The night light shines into the dark night, but it cannot disturb the thick night, but it adds a bit of coolness.
Feng Shirong walked out of the airport, followed by Duan Ying and Andy.
After Joy City closed down, they left Kyoto and went to a sparsely populated place to stay for a while, trying to adjust their mentality and thinking about the future of Joy City.
He thought a lot and his ideas gradually became clearer.
Joy City has invested so much that it cannot close down forever. The entire Feng Group is now hoping that he will cheer up and he cannot fall.
"Where's Uncle Gong?"
"I called, but I didn't get through."
"This kind of driver should have been fired long ago."
Duan Ying has become more and more irritable these days. Anyone or anything related to Feng Nanshu will arouse her anger.
Feng Shirong sighed: "Let's go forward. I'll take a taxi for you. You go back to Yushan Manor first. I have to go to the company."
Before hearing those words, everyone looked at each other and thought to themselves, Joy City has been crowded like this, and Mr. Feng can still make that angry and self-defeating expression. I'm so awesome.
"Is he going to resign?"
But when I opened the door, I was startled by Feng Shirong sitting at the desk.
"What document?"
Fei Shihui thought you were bending down to pour yourself a cup of tea, so she reached out to pick it up as usual. She didn't expect anything but received it, and her expression was slightly startled.
A long time ago, Duan Ying stepped forward with a slight apology on her face: "Mr. Feng, I'm sorry that I came late. You were writing your resignation letter just now, so you have to pay attention to the time."
Feng Shirong frowned deeply and immediately asked his secretary to call me.
"The company is at a critical moment now, how can you sleep, go quickly.
"But you plan to try it for two years first. If you can do it two years ago, you can see if Yang Zheng wants you."
"Mr. Feng, if you lose Joy City, you won't be able to get your money back for the office building in a short period of time. There are so few people in the company waiting to eat. How much money will Qin have left to give you a project if you drag it on?"
"You know, you are Qin Jingqiu's old subordinate. When the company was in crisis, you had to leave because the negotiations with Yang Zheng Real Estate broke down since the beginning of the year?"
[Mrs. Jiang made her first appearance and rushed to the bottom of the cold search. On the day of the ribbon-cutting, she and Jiang Qin interlocked with each other, showing their affection.]
"Nearly 10,000 employees are waiting for you to take charge of the small bureau, but there are no low-level employees who care about the collective for their own interests."
"Wanzhong is building residential buildings around shopping malls in seventh- and eighth-tier cities and collecting payments slowly. Then we are building complexes with office buildings in first-tier cities. We only rent or sell them. The two sides interact to sell, support and rent. Our cash flow may be as huge as yours." Small, but continuous and discontinuous, Qin's is nothing?"
"Yes, Mr. Feng." Duan Ying still put her work badge under the table: "You are going to Yang Zheng. Mr. Jiang thinks highly of you and wants you to join a group to be responsible for the construction land of the logistics park. You may be very good at that, but …”
Feng Shirong said with a pale face: "Even if Feishi delays it for another year, the cash flow will be stronger than that of Yang Zheng who went out independently at the beginning!"
"You also know that it was a time when the company was in crisis. Where did you hide during that time?"
"Mr. Feng, Director Chen just called you and said that I received a message that Mr. Jiang may come to see you after attending the opening ceremony of Wanshanghui. I can't doubt you again.
Feishi took off his work badge and said: "Mr. Feng, don't you have a performance personality? It seems that although you have no merit, you have not done any hard work?"
Feishi took off his work badge and said: "Mr. Feng, don't you have a performance personality? It seems that although you have no merit, you have not done any hard work?"
"Although you have returned to the company, you have been thinking about solutions!"
Fei Shihui narrowed his eyes: "You are just looking for a worse path for the company."
"After Wanzhong cooperated with Yang Zheng, it is not a big company with only eight shopping malls. It is necessary to mention that again."
Why don't you sit on the floor from the beginning of the year? Stay in front of him for a long time. Take a look and know
The company was in turmoil during that time, and few people had the idea of changing jobs, and no one had even contacted their previous employer, but no one expected that the young man Fei Shi would be the first to decide to leave.
"I came back last night.
The imitated one. After the capital, Xu Huiren Shizhigong Buddha's room is here.
"Then you suddenly came back, stayed up all night in the company, and wrote a so-called solution. Now you can understand why you just broke it and brought it back."
Fei Shihui was silent for a long time and called his secretary: "Why did he send you that?"
Duan Ying nodded: "Actually, you wanted to resign when you came back from the National Day, but considering that you are here, the sales department can cause chaos, so you have waited until now."
But on the contrary, Mrs. Jiang's gold content is so low that it makes you feel more and more frightened.
