The boss stopped all work, and all staff took action to follow up on the project.
A special working group was set up and the project was named "Twelve Hours of Crisis". They worked overtime to contact people from relevant departments and mobilized all their connections to win.
Ning Feiyang was shocked when he saw this formation. After thinking about it carefully, he felt it was normal.
It only cost 5,000 yuan to help someone register a company. He took out 2 million yuan at once, which is equivalent to registering 400 companies. How could they not pay attention to such a large project?
Only twelve of them disappeared.
Professional matters were left to professional people. The boss quickly completed the division of labor. He was responsible for coordination, and the people below were responsible for running to various departments. People's hearts united.
The customers on site were dumbfounded.
Lin Weiao's eyes widened even more, looking at what was happening in front of him eagerly, not knowing what to say.
His head was buzzing, and it was only now that he realized how ignorant everything he just said was!
Two million people still want to compare with someone else's two hundred million dollars. The biggest joke in the world is that he left in despair when no one was paying attention.
Ning Feiyang registered a cultural inheritance company to support traditional Chinese folk culture. He invested an initial capital of 200 million and will continue to invest in the future, which has aroused a high degree of response.
This matter was reported to all levels, and the people at the Cultural Affairs Bureau were very excited. Finally, someone paid attention to their area. With the strong support of the director, the handling was even smoother!
Ning Feiyang stared for a while and saw that there was no problem, so he asked: "Wang Yuhan, I'll leave this to you. I'll go back first."
"Boss, isn't this okay?" Wang Yuhan frowned.
"Why can't it work?" Ning Feiyang asked.
Wang Yuhan replied: "This is a company worth 200 million yuan, so you just leave it to me?"
"There's no problem now. Just keep an eye here. If anything unexpected happens, just call me." Ning Feiyang said.
"Oh." Wang Yuhan couldn't find a reason to refute.
Just half a day after taking office, he accepted a 200 million project, and others would not believe him if he told me.
"This card has five million. If the company has any expenses, just settle them directly from here and reimburse them all." Ning Feiyang threw down a card, then attached it to the other party's ear, and added, "The password is six
Six."
It wasn't until Ning Feiyang left for a long time that Wang Yuhan came back to her senses, her ears still red!
"This boss is so lethal and so domineering." Wang Yuhan said secretly in her heart.
After Ning Feiyang came out, he felt refreshed. The task was almost completed, and he only needed to give time.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he got in the car, Song Tiantian called.
"Feiyang, why haven't there been any messages after you were discharged from the hospital? What are you doing?" Song Tiantian said angrily.
"Um... I won the top prize, didn't I? All kinds of troubles came up, including tutoring, awards, etc." Ning Feiyang listed a lot.
"Sorry, I wrongly blamed you. Do you have time now?" Song Tiantian asked.
Ning Feiyang agreed with all his heart. He hadn't been with his girlfriend for several days. If he didn't agree to it anymore, he wouldn't have any objections.
He quickly drove over and found Song Tiantian already waiting at the gate of the community, wearing a floral skirt, high heels and carrying a red bag.
It looks... a little mismatched!
"Isn't it weird? I also think that you should wait for me and I'll change my outfit when I get home." Song Tiantian felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Ning Feiyang's strange eyes.
"You look good when you wear clothes. You look good no matter what you wear." Ning Feiyang joked, "You might look better if you don't wear anything."
"Bah, you're such a talker." Song Tiantian hit Ning Feiyang with her bag and started laughing while mumbling.
Ning Feiyang chuckled, stepped on the accelerator, and drove Ning Feiyang towards the mall.
"What are we doing here?" Song Tiantian asked, blinking.
"Of course...I'm buying you clothes." Ning Feiyang said with a smile.
Song Tiantian shook her head and said, "I still don't want it. The clothes in the mall are too expensive. I'll just go home and buy a few pieces online."
"What you buy online may not be suitable. You can try on clothes here. Besides, I am your boyfriend. Isn't it okay to buy some clothes for my woman?" Ning Feiyang asked.
Song Tiantian hasn’t fully adapted to the role yet!
"Then let's go to the Chenghuang Temple. The ones here are too expensive." Song Tiantian said.
"It doesn't matter, there's no shortage of money." Ning Feiyang didn't give Song Tiantian a chance to refuse and directly pulled her in.
Song Tiantian is a working-class person. Her grandfather's Tai Chi practice is basically unprofitable, and she has to rely on her father's subsidies. In addition, the business was not good before, and her family is not well-off.
Her clothes basically cost one or two hundred yuan, and the best shoes cost no more than three hundred yuan.
I only dare to buy clothes in the mall once during the Chinese New Year, and I only choose the ones at special prices.
Song Tiantian didn't dare to think about walking into those fashionable women's clothing stores, but after walking in, she was still excited when she saw the beautiful clothes inside.
When I saw the price, my face turned dark and I turned around and left.
A cheap dress costs two to three thousand, which is really too expensive.
I visited several stores in succession.
"They are all quite beautiful, what's wrong?" Ning Feiyang asked.
Song Tiantian muttered and said, "It's still quite expensive."
"It doesn't matter, buy it!" Ning Feiyang bought him four sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes in one go, totaling more than 25,000 yuan.
"It's really too expensive." Song Tiantian felt a little sore.
"It doesn't matter, you can make money after you spend it. I made a lot of money today." Ning Feiyang saw that the big and small bags were inconvenient, so he kept them and took her into the bag shop. "Buy two more bags."
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"This... is too expensive, so I don't want it anymore." Song Tiantian shook her head and said, not daring to go in.
"Hey, isn't this sweet? What a coincidence." At this moment, a woman's voice came over.
"Sister Jiajia." Song Tiantian recognized the person who came, and it was her aunt's child.
Ji Jiajia looked at Song Tiantian, looked at the store, and said with a smile: "Tiantian, are you going to buy something here?"
"No, we were just passing by." Song Tiantian shook her head and said.
"I think so. It's not like I don't know your family's situation. It's impossible to afford the things here." Ji Jiajia said sarcastically, "Hey, who is this guy? I know you are usually frugal, so I deliberately said I would buy it for you.
Clothes, do you want to please you?"
It's okay to say Song Tiantian, but not happy to say Ning Feiyang.
"Sister Jiajia, Ning Feiyang is very good to me. He even bought me several sets of clothes just now." Song Tiantian defended.
"Oh? Did you go to the City God's Temple just now, or did you shop online on your mobile phone here? Do you have clothes worth more than 200 yuan?" Ji Jiajia said with a chuckle. (To be continued)