ps: The previous chapter has been revised, book friends who have read it can read it again.
After Jing Gao hung up the phone call from Feng Xinjian, he sat on the sofa in the spacious and luxurious office, resting his face on his hands and thinking.
The strategy was set and there was nothing to hesitate about. He made up his mind to use drag tactics to deal with "Director Guan".
The key information Zhou Nanman gave him was what she heard from Song Heng: Zhou Mingyang has great connections within the system.
Obviously, Aurora University is one of the top ten prestigious sects in the world, and its sect elders have many outstanding disciples who go out to practice. This is conceivable. But in the process of arm wrestling with Zhou Mingyang, it is easy to ignore this point.
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Everyone knows that the rich man must have many connections. But no one knows exactly where he can reach the top. And things have to continue. Before the connections behind him show their power, who cares so much?
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Now it seems that this connection should be "Director Guan". Maybe there are others.
That's not important. What's important is: Zhou Nanman told him this news, and its core value is that his "attack" on Zhou Mingyang must avoid illegal means and officialdom methods.
Otherwise, it is very likely to be resolved or even lead to counterattack. In a legal sense, if his "means" against Zhou Mingyang are defined as false accusations, then he will be sent to Zhou Mingyang. False accusations fall within the scope of criminal law.
So he rejected Yao Shengming's proposal. He was asking for trouble if he reported any black material. Do you really think that Zhou Mingyang can make his career so big and no one will report him?
Therefore, he rejected (Guo) Siyue's proposal. Launching an "unfounded" attack through the public opinion media would be easily resolved by Zhou Mingyang.
The attack on Zhou Mingyang must be the same as he used on Ren He, using upright means.
It's just that he is not what he used to be. He doesn't need to spend several years to dismember the Mingyuan Group. What he has to do is to use his overseas power (in Paris and Hong Kong Island) to go through the process and quickly do it.
Can launch an "attack".
Under the capitalist system, you can really do whatever you want if you have money!
Just as Jing Gao was deep in thought, his phone suddenly rang. The caller was from an unfamiliar number. Jing Gao thought about it and answered the call.
"Mr. Jing, it's so difficult to call you! I'm Ma (), the deputy director of the () office in charge of ()'s secretary. Our director wants to talk to you on the phone."
Secretary Ma lowered his voice, obviously very annoyed. He waited and waited while the leader went to take a rest. Asking about this matter made him very passive.
But when he called Feng Xinjian who delivered the message, Feng Xinjian actually said that this person was still trying to verify the authenticity of their identity. This excuse made him extremely annoyed.
So now he doesn't even give him any room to dodge. He doesn't say politely, "Do you have time now?"
While Jing Gao was still thinking about how to reply, he heard a faint voice coming from the phone, "Director, Jing Gao is on the phone." After a moment, he heard the voice of a clear old man, "Mr. Jing, hello!
I’m disturbing you so late.”
"No, no. I usually sleep late." Jing Gao opened his mouth to tell lies and was polite.
"Mr. Jing, I heard that you intend to take the postgraduate entrance examination of Professor Wei Shenliang of Aurora School of Economics. If you count it this way, you, me, and Zhou Mingyang are all alumni! What problems among alumni cannot be solved?"
Jing Gao didn't say anything. He, a graduate student in economics, hadn't even taken the exam, and the news had already spread outside?
"I'm going to Shanghai on a business trip tomorrow. In the evening, I'll treat you to a meal and have a chat in person."
Jing Gao pondered, but for a moment he couldn't find the words to refuse. I have to say, Director Guan's words are indeed very good!
Director Guan assumed that if he added "solve the problem", then he would not be able to agree to eat this meal no matter what. Now it was just this: chatting with Zhou Mingyang in person, but he could not refuse this meal.
The vernacular is: Does Director Guan not even have the face to ask him for a meal?
If he really refuses like this, he will offend Director Guan to death.
Although Director Guan is now the "middle man" and has a clear attitude, this does not mean that Director Guan and Zhou Mingyang are fellow travelers on the same ship. After twenty years of friendship, what is he willing to do for Zhou Mingyang?
At that point, it’s an unknown!
Even though he is so powerful, he still has to try his best to avoid offending this person.
There was silence on the phone, and Director Guan was not in a hurry. This is the normal state of communication between people. People who respond very quickly and have eloquent words are rare, and they are the best among people!
Jing Gao thought about it for a while, feeling the tremendous pressure brought by Director Guan, and said slowly: "Okay, Director Guan."
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"Okay, Dad. I understand."
Yao Shengming hung up the phone and strode back from the French window in the reception area outside the office to find Jing Gao.
