When Cheng Yanxi received the call, he was dating someone at the Chongming Island Scenic Area in Shanghai. He still remembered the light shining in Yuyou's eyes when he told her, "I'm divorced."
On the balcony of the hotel, the two of them were drinking wine, listening to soft music, and looking at the beautiful mountains, rivers, and islands in front of them.
"Yuyou, I'll go in and take a call." Cheng Yanxi apologized to the woman he loved, and after she nodded gently, he entered the living room and answered the call from Zhu Yu, "Zhu Yu, what's the matter?"
Zhu Yu's voice was full of frustration and he said in a low voice: "Brother Cheng, I may have offended Mr. Jing."
Cheng Yanxi was very surprised, "How did you offend him? Mr. Jing is still very angry. Don't scare yourself and make yourself nervous."
Zhu Yu explained the situation again, as well as the screenshots that were circulated in a WeChat group this evening.
Cheng Yanxi was silent for a moment, "Zhu Yu, how much is Yang's club worth?"
This is what makes Zhu Yu unspeakable. He said aggrievedly: "Brother Cheng, I really didn't lie to Mr. Jing. Yang Yezhou's e-sports club has the strength to qualify for the League of Legends World Finals, and its strength is among the best in China.
It’s really not that expensive to sell it for 30 million. The total prize money for this year’s League of Legends World Finals is 6.7 million U.S. dollars! Plus a King of Glory branch, it sells for 5 to 6 million.”
Cheng Yanxi understood, "This valuation is not necessarily accurate, right? It ultimately depends on the transaction price between the buyer and the seller."
"Yes." Zhu Yu smiled bitterly. He can still bear the "inadequate ability to do things" now. But if Mr. Jing thinks that he and Yang Yezhou are collaborating to cheat money, then he will be in big trouble.
Cheng Yanxi thought about it for a while and said: "Zhu Yu, please don't mention this matter in front of Mr. Jing again, lest he bother you. It's better to be still than to move at this time. Jiahui is not in the capital to treat guests and drink to reward Mr. Jing.
Help her. Let Jiahui explain it to you when the time comes."
Zhu Yu sighed: "That's the only way it can be." The next storm in the e-sports circle has nothing to do with him.
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Jing Gao doesn't care about the upcoming turmoil in the e-sports circle. He plays King of Glory purely as a hobby. His current time and energy are on "interpersonal relationships". To put it more bluntly, he wants to eliminate Ren He's influence on him.
dissatisfaction.
As a powerful person, doing business is really not his interest or "responsibility". However, maintaining interpersonal relationships is something he must do himself.
A Shenhao is just a Shenhao, not a prince. If you want to grow into a towering tree, interpersonal communication is inevitable.
Maybe someone will say, why should I become a "towering tree"? Isn't it good for me to just spend money to be a tycoon?
First, there are some things that money really can’t buy. You have to rely on social status and status to buy them. Otherwise, wouldn’t Saudi Arabia’s big dog owners be able to run rampant around the world? In fact, what we see is not... rampant eagle sauce
company, that group of people.
Secondly, if Shenhao is so rich, do you think no one will try to take advantage of you? It's not the kind of kidnapping or robbery without technical content, but "snatching and robbery" within the scope of the rules.
If you still don't understand what you've been told, then there's really nothing you can do about it.
Jing Gao had a phone call with Weiwei in the evening, chatted with her, and slept beautifully until dawn. After breakfast, after thinking about it, Jing Gao sat on the sofa in the living room and gave An Xiaoqian's assistant Tang Xuan
Make a call. The call is connected after a moment.
"Assistant Tang? Hello, I'm Jing Gao."
Tang Xuan was very surprised when she received the call. She was walking in high heels to the conference room in the Haiyi Group headquarters building in Jingzhou, Handong Province. As the assistant to her boss An Xiaoqian, she was very busy, "Ah... Mr. Jing,
Hello."
Jing Gao said straight to the point: "I want to have a phone call with Mr. An. Is she available now?"
Tang Xuan said: "Wait a moment. I'll check Mr. An's schedule and then call you back."
In the bright and spacious corridor hall, Tang Xuan was wearing a black business suit and holding a stack of folders in her hand. Her high heels made a tapping sound on the floor. After hanging up the phone from Jing Gao, Tang Xuan walked in with the files.
An Xiaoqian's office.
This is a very large office. At the end of the spacious office, there is a row of filing cabinets and a large desk.
An Xiaoqian is sitting behind her desk, concentrating on reading documents. Her hair is like clouds, tied up in a lady's bun, and her black and white gradient round-neck sweater highlights her graceful figure, tall and thin waist, bright and elegant
She is an extremely beautiful woman. The exquisite rimless spectacle frames add a bit of intellectual style to her.
Tang Xuan waited at the desk for a while, and when she saw that she had finished approving a document, she said, "Mr. An, Mr. Jing just called me and wants to have a phone call with you?"
An Xiaoqian drank water from a thermos cup, with a sense of charm and elegance that penetrated to her bones. She said strangely: "Doesn't he have my private mobile phone number? How can I communicate with you?" After thinking for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up.
