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Chapter 142 The speeding train

Monday morning.

Jinling City, Xiejiayuanlin.

In the pavilion next to the stream, two men sat opposite each other.

One has a sallow complexion and is smoking a cigar; the other is in a white suit and has a handsome appearance.

Of these two people, one is Yan Ze and the other is Xie Zangyue.

Outside the pavilion, four people stood facing each other, silently.

Yan Ze held a cigar in his mouth, blew out the smoke ring, and said leisurely: "Brother Xie, I heard that something happened to your new industry, and the people from the Inspection Department have already targeted you. What do you think? Let's think about it.

We are the only ones to make the investment proposal, right? With us as your backer, we will fill in any loopholes that need to be filled in advance."

"If you target it, you will target it. When soldiers come, you will stop it. When water comes, the soil will cover it up. If the Inspection Department does not want us to do it at home, then our Xie Group will drive it abroad. It is a pity that in the future, hundreds of billions of green and environmentally friendly mysterious economies will be made every year."

The output value, tens of billions of taxes, and millions of jobs... will be handed over to outsiders." Xie Zangyue said indifferently.

"After all, they are a well-established family, but they are very wealthy. They often start with hundreds of billions, which is amazing." Yan Ze sneered, took the cigar from the corner of his mouth, and knocked the ashes.

"But behind all this wealth, if the health of millions of people is to be exchanged, the Inspectorate will definitely not want such a 'green' industry. Even backward industries with an output value of 10 trillion have been moved to the borders.

, not to mention you?"

"They don't want it, and some countries want it. Some places are as close as Nanzhu, and as far away as Sanan... These places are all rushing to take over. Not to mention the health of millions of people, it is also the lives of millions of people, and

What does it matter? Anyway, in their place, more than a few million people die every year just from accidents. Life and death, death and life, there are endless scarcity of children and grandchildren." Xie Zangyue shook his head and said with a smile.

"It seems that your Excellency is determined and doesn't want to share it with others?" Yan Ze straightened up slightly and stared at him with burning eyes.

"Sorry, those of us who come from old families don't like outsiders dictating in the company." Xie Zangyue did not dodge and looked back.

"Very good," Yan Ze stood up, turned around and left.

As he walked, he said leisurely:

"I heard that Mr. Xie is the real owner of the ancestral seed of the Metabolist family. How good the ancestral seed is, and it can be replaced after death. I also heard that the Inspectorate rarely cares about the change of power within the family.

It’s about that.”

When he walked out of the pavilion, two of the four people standing outside the pavilion came out to follow him, and then the three of them walked along the stone path to the outside of the garden.

The other two people standing, a man and a woman, both very tall, walked into the pavilion one after the other.

"What's that person's background? Is he so awesome?" The tall woman swept her bangs and turned to stare at Yan Ze's back and asked.

Hearing this, the tall man stepped back a few steps away from the woman, but did not speak.

"The Walkers of the Sovereign Society are outside. It is an old organization. There are more than ten mysterious masters alone. Yan Jie, Ling Hui, if you meet them outside, be careful what you say. They hate ordinary people in front of them the most.

If you don't follow the rules, I might not kill you, but if I seriously injure you and give you some compensation, no one can say anything." Xie Zangyue said calmly.

"Hey, it's so scary, then let's sell them some shares. Anyway, our family can't eat it all because it's so big." Xie Yanjie was immediately startled.

Xie Zangyue hummed: "Sell? They want to not spend a penny and only keep the shares."

"This is too dark. I went out to show off my talent, but I still have to betray my face. They actually want to show off their skills with nothing?" Xie Yanjie was a little angry at the moment.

"Okay, let's not talk about them. Ling Hui, Yan Jie, you should go to Nanzhu now and find a powerful local company or a large temple to seek human resources cooperation. It is required to be proficient in Chinese and familiar with Chinese culture. There are many Chinese schools there.

, it should not be a problem." Xie Zangyue ordered.

Xie Linghui nodded and said nothing.

"Ah, I won't go to that dirty place where the smell of curry lingers in the air." Xie Yanjie, however, covered her nose and refused immediately.

"Okay, then let Ling Hui go alone," Xie Zangyue casually ordered, "If you handle this well, your bonus will be doubled this year, and I will give you options."