He wanted to prove the authenticity of "Director Guan", so he naturally had to rely on the strength of the board members of Evergreen Group. The most important one among them was his father. His own circle of friends, such as Lao Wei and others, wanted to ask for proof.
It is still difficult to determine whether the characters on this level are real or fake.
Yao Shengming came in from outside the office and saw Jing Gao leaning on the sofa drinking tea with a calm expression. He had to admire him in his heart.
You must know that for thousands of years, China has been an official-based society. For businessmen like him and Mr. Jing, punishment is just a matter of words from above. Is it not easy to check private companies? Just check taxes.
But Mr. Jing now dares to face the pressure from Director Guan.
"Mr. Jing, I have verified it through the relationship channel run by my father. The director is probably genuine, and he has indeed had a relationship with Zhou Mingyang for many years, so he has this motive to make peace."
Jing Gao smiled, a little tiredly. After all, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, and what happened today was really tiring!
In the morning, he was called to watch and review the film, and was criticized by the superiors. In the evening, he was already in Shanghai, leading the "attack" against Zhou Mingyang.
"Old Yao, your news is late. Director Guan has already called me."
"Ah..." Yao Shengming was very surprised, "Mr. Jing, didn't you say you want to delay it?"
Jing Gao sighed: "I can't hold it off any longer. I told Feng Xinjian that I was verifying my identity, but I received a call directly from Secretary Ma. Director Guan will be in Shanghai on a business trip tomorrow and invited me and Zhou Mingyang to have a meal together.
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Yao Shengming knew that his boss would not agree to reconcile with Zhou Mingyang, but he still couldn't help but become nervous, "Mr. Jing..."
"Haha!" Jing Gao laughed. Lao Yao is quite interesting. He is very questioning! I always suspect that he is a Jingsui sect, but if he acts as a Jingsui sect, it will cause endless troubles. How can he be like this next time?
good chance?
But it’s not Yao Shengming’s fault. No matter how close his relationship with Yao Shengming is, it still started as a stranger’s relationship, and it was still a hostile relationship at the beginning. They were just a grassroots team.
It was because he forced Yao Shengming to do things for him and be his leader. Of course, he let the horse run and fed the horse. He was very generous in this regard. Therefore, the relationship between the two was maintained.
This time it was Yao Shengming who took the initiative to share his worries and went to the Suez Canal to do the dirty work. The two of them were truly like grasshoppers on a rope.
Yao Shengming himself laughed, sat on the sofa opposite Jing Gao, picked up the tea and took a sip, sighing: "Interests are related, I have made several mistakes! Mr. Jing, please forgive me."
"Normal." Jing Gao smiled nonchalantly and said slowly: "I promised Director Guan to go to dinner, but I don't want to reconcile with Zhou Mingyang. I still have to do what needs to be done. Lao Yao, I won't do it tonight.
I leave you to do all the preparations."
Yao Shengming nodded and couldn't hold it back for a while, "Mr. Jing, the pressure from the director is not so easy to handle!"
Jing Gao nodded gently and said with relief: "Don't worry, if I compromise, my life and death will be in Zhou Mingyang's hands next time. There are many cases in the history books where it is better to chase down the poor criminals with the remaining courage."
Yao Shengming said "hmm" and walked out of the office with Jing Gao, and then met Zhang Li, Gu Xixi, and Jiang Jingxiang who were doing beauty care. The two groups separated at the entrance of the Bank of East Asia Building. Jing Gao took Zhang Li,
Take a car to go to the ancient residence.
"Brother Jing, what's going on now?" Gu Xixi yawned in the Rolls-Royce late at night, with a slightly tired look on her delicate face. As a great beauty, she rarely stayed in the car at two o'clock in the morning.
Still haven't slept yet.
Jing Gao briefly explained the situation, his tired voice natural, and the two beautiful assistants Zhang Li and Gu Xixi felt the pressure.
Yes, that is the deputy director of the () Office, a very powerful figure. How much courage does it take for such a person to intercede in person to refuse?
Zhang Li reached out to hold his hand distressedly, and said comfortingly: "Brother Jing, you can't stand the pressure of the director at dinner tomorrow, so you just pretended to agree. When you come out, you can do whatever you want."
Jing Gao couldn't help but laugh. A simple girl like Xiao Li had learned expediency after being exposed to the business world. He nodded gently, "Yeah."
It was already early morning in the Magic City, and the streets were quiet. The deep night was like thick ink, and even the street lights couldn't disperse it.
However, the fifth watch is approaching, can the first ray of sunshine be far behind?