, "It seems that you need my help. Please call him."
She actually felt very comfortable with Jing Gao's move. Regardless of whether Jing Gao came to see her for something, this represented Jing Gao's respect for her! Although she felt that she owed Jing Gao a favor for her investment in Uber, but
Obviously Jing Gao didn't think so.
So this guy has really good character.
"Okay." Tang Xuan dialed Jing Gao's phone number, said a few words, and handed it to An Xiaoqian.
An Xiaoqian held her mobile phone, confident and elegant, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, what do you need from me?"
In the presidential suite of Shangri-La Hotel in Chengdu, Jing Gao sat on the sofa in the living room and said with a smile: "I have something to trouble Mr. An. Does Mr. An know about the recent rumors in Beijing?"
An Xiaoqian said: "I've been in Jingzhou recently. What's going on in Jingzhou?"
Jing Gaodao: "On the 3rd, I rejected Mr. Ren's proposal that a company related to the Galaxy Group should be the third party for the equity transaction between Uber and Didi. This incident made Mr. Ren very angry. Moreover, many people know that he is very
angry."
The words were a bit convoluted, but An Xiaoqian understood. She pondered for a few seconds and said: "Logically speaking, this shouldn't be done. Business cannot be done without kindness. Mr. Ren will not be so petty towards the juniors he recognizes."
Jing Gao smiled bitterly: "He meant well. Ren Jiahui got divorced. Wei Liqun's conditions were very good. Wei Liqun went to Shanghai to meet me before the divorce. Mr. Ren's original intention was to do me a favor.
"
An Xiaoqian was really surprised now. She drank warm water and said in a melodious tone: "What's the reason?"
Jing Gao said bluntly: "Ren Zhi was very dissatisfied with me over Ren Jiahui's divorce. He said that he would never find anyone who would treat his sister-in-law like his uncle. Therefore, I don't want to do business with Galaxy Group, not even Zhan.
It will also save Mr. Ren from difficulties in the future."
An Xiaoqian is a strong woman in the shopping mall. She understood Jing Gao's subtext and couldn't help but chuckle, "Pfft~ Mr. Jing, you look easy-going, but actually you are quite proud on the inside. Just make sure you are here
Can Ren Zhi be embarrassed in business?
Although Ren Zhi did not graduate from the world's top business school, he studied computer science at Jiaotong University in Shanghai, but he was taught by Mr. Ren himself. He began to take over the company's affairs while in college, and after several years of experience, his level is very good.
."
Jing Gao smiled silently and said nothing. With his impressive business skills, in front of such a great man like him, as long as he didn't use any extra moves, he was basically a younger brother.
An Xiaoqian roughly guessed Jing Gao's expression at this time, and said seriously: "Okay. I know the purpose of your call, and I will explain it clearly to Mr. Ren at the appropriate time. But I want to remind you. Since Mr. Ren
It has been said that he is very face-conscious. He will definitely block you on a certain project and make you suffer a loss."
Jing Gaodao: "As long as you can explain it clearly. Let's talk about the commercial obstruction later. Mr. An, thank you!"
An Xiaoqian smiled and said: "You're welcome. We are even."
Jing Gao was stunned for a moment, then realized that he knew that An Xiaoqian was referring to persuading her to stay in An Yi to develop in the capital for a few years. As for Uber, she actually knew that she was taking advantage. He smiled, "Okay. Let's change it to Mr. An."
When I come to Beijing, I'll treat Mr. An to dinner to express my gratitude."
The more important a person is, the less he likes to owe favors. He will clear them up as soon as possible. Because favor debts are often the most difficult to repay. Jing Gao didn't want to keep An Xiaoqian's favors or anything like that, so he might just end it here.
.
An Xiaoqian smiled beautifully, "Okay. I remembered it."
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After ending the call, An Xiaoqian handed the phone to her assistant and said, "Xiao Tang, save the recording of the call. Send it back to me. I can use it."
Tang Xuan stood next to An Xiaoqian and listened to the entire call, and said, "Mr. An, do you want to intercede for Jing Gao?"
As a core member company of the Galaxy, it is definitely not a good idea for Haiyi Group to persuade Mr. Ren under Mr. Ren’s wrath and embarrass him. After all, Mr. An still relies on Mr. Jing in many ways, and he cannot squander his trust casually!
For example: Mr. Ren is the emperor of the Galaxy Group, then Mr. An and Haiyi Group are probably like the chief officials of Fengjiang. It is best not for the chief officials of Fengjiang to do things like admonition, because they may offend the emperor.
An Xiaoqian said: "Where is this? No matter what, I have to wait for Mr. Ren to vent his anger. He is a reasonable person. Once I explain the truth, the anger will fall on my head. I will
hold on."
Tang Xuan felt relieved, took the folder and started to report on the work.
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After handling this matter, Jing Gao was in a much better mood. He still respected Ren He very much. With An Xiaoqian's promise, there wouldn't be too much trouble in the future. As for the blocking of commercial projects, which made him suffer, he personally has
I have a hunch that it will most likely be on the Didi project.