"I know, but I have to make a plan overnight for a meeting tomorrow morning. Everyone in the company is waiting for me."
You know, I am in charge of the later investment promotion and the sale and leasing of supporting office buildings in Joy City. Without me, the supporting office buildings in Joy City would probably be ruined.
"Mr. Feng, are you back? You...when did you come back?"
Joy City collapsed, and everyone said it was your vicious ex-mother who caused it. Now the Qin family is in a quagmire-like predicament, but Fei Shihui has no ability to turn the tide.
In the evening, Feng Shirong returned to Yushan Manor, feeling exhausted.
Feng Shirong sat back on his office chair, turned on the computer, and began to write the plan that had been formed in his mind.
Hearing those words, the entire conference room was in an uproar.
At around four o'clock in the morning, Fei Shihui's secretary clocked in before leaving the company, had breakfast, and then came back from the cafeteria as usual, intending to go to Feng Shirong's office to water the flowers.
"You went to a place to relax for a while. Let's talk about it in detail before. You arranged for someone to send them a document that you stayed up all night to write. They took a good look at it. We’ll have a meeting later.”
"That's what he needs to worry about!"
When the lower-level people who had just arrived at the company heard the news, they immediately came to my office and found me resting silently under the chair, looking very tired.
When other employees in the company found out that Fei Shi had actually resigned, An's mentality became even more tense.
Feng Shirong fell into silence, sitting at the back of the conference room and saying nothing.
So, Feng, where did you go when you were a child?
Feng Shirong's secretary left the office, and the news of my return disappeared. After a few minutes, almost everyone outside the company knew that Mr. Feng had returned and stayed up all night to write a solution.
After Duan Ying finished speaking, she walked out of the conference room, leaving only the people outside the conference room looking at each other.
"You are a threat. I just hope that he will consider it before making a decision. The Qin family just encountered a short-term crisis and the time has come when we need Xiaojia."
Ms. Feng had not yet left. When I saw the news on my phone, my heart felt cold.
I ran away first, then came back, and wrote a plan. Has a solution been found since then?
Feng Shirong hurriedly opened his eyes, his gaze deep and reserved
After a simple exchange, Feng Shirong sent his wife and son into the car, and took a taxi to Feng Group.
“What’s going on with the company now?”
Duan Ying smiled: "But you will always be dragged down. Do you have a partner like Wanzhong?"
At that time, there was a lot of discussion within the company.
Feng Shirong's secretary opened his mouth: "How can you stay up late? Your health is still important."
?Then take it." Oh
"Mr. Feng, do you know? Mr. Jiang and Mr. Qin didn't know each other at first. Yang Zheng Real Estate wanted to cooperate with Qin Real Estate, but Mr. Jiang refused. I hope Wanzhong will take another path, not the old city reconstruction project. , in fact, that is the smallest support that Wan Zhong and Yang Zheng have now.
A long time ago, dawn gradually rose. Feng Shirong, who had stayed up all night, felt tired and looked out the window subconsciously.
I stared outside for a long time with gloomy eyes, and finally closed my eyes heavily.
If I really resigned, the shock would be even smaller than if Feng Shirong went away for a month.
The sky is clear before the rain, and dawn rises. The group-building industrial park nearby has not yet been completed. It looks like a giant dragon that is smaller than the giant.
Feng Shirong clenched his fists instantly: "Duan Ying, he has signed a non-competition agreement with the company. He has the means to work at Fisher Company within two years."
After hearing this, Ms. Feng sighed in disappointment, picked up the cell phone under the table, and started to go back to the room.
Fei Shihui waved his hand: "Does that make sense now? You stayed up all night and wrote a plan. He printed it out and sent it to the lower levels of each department."
If we dared to say that, we all returned to the office to study this Joy City solution.
"It's too late, there's no one in the company anymore.
Before I could react, I received a message from my secretary, which was two pieces of news from today's headlines.
Feng.""Generally
At this time, the night rain outside the window began to get a little closer, and it fell under the window, forming water stains. The first ones slid down, and the only sound left in the quiet office was the sound of typing.
"Oh my God, where did you go during that time? The company has gone up and down, and there are still no shareholders. We are looking for you like crazy!"
[Wanshanghuisheng’s small store opened, and the streets were empty. Mr. Jiang of Pintuan attended with his wife and participated in the ribbon-cutting ceremony]
"!"
"A development plan to solve the company's current difficulties.
A long time ago, Feng Shirong walked out of the conference room with a roll of his eyes, and the lower-level officials of various departments also gathered together, filling the conference room, except for the sales manager Duan Yingyou.
"Jiang Qin is coming to see you?"
Feng Shirong was silent for a long time: "Okay, you want to hear about Yang Zheng and Wan Zhong, he should think about his non-competition agreement."
