Based on Jing Gao's emotional intelligence at this time, combined with An Zhiwen's words, and Liao Rong, who is in charge of the Zhao Group,'s attitude towards him at this time, it is easy to make a guess.
Professor Zhao should be a good person to his son-in-law, and he has high hopes and is willing to provide support. However, Liao Rong may not take it seriously when it comes to implementation. She is in charge of the Zhao Group!
It took An Zhiwen's textile company ten years to achieve annual sales of 5 million. Maybe he was cheated by Liao Rong.
According to what An Zhiwen just said, comparing Shenzhou International's profit margin, he can earn about one million a year.
If you consider this among ordinary small and medium-sized enterprises, it is not a small amount.
When I read the news on the Internet, in particular, on a certain page, the average per capita is 985, and the per capita annual salary is one million, which is awesome. How can there be so many people with one million per capita in reality? The average working class earns 500,000 a year.
That’s pretty good!
However, this is just the standard for ordinary people. An Zhiwen is still far from Professor Zhao's expectations!
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Jing Gao had no interest in taking care of Professor Zhao's family affairs. An Zhiwen also helped introduce the textile industry to him.
Although he had a glimpse of the route designed by Professor Zhao for his son-in-law, which was to expand from textile manufacturing to clothing OEM, and then merge with the upstream and downstream industrial chains. However, An Zhiwen did not tell him how to do it.
This is normal. Anyone who meets you for the first time will talk about core business secrets from the bottom of your heart! Do you really think you have some domineering air?
But in any case, the few hours of communication with An Zhiwen today were very meaningful. It allowed him to further his understanding of the textile industry.
In fact, if he wanted to be more fanciful, he had a "deep chat" with Professor Zhao the night before yesterday. This old professor who works at Beijing Institute of Technology, a university in Beijing, has a wide network of contacts that completely exceeds Jinggao's "needs" at this time.
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He was equivalent to getting a "golden golden finger". However, Mr. Zhao fell ill and all these connections were in a "sealed" state. He couldn't ask Professor Zhao to call him from his hospital bed to introduce people to him, right?
Jing Gao sighed inwardly. Professor Zhao fell ill and the disadvantages were obvious, but it allowed him to chat with An Zhiwen for several hours and gain a general understanding of the current situation of the textile industry.
So let’s talk about life!
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Jing Gao put away his thoughts and said goodbye: "Mr. An, let's talk again when we have time. Thank you for clarifying my doubts today. Xiaohe, please give the receipt for the medical expenses to Mr. An."
If he stayed any longer, he might even witness a "vulnerable" battle. The two women who entered the ward didn't look like they were economical lamps.
Under normal circumstances, the relationship between a daughter and her stepmother is very tense. Especially since the stepmother is one year younger than her daughter.
I'm just a next-door neighbor, and my surname is not Wang.
So, what to stay for?
An Zhiwen accepted the documents handed over by Xiao He and understood that Jing Gao did not want him to owe any favors. He felt that Mr. Jing was very capable at doing things and said apologetically: "Look at me... Mr. Jing, thank you."
Liao Rong, an intellectual and beautiful woman who had already walked to Professor Zhao's ward, heard this conversation, turned back, asked for the medical expense receipt from An Zhiwen, and handed it to the driver who was following him, "Old Zhang, you and that little
Girl, hand it over."
A middle-aged man with half-white hair and a handsome face, took a briefcase and Xiao He to the side to transfer money.
After Liao Rong handled the matter ably, she stretched out her hand to shake Jing Gao's hand, and said with some emotion: "Mr. Jing, you are laughing at the family affairs. Thank you for your help!"
Jing Gao looked at the beautiful intellectual woman who was wearing an elegant ruffled lapel white sleeveless midi skirt that showed off her graceful curves, and her face was radiant with a certain kind of charm. He smiled and said: "That's not true. You're welcome.
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Go to the elevator in the inpatient building.
Jing Gao was sure that Professor Zhao's car had just been driven by someone this morning. The mileage was quite high. Mr. Zhao, this is really... sad!
Of course, he would not comment on Professor Zhao's family affairs.
Jing Gao sighed softly. Old couples and young couples are prone to problems. He should take this as a warning. When he gets old, he will grow old with the beauties and stop provoking little girls.
The elevator in the inpatient building slowly descended, and people came in and out. Jing Gao looked at his watch, the time was 9:48 in the morning.
Wei Caiyan's team had already made several calls to urge him. Their school's "team building" mountain climbing activity had already begun. They were to climb the mountain on time at nine o'clock.
Jing Gao replied to Wei Caiyan on WeChat, "I'll be right over." He took a taxi home, took a shower, changed clothes, and headed to Xiangshan in a black Mercedes-Benz S400.
Last time I asked Yu Jiashi to buy some comfortable cars to ride in and drive. After all, sports cars are not suitable for long distances. Wang Qinian recommended the BMW 7 Series, Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and Audi A8. He asked Yu Yu to buy one of them.
This Mercedes-Benz is parked in the underground parking lot of Vanke Economic and Trade Mansion. The driver driving it is a new recruit of the company.
The driver who drove the Rolls-Royce for Jing Gao said weird things about him in private, and Li Yifeng, who drove Jing Gao as a driver, was fired directly.
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After Jing Gao left, An Zhiwen followed Liao Rong into the VIP ward.
Zhao Shiyan, who looked like a goddess with long hair, was standing in front of the window with her hands folded. She turned to look at the two people who came in, and directly ignored the thirty-six-year-old middle-aged man An Zhiwen, her legal husband.
An Zhiwen suddenly looked sad. He still loved his wife deeply. They already had two children.
Liao Rong didn't seem to care about the expressions of the two of them, and waved her hand: "Zhiwen, you go out first. Shiyan and I have something to talk about."
After forcefully sending the "honest boy" An Zhiwen away, Liao Rong glanced at Professor Zhao on the hospital bed and felt that her life was about to fly. Suppressing the excitement deep in her heart, she said lightly: "Shiyan, you
You can start preparing for the divorce. There will be a few company documents for you to sign later."
Zhao Shiyan took off her sunglasses and said in a cold voice: "Aunt Liao, it doesn't matter if you sign, I hope you won't disappoint me. An Zhiwen didn't want to divorce me."
Zhao Shiyan glanced at her father who had not yet woken up, and the emotions deep in her eyes were extremely complicated.
She loved her father deeply. How could she forget the happy days of her family of three? After her mother passed away, her father wanted to give her all the best things in the world.
However, here's the problem.
Her marriage was "arranged" by her father. Her father encouraged her to meet, fall in love, and get married with An Zhiwen. This is because An Zhiwen is the "Phoenix Man" recognized by his father. He has a kind and honest character and can provide her with everything.
A lifetime of happiness.
However, she watched this middle-aged man's belly getting fatter and greasier every day. He was so busy running business and socializing that he had no time to accompany her for meals, romantic walks, or a casual trip.
She feels more and more that marriage is a prison for her. Although she is a mother of two children, she still has many suitors around her. Many outstanding men tell her that she deserves better!
Her marriage had broken down. It was only her father's pressure that prevented her from getting a divorce. She was raised by her father, so how could she convince him?
The wealth her father accumulated throughout his life: the Zhao Group, plus some cultural toys, calligraphy and paintings, worth more than 20 billion. In the will made early, this all belonged to her. Therefore, Liao Rong wanted to transfer some of the Zhao Group
She doesn't care about her property at all.
What she cares about is divorcing An Zhiwen!
Liao Rong raised the corners of her mouth, confidently saying, "Shiyan, just wait. How can he be my opponent?"
