciate their generosity, but this is an engineering bidding meeting, not a charity dinner

Zhao Su, who were both Chinese, was at a disadvantage and couldn't resist, and went over with a vague look on his face. Then he hurriedly looked up and walked back to the company's headquarters. Su Zhenyu kicked over the chair in the office in anger, took a few more breaths before calming down. The others were also blank, and they all felt that following these national grandsons were embarrassed.

Zhao Daxi was still calm and ordered two words from both sides: "It's all gone. I've worked hard these two days. Shen Gong, everyone will go back to China for two days off for a holiday.

Engineer Chen and the first class of Beishan Communications engineers and managers gave him face and went back to his room to pack his things and returned to his country for vacation. Zhao Daxi looked at Su Zhenyu's old face, who was sulking, and knew that his self-esteem as a Chinese had been touched, so he could not swallow his tone. Su Zhenyu felt a little relieved and stood up again, grabbed the phone and dialed it outside. Zhao Daxi saw him dialing the phone number at home in Beijing.

He was shocked and hurriedly held his hand: "What are you doing?"

Su Zhenyu was anxious and had a bad attitude: "What did you say I'm doing? Complaint!"

Zhao Daxi held his hand and said seriously: "Everyone can sue this lawsuit, but you can't."

Someone next to him also expressed anxiety and said, "Yes, Mr. Su, you call home, your father's temper will definitely be unhappy.

The people around him persuaded him for a while and finally stopped the angry Su Zhenyu. He also knew that the call was like Su He's pedantic and would probably scold him.

Everyone present was silent for a while, but Zhao Daxi laughed at himself: "I'll do this bad guy, anyway, I'm a famous villain. I'm not afraid of boiling water.

Everyone heard the subconscious laughter, and realized that President Zhao and Su had sincere feelings, unreserved trust and support, and smiled knowingly on their faces. At least they were at ease working under such bosses. There was no need to worry about intrigue among the company's senior executives causing ordinary employees.

Su Zhenyu was silent for a while and spoke in a deep voice: "It's even more inappropriate for you to come forward. It's better to report to the Prime Minister directly in the name of the company.

As soon as they said this, people around them nodded in agreement. The company's affairs should be sued by the Prime Minister in the name of the company. They must not let their grandsons be embarrassed again. Beishan Communications, a one-on-one fight against the two major American telecommunications groups, has at least some chance of winning. If there are more people behind them, the chance of winning will be discounted.

Zhao Daxi, who is good at writing, is worried when he turns on the computer. How to make a report and how to sue the lawsuit is a very tempting thing. It would be a bad thing if a grandfather who is not good at making it well bite by a national grandfather. It is no better to make a report in front of the prime minister than a student who makes a report with a teacher. If one is not good at making a mistake, it will be full of shame.

Even Ji Lin was worried: "This matter" needs to be carefully considered, how should I call the Prime Minister's report?"

Zhao Daxi concentrating on his mind and laughed a long time ago. Naturally, his nature was revealed and arrogant. He organized the language to slap the keyboard. He liked to lick blood on the edge of a sword. This time, of course, was no exception. A report wrote passionate words and earnest, which clearly stated the matter. He called the telecom group's small report on the loss of his family in Pakistan. This defeat was more than 100 million US dollars, which made them and private enterprises feel heartbroken and bitter.

When I was moved, I turned my pen and made a generous military order. I begged the Prime Minister to take the initiative to recruit the Telecom Group members. Beishan Communications is willing to work hard to comfort the two major telecom groups in the United States. I, Zhao, came to see me! After the report was printed on the paper, I picked up the pen from the table and signed my name. Everyone in the office was in a state of excitement and knew that Mr. Zhao was angry again.

The military order was established without leaving any way out for him. Everyone knew that this was a political task that could not be missed. If it was really messed up, it would be over. Even Ji Lin, everyone shrank their necks and couldn't speak in shock. They felt Mr. Zhao's ruthless nature again. After a strange silence, Su Zhenyu was also aroused by the man's heroic laughter, and the second one was to sign his name on the report.

Mr. Su's face was also domineering at this time: "This report is good, I'm the one."

Everyone was shocked when they looked at the domineering expression on his face. They secretly praised Su Zhenyu for finally showing his sharpness, showing some of the resolute qualities that his father lacked the most. Then they thought about it again. Those who were close to Zhu, the red ones who were close to Mo, were black ones. After being with a pure man like Mr. Zhao for a long time, Mr. Su was inevitably a little more masculine and a little more masculine.

After another wave of depression in the office, even Yuko was aroused of a heroic spirit and squeezed between the two of them in vain, one on the left and the other on the right, holding the arms of the two men.

Her quiet face was full of elegance: "Okay, I support you."

Although Zhao Su and the other two were in a state of excitement, they were still a little numb when they smelled the elegant body fragrance on her body.

Cui Ergao suddenly became born, Lan personally felt like she knew each other...

In the end, even Ji Lin, who was the least timid, became deeply infected and determined: "It's good that this is the case. Without pressure, there is no motivation, and I will fight."

