"The most powerful company in history, first prize at the annual meeting, 500 apartments!"
"The annual meeting of the Cao Cao Group unexpectedly revealed a super talented person who received fifty months' salary!"
"Regarding the details of Cao Cao Group's annual meeting, Aew Group sold Baolong Building for 1.3 billion and will be transformed into an apartment for Cao Cao Group employees."
“The Cao Cao Group’s annual meeting was filled with so much anger that I almost fainted from tears.”
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The year before has almost become a time when various Internet companies are competing for supremacy, and each one is more generous than the other.
Cao Cao Group has undoubtedly won the title of the most wealthy company, and its popularity on the Internet remains high.
Many people have praised that this is a good company for others.
The housing prices in Shanghai are famous nationwide.
As long as you can obtain the apartment ranking qualification, it is equivalent to getting one million assets for free.
Several companies under the Cao Cao Group are quite famous.
After this wave of operations, more people submitted resumes, and the employees in the HR department began to suffer.
Details about the annual meeting are becoming known to the outside world bit by bit.
Especially when Mr. Chen performed a dance and song on the stage, it aroused heated discussions among countless people.
"Another artist who was delayed by business."
"To be honest, I feel that Mr. Chen is more awesome than many little fresh meats!"
"I really like Mr. Chen's appearance. It doesn't matter whether you have money or not."
Mr. Chen, who is highly praised by the outside world, is rushing to the capital to prepare for the Spring Festival Gala.
This year Cao Cao paid to sponsor the Spring Festival Gala, and Mr. Chen naturally got a studio audience seat.
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Beijing Airport.
After Chen Dongcheng got off the plane, he noticed a lot of girls holding support signs near the exit.
The brand above seems familiar.
This year's Spring Festival Gala has many young talents invited to perform on stage, and almost every day there are fans waiting for their idols at the airport.
But this has nothing to do with Mr. Chen. He nodded to Pang Zhengyang, who stepped forward to clear the way: "Please give way."
The crowd originally wanted to give in, but some unscrupulous person shouted something.
"The idol is here, hurry up and let the idol feel our enthusiasm!"
This sentence suddenly made the scene out of control, and young girls who were already crazy about stars swarmed in.
Pang Zhengyang and the others had no choice but to shrink their formation and keep Chen Dongcheng in the center.
Chen Dongcheng frowned and looked back.
A young man in his early twenties, wearing black sunglasses and a mask, was surrounded by assistants and enjoyed being picked up by enthusiastic fans.
"Let's go."
It was not appropriate to cause trouble at the airport, so Chen Dongcheng chose to leave in a low profile.
The person who came to pick me up was the deputy director of the Spring Festival Gala program, named Wu Qiang.
Chen Dongcheng asked: "Director Wu, who is behind?"
Wu Qiang glanced at the support sign and said with a smile: "That's a young celebrity who became very popular last year. It's considered a third-tier brand."
"Are all three fronts so popular?"
Chen Dongcheng was a little surprised.
Wu Qiang shrugged: "Who knows, maybe someone is hired just to be a hot search tomorrow.
Their golden period is only a few years, and countless handsome guys are waiting to take their place every year.
If you can’t make more money while it’s most popular, then where will you make money when it’s no longer popular?”
Chen Dongcheng withdrew his gaze and followed Wu Qiang into the car of the Spring Festival Gala program crew.
The pickup truck sent by the subsidiary company followed behind.
Zhou Qiang actually intends to make good friends with Mr. Chen. As the largest sponsor of this year's Spring Festival Gala, he has to give Mr. Chen VIP treatment both emotionally and logically.
"Mr. Chen, this year we will still follow the cooperation method with WeChat and Alipay in the previous two years.
The sketch will also try to incorporate some plots related to Cao Cao's payment, but it should not be too explicit.
In addition, during the program, the host will interact with the audience many times and ask everyone to pay and grab red envelopes together. What do you think?"
This has taken all the integration links into consideration, and Mr. Chen is naturally very satisfied.
"I have no problem, just follow your established procedures, Director Wu."
Wu Qiang smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
It would be great if there is no big move. Even if the Spring Festival Gala wants to be sponsored, it should not be too obvious.
When we arrived at the studio, there were already people rehearsing.
Zhou Qiang took Chen Dongcheng around and pointed to a place in the performance hall where several tables would be set up.
Zhou Qiang explained: "This is a VIP seat, usually reserved for sponsors or some important people."
"After the Spring Festival Gala officially starts recording, Mr. Chen will be given several shots.
We guarantee that they are all close-ups, which will play a very good role in shaping your image, Mr. Chen."
This is the benefit of the financial sponsor's father. After spending one billion, he still has to give Mr. Chen some camera shots to comfort him.
Zhou Qiang is very enthusiastic and will answer everything Chen Dongcheng asks in detail.
Considering Chen Dongcheng's age, Zhou Qiang hesitated and said, "If Mr. Chen wants to bring a female companion, I can help with the operation."
The VIP seats are limited, and it is a rare opportunity to appear in front of a national audience, which is very precious.
Chen Dongcheng waved his hands quickly, what a joke.
There are more than one billion people watching the Spring Festival Gala. If he brings a woman to the Spring Festival Gala, he will definitely be trending the next day.
"I appreciate Director Zhou's kindness. It's better to just follow my own arrangements."