"Well, speaking of it this way, I'd better go with him. After all, Ling Hui is a very down-to-earth person. I heard that when people from Nanzhu work, their words never count. You have to use whips and sticks to make them work." Xie Yanjie

His eyes lit up and he spoke immediately.

"Okay, hurry up and get busy." Xie Zangyue waved her hand and motioned for the two of them to leave.

"Wait a minute, that person from the Sovereign Society just now was threatening you. You are left alone at home, are you okay?" Xie Yanjie asked worriedly.

Xie Zangyuehun said nonchalantly: "It's okay, you can go ahead."

The two then left one after another.

Xie Zangyue looked at the backs of the two men and thought to herself: The people from the Duzunhui want to attack me, and they don't even know how long the Inspectorate has been staring at them.

How is it possible for them to get involved and find out my true identity?

If everyone had immortality, what sense of superiority would there be?

…………

Dongshui City, Tianxing Club.

Wen Rensheng sat in the office, frowning rarely and covering his head.

At this time, he was listening to Wang Cuiyan's chatter.

Wu Liansong was beside me with a smile on his face.

The other party completed five inspection tasks in three days. Efficiency is what they say with confidence.

"Your efficiency is too low. You just muddle along. Going to work is like taking a vacation. After completing the minimum tasks, you can just let the sheep go! This doesn't work. Everyone must be mobilized. If you can't do 997, you have to do 886!"

"Do you know how the fastest-growing company for ordinary people operates? 9 a.m., 11 p.m., one day off a month! With a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan, many people are willing to work hard, say that the company has a conscience, and are willing to work overtime

, and I’m willing to give you money!”

Wang Cuiyan's voice was very loud. The two of them had already seen this when she scolded their daughter, so they could tolerate it.

Wen Rensheng is already in a state of mind. I won’t listen. I won’t listen. Anyway, I have to get off work at 14 o’clock every day and have two days off on weekends.

"Teacher Wang, how do you want to adjust it?" Wu Liansong interjected.

"First of all, we need to expand the project department into three groups instead of just one group like now. You two experts take turns leading it. It's leisurely, but it's not effective at all." When Wang Cuiyan looked at him, her voice

It's a little more relaxed.

Wu Liansong is a truly honest man who works hard and works overtime when asked and works hard when asked. Unlike the full-time manager Wen Rensheng, who is afraid of not getting off work early every day.

Of course, she had to admit that this guy was really good at deceiving women.

My stubborn and shrewd daughter was knocked down by the opponent's combination of punches, and she was made to obey him, and she ran to his house every day when nothing happened.

I'm afraid this person is the kind of "central air conditioner" often mentioned on the Internet. He keeps everyone warm in winter and cool in summer, but he doesn't take responsibility to the end...

I have to give my daughter a hard lesson later, this guy is not a good match.

"But we still have to teach and lead students for internships. If we don't take turns leading project teams, it will affect the quality of teaching." Wu Liansong was confused.

"I have also looked at the situation of the students. They can be divided into three classes: fast, medium and slow. You can use the fast class and learn while using it, which is more efficient. If you don't use it, you will be a fool." Wang Cuiyan then said about teaching,

"Then let the fast class students lead the middle class, and the middle class lead the slow class. This way, we can save teaching resources."

"They are just students after all, what if they cause problems?" Wu Liansong asked worriedly.

Wang Cuiyan shook his head and said: "Sign the contract. If something goes wrong, you should be compensated. If you should drop out, you should drop out. You don't have to worry about not having enough students. You really underestimate the attractiveness of your club."

"The strongest and youngest, a young genius with an ancient seed, a boss who is close to a master in strength, a mysterious and unknown ancestral seed owner, and a weak but honest and reliable backbone... With my joining, it will be enough

Ranked among the top 50 alien companies in the world."

"In the future, enrollment must be nationwide, and there should be no regional bias. Kind and loyal people are everywhere, and there are also many scoundrels who specialize in trying to trick fellow villagers. We must cast a wide net and select carefully."

As Wu Liansong listened, he suddenly realized that he had unknowingly become the one at the bottom. Will he be thrown out of the fast-growing company train in the future?

In the future, can we just be like some retired experts, raising babies and grandchildren at home? However, how many grandchildren or granddaughters should we have, and what kind of names should we choose that sound good?

As he thought about it, he, like Wen Rensheng, began to wander.


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