In what way, Jing Gao could not guess. Ren He was so sophisticated in business that even Mr. Jia of LeTV was under his thumb.
Jing Gao packed his luggage and headed directly to the airport with Fu Ye and others. The National Day holiday was over and he had to return to Beijing.
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October 7 is the last day of the National Day holiday. Liu Sumei is packing her luggage at home and talking to her parents. She will go to the airport and fly back to the capital soon.
After she transferred to a real estate company, her income was higher than that of a headhunter. She also paid a down payment for a house in Beijing. She would rather stay at home for a while and spend money to fly back. Taking the high-speed rail to Beijing is too slow.
Watching her daughter packing clothes and personal items in the room, Liu Sumei's mother said naggingly: "Su Mei, at your age, you should fall in love when you should. Don't delay yourself because of work."
Liu Sumei bent over and unzipped the suitcase, revealing her good figure and rounded breasts. "Mom~" she said in a drawl, with the gentle charm of a Sichuan girl, "I'm not that stupid. I have to find a suitable one.
.Every suitable man now has a master."
Liu's mother was not happy and said: "Go away. You are only 24 years old and you are talking old-fashioned." Then she whispered: "Su Mei, where is your college classmate?"
Liu Sumei said: "We broke up. My time is limited, and I don't want to waste it on Cinderella like me."
Liu's mother said dissatisfied: "Can we talk properly? Our family's conditions are not bad, right? Hey, didn't you say before that he was just your college classmate? Why did they break up? The co-author is your boyfriend?"
When Liu Sumei realized that she had slipped her words, she immediately covered her mouth and giggled, and quickly hugged her mother to coax her up.
Half an hour later, Liu Sumei used her mobile phone to call a taxi and took a taxi at the gate of the community to Rongcheng Airport. In the car, she replied with a message from Jing Gao, "Mr. Jing, are you coming to pick me up at the airport? Don't let your girlfriend know."
Oh. Then you’re doomed.”
Liu Sumei smiled slightly, pursed her lips, locked the phone screen, and put it in her handbag. Then she arrived at the airport, changed her boarding pass, checked in her luggage, and boarded the plane. Everything went very smoothly.
When the plane beeped, Liu Sumei fastened her seat belt and looked at the white clouds outside the small window, slightly lost in thought.
She was thinking about the "love letters" Shen Ran had sent her these days. They were long messages sent on WeChat. To say whether she was moved or not, it was a little bit. She originally thought that the relationship between master and apprentice could bind Shen Ran. But she wasn't.
use.
This made her shaken. This kind of "teacher-to-teacher" relationship at work was indeed not the weak relationship in ancient times. She began to shift the reason for rejection to some of Shen Ran's "romantic affairs". The boy occasionally gave him She talks about his "emotional sadness".
Shen Ran is indeed not as young as he looks, but a boy with a story.
"Hi, beauty, are you going to Beijing too?" The chatting voice of the uncle sitting next door interrupted Liu Sumei's meditation. At this time, the plane had just taken off into the sky and entered a stable flight state. The flight attendants began to push the trolley to deliver drinks.
Liu Sumei gently adjusted her glasses and said politely: "Yes." She has a generous personality. As a girl who has been beautiful since childhood, she has experienced too many pick-ups. But at this time, she felt a little helpless towards this uncle. .
Uncle, look at our age difference!
Or, do you think that the Rolex on your wrist can guarantee me? It’s not even enough for my down payment.
The flesh on the belly of the uncle next door was pulled out by the seat belt. Seeing Liu Sumei respond to him, his expression was very exciting and said: "Where are you going in the capital? Do you want me to ask the driver to drop you off?"
Liu Sumei smiled politely and refused three times in a row, "Thank you. No. I want to be alone for a while."
The uncle next door could only shut up and looked at Liu Sumei's palm-sized face that was as delicate as a piece of jade. He felt itchy in his heart and said forcefully: "Is this the internet joke about wanting to be quiet?"
If it weren't for her professionalism, Liu Sumei would have rolled her eyes. She would have encountered more troubles at work, arguing with the department next door about projects, etc. She could restrain herself as much as possible.
At this time, two flight attendants pushing a trolley came over. One flight attendant smiled and said: "Ms. Liu, I am happy to inform you that because your journey mileage reaches the standard, you will get a free upgrade to first class. Thank you very much. Please show your support and love to Air China. Later, please follow our service staff to the first class cabin."
Liu Sumei was stunned, "Oh, okay, thank you!" She happened to want to change seats, so she would ask about the specific situation in first class.
The uncle next door looked confused, what's going on? Doesn't this beauty look like a "trapeze artist"?
The stewardess pushing the trolley continued to serve the passengers. Another stewardess came over, helped Liu Sumei open the luggage compartment on the wall of the plane, took off her backpack, and took her to the first-class cabin.
At the gesture of the flight attendant, she sat down in the first-class cabin facing the corridor and said, "Thank you." Then she saw the man in the seat next to the window who was behaving strangely take off the newspaper covering his face and look at the familiar face. His face immediately froze.
