On Thursday, Tang Zhixia took a half-day off in the afternoon. With the help of her father, she moved the luggage from the apartment to her new home. Her father would pick up her son, so she arranged it at home with peace of mind. There was a large shopping mall downstairs where she needed to buy.
Living conditions are very convenient.
In the evening, Tang Zhixia cooked a dinner, which was regarded as starting the cooking. From now on, among the thousands of lights, one lamp belongs to Tang Zhixia and her son.
"Dad, how is the company's recent development?" Tang Zhixia asked curiously.
"Well, dad's company is going very successfully. No, I just won a bid and won the bid. As long as the negotiation is concluded, there will be a profit of at least 100 million!" Tang Jun said happily.
Tang Zhixia is also happy for his father. His father is old and will be very worried if the company does not go well.
Tang Jun looked at his eldest daughter and suddenly said in a very serious tone, "Zhixia, do you plan to continue doing design work? Have you ever thought about learning to manage a company?"
Tang Zhixia immediately understood what his father meant. Was he planning to let her take over from him? After all, his father was over fifty-five and would be sixty in a few years. He should be anxious about his successor.
"Dad, I'm not good at managing a company." Tang Zhixia laughed at himself.
"At least you are more mature and stable than Qingqing. I will feel more at ease if the company is in your hands in the future." Tang Jun told the truth. His second daughter was so spoiled by his wife that she would do nothing except spend money.
Already.
"Dad, you are still so young, you should wait until two years to make plans! I also want to wait until Chenchen is older before I have time to help you." Tang Zhixia thought about it and said.
Tang Jun just asked, but when he saw that she was planning to take over, he was still very happy, "Okay, then Dad will decide to hand over the company to you. Dad will hold on for another two years."
Tang Zhixia looked up at her father's gray hair on his temples and realized that his father was really old.
In a western restaurant.
Song Shan made an appointment to have dinner with someone, Aiya, who was competing against Tang Zhixia this time.
By the way, Song Shan told Aiya that the winner of this jewelry competition has been determined, and that is Tang Zhixia.
"Where did Miss Song get the news? Is it accurate?" Aya's eyes were full of reluctance.
"My source of information is very accurate. If Miss Ai still wants to win the award fairly, or get ahead in Ruibao Pavilion in the future, then you must get rid of Tang Zhixia first, otherwise, she will always be the most popular in the company." Song Shan looked at her.
Ruili said.
"Why?" Aya snorted dissatisfied.
"Miss Ai, I am not threatening you. Unless you leave Ruibao Pavilion, you will have a chance to succeed. Otherwise, Tang Zhixia will definitely overwhelm you."
"Miss Song, you didn't come to me to talk about this, right?" Aiya said smartly.
"Similarly, I hate Tang Zhixia as much as you do. I want her to leave Ruibao Pavilion. I hope she can't survive in the jewelry design industry, but I hope you can cooperate with me."
Of course Aiya knew the reason why Song Shan hated Tang Zhixia. Tang Zhixia was hooking up with the big boss in the company. As the girlfriend of President Xi, how could Song Shan not hate her? Aya said without thinking, "Okay.
Miss Song, I am very willing to cooperate with you, but what should I do?"
Song Shan had already thought about this, "Do you know the chairman of the company hosting this jewelry competition?"
Aiya really knew him. She had a wide network of contacts in the design world. She also knew that the chairman was an old pervert. He once asked her to have dinner in private and wanted to develop a relationship with her as a lover, but Aiya refused.
"I have his contact number and can contact him at any time."