The report was packaged in an envelope and sent someone to Kin-Kin, first, and asked Tanaka-Kin to find someone and hand it over to the Prime Minister at the right time. After all this, the office was filled with haze, and everyone felt comfortable and happy.

Someone took the opportunity to flatter: "Haha, it's really different to follow Mr. Zhao. It's so satisfying!"

Although this could not help offend Mr. Su. Su Zhenyu was filled with a bold heart but didn't take it seriously. He waved his hand and went to find a place to drink. Today I invited him. Even Engineer Shen, who was about to return to China for vacation, gave him face. A large group of people were looking for a place to drink. There were not many bars in Islamabad, and he encountered a group of senior executives from the Telecom Group who came to drink.

The two groups of people collided at the door of the bar and were a little jealous. They looked at each other coldly for a long time.

Su Zhenyu, who was feeling relaxed, suddenly screamed strangely: "Old Geng, are you drinking a celebration bar?"

Everyone could hear the malicious scent in his words, and Mr. Geng, who had a big belly, was not a good guy to mess with.

Mr. Geng also replied with a slight smile: "Ah, we have already booked this bar. Mr. Su and Zhao are sorry. If you want to drink, you can only find another place.

Su Zhenyu was angry again and rolled up his sleeves, his eyes turned red and he wanted to rush forward to beat someone, but was quickly held back by the people around him. Xiao Zhou's bodyguards around Zhao Daxi could not hold back. There was also a fierce light in his eyes, and he turned to each other quietly, and walked forward a few steps to surround Mr. Geng, and just waited for Brother Zhao to nod and beat the grandson into a pig's head.

Fortunately, there were also sober people on the scene. They were all people who knew this secret. Mr. Geng from Telecom dared to cancel the account like this. If he didn't give Mr. Su and Brother Zhao face, of course, his background was also very strong. He was a serious young man from Beijing. This person must not be beaten.

Engineer Chen and his friends rushed forward and persuaded him: "Mr. Su, Mr. Zhao, let's change one. I know there is a bar that is no worse than this one.

Zhao Daxi was calm at this time. He waved his hand and asked Xiao Zhou and the others to retreat. He stared at Mr. Geng for a few more times. Mr. Geng knew that Zhao Daxi was the man, and he was staring at him for a while and felt uncomfortable all over. Zhao Daxi stared at Mr. Geng's forehead and sweated a little, then grinned and waved his hands to lead his people into the car. He was so angry that he could drink in another place. Why bother with these grandchildren?

I sat in another bar in Islamabad at 8 o'clock in the evening. Everyone was in a strange mood after sitting down. I never thought that Mr. Zhao, who is so angry, could resist the momentary anger.

Shen Gong called the waiter to applaud and suddenly couldn't help but chuckled: "Hey. Mr. Zhao's temper has really changed a lot in the past two years, this is the past

Everyone could understand the meaning before they finished speaking. Thinking about it, a few years ago, the boy named Geng, most of the boy who was surnamed Geng, would be beaten tonight until he couldn't take care of himself. Mr. Zhao's temper has indeed been much more restrained in the past two years.

Zhao Daxi stretched comfortably and smiled: "What nonsense is it? It's not easy to treat someone surnamed Geng. Everyone works together to take down the project and grab the top skills, and they will piss him to death!"

After saying that, everyone laughed out loud in kind. Thinking about it, as long as he stole the title of Geng's head, he would definitely be so angry that he vomited blood. Old Bin...8. A great experience in bathing books!

A large group of people were joking and their mood gradually improved, and Su Zhenyu's face looked much better: "Come on. I wish you a cup. Thank you for your hard work these days

All the employees present who participated in the bidding gave him face, and the scene gradually became warm in a noisy atmosphere.

Late night time. Hotel room.

Zhao Daxi gently knocked on the door of Ji Lin's room with a little drunkenness, and felt a little strange. Ji Lin didn't know why he was slowing down and didn't come to open the door. A moment later, Ji Lin, wearing a pajamas, came to open the door and even looked at his ambassador. Zhao Daxi looked at her embarrassed and felt suspicious.

Yuko's unique exotic voice came from the room: "Linlin, who is outside?"

Ji Lin couldn't hide her panic and quickly agreed: "It's the waiter,"

Zhao Daxi was also a little embarrassed and confused. He noticed that the sound should have come from the bathroom and Yuko should have been taking a shower.

Ji Lin was much tenderer than him, and the ambassador pushed him out, and Zhao Daxi didn't dare to do anything to Yuko in front of him. When her old face became hot, she slipped back to her room, and she felt a little subtle in her heart. Compared with most Japanese women, Yuko was definitely the other extreme. This beautiful girl was quiet and liked to play with flowers and plants. She was not rude to men and made Zhao Daxi doubt whether she was a little cold.

Hu Si thought for a while and fell asleep. He woke up in the hazy night and suddenly felt a slender and soft hot female body in his arms. He felt a heat in his heart and hugged Ji Lin tightly. Knowing that she could not control the pain of longing, she ran to meet her lover with Yuko on her back in the middle of the night.
Chapter completed!