Chen Dongcheng quickly declined, this was no joke.
Zhou Qiang looked at his watch: "Mr. Chen, I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you. I will contact you again on the Spring Festival Gala."
"Director Zhou, stay here."
Chen Dongcheng said goodbye to Zhou Qiang and took a car to No. 7 Diaoyutai Courtyard.
Luo Yunqi returned to Jianye for the New Year, and the house password Chen Dongcheng had, which unlocked the door directly.
The house is kept very clean, and Luo Yunqi usually has a tidying habit.
When I see things dirty and messy, I feel uncomfortable all over, and I have to tidy them up to feel comfortable.
There is a faint fragrance of gardenia in the house. I open the balcony window and look out at Yuyuantan not far away.
In Beijing at the end of January, it feels a bit cool if you open the windows and let in the cold wind.
As soon as Mr. Chen closed the window, someone sent a message on WeChat. It turned out to be from Lin Xidi.
"Mr. Chen, we have arrived in the capital, shall we get together?"
"Time, address."
Chen Dongcheng was really bored by himself, and when he saw the car keys at the door just now, he felt a little itchy.
"We will wait for you in Fugu."
Chen Dongcheng casually picked up the Bentley keys at the door and took the elevator straight to the underground parking lot.
The elevator went up for a while and reached the top floor.
A girl wearing a pink peaked cap and a black mask walked in.
After coming in, I glanced at Mr. Chen. He didn't say anything or press the elevator button. He was obviously heading to the underground parking lot.
Chen Dongcheng stood behind the girl. He visually observed that the girl was 1.7 meters tall, with a slim waist and long legs. Those who didn't know better thought she was a celebrity.
"bite!"
The elevator buzzed and the parking lot arrived.
Chen Dongcheng found that the girl had been following him, stopped and turned around and asked: "Why are you following me?"
"Um, can you give me a ride?"
The girl still only had one pair of eyes exposed, which were very bright, somewhat narrow and long, and very elegant.
Chen Dongcheng held the car key and asked with interest: "How are you sure I will drive you?"
"Just tell me whether you can carry me or not. If it doesn't work, I'll find someone else."
The girl was about to leave, but found that Chen Dongcheng was busy watching the show and had no intention of cooperating with her.
The girl lowered her head in despair: "Okay, my card has been stopped now, I have no money, and I can't even pay for gas for my car."
Chen Dongcheng shrugged: "So, what does it have to do with me?"
The girl looked up and was a little surprised to find that Chen Dongcheng actually got into the car without looking back, started the car and drove away.
"I'll go, you scumbag!"
The girl gritted her teeth, took out her mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hurry up and pick me up, I'll give you half an hour."
"Oh, my eldest lady..."
The girl thought for a while, took out her mobile phone and took a photo of Chen Dongcheng's parking space, and said proudly: "I won't find someone to flatten your tires tomorrow."
Half an hour later, Lin Xidi appeared at the door of Diaoyutai No. 7 Courtyard depressed, with a headache and asked: "Miss Han, why do you think of returning to China?"
Han Enxi tossed her hair: "Driving your car, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked."
"嗻."
Lin shrugged happily, started the Pagani, and set off towards Fuguhui.
When they arrived at the Fugu Club, Han Enxi smiled and patted Lin Xi on the shoulder.
"Old Lin, I haven't seen him in so many years, but his driving skills haven't deteriorated and he performed well."
Lin Xidi casually handed the car keys to the security guard and shook his head with a wry smile.
This little devil suddenly came back, which is really a headache.
Han Enxi looked around Fuguhui, and his eyes suddenly stopped on a Bentley sports car.
Lin, who had been carefully observing Han Enxi, looked over happily and was a little confused: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I don't like the Bentley sports cars lately. Lao Lin, please find someone to flatten the tires on that car."
Han Enxi gritted her teeth and walked into the Floating Valley Club with her ponytail swung.
Lin Xidi hesitated and called the security guard: "Brother, let me tell you something..."
"Boss, this won't work, we have surveillance here."
The security guard listened and shook his head quickly.
The only people who can play here are rich people, and maybe they are related to the boss. It's not about ruining their jobs.
"Brother, to tell you the truth, the guy just now had a very tough relationship, and I definitely can't afford to offend him.
Even if your boss knows, he will definitely not make things difficult for you and will reward you."
Lin Xi said as she took out her mobile phone and waved to the security guard.
"I'll transfer 50,000 yuan to you. If something happens, I'll take care of it for you. This is my mobile phone number. My name is Lin Xidi."
The security guard hesitated, then looked at Lin Xidi's Pagani.
That's a luxury car worth tens of millions, and Bentley is a bit inferior in comparison.
"OK."
The security guard responded happily, accepted Lin Xidi's 50,000 yuan in benefits, and went to deflate Chen Dongcheng's Bentley.
As for the consequences?
Ma De, if the worst happens, run away immediately and find another place to work as a security guard.
After finishing what Han Enxi told him, Lin happily wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and walked into the Fugu Club feeling relaxed.
To the Bentley owner, he could only say sorry.
It’s not good to mess with anyone, but Han Enxi, the little devil.
He was well-known in Beijing circles and could not be offended.
Among other things, the apartment in No. 7 Courtyard of Diaoyutai belongs to Han Enxi's family.
Lin Xidi did not dare to provoke this background at all, for fear of getting into trouble.