The door of the conference room was closed again. Zhongli raised his eyes and looked at Director Chen in Huaxi near the bank. "With your level, how did you get the position of project director in Haidong Group? You have to be reluctant to leave the group. After the meeting, you can

Go and work as a salesperson in Huaxi near the bank."

Director Chen trembled all over and his face turned pale. After so many years, he had risen from an ordinary employee to a project director step by step. Now the new president actually wants to start from scratch as a salesperson.

... Such a blow is like a blow to the head.

After a moment, Director Chen laughed angrily, "Okay, okay, okay...I'll go to Near'an Huaxi to be an ordinary salesperson. I want to see, President Chongli, how you can bring this project back to life!"

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In the parking lot of Hangzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Hou Guoqiang looked at Kuang's mother with a smile on his face, "Xiao Kuang, you also came from the factory, you think I treat you well. The factory is your home, if you

I feel that I am not happy working in Haidong Group. If I want to come back, the door of the factory will be open for you at any time."

Hou Guoqiang originally thought that Kuang's mother was dismissed from her job and went to Haidong Group to work as a designer. They just took a fancy to this design drawing. Unexpectedly, the contract Chang Bingze got was actually for the hiring of a designer.

Contract. Although it seems that you cannot bring your designs to the market and can only wear them for people within the Chi family.

But precisely because of this, the people she came into contact with were all core figures of the Chi family. Not to mention Mr. Chi Haidong, even the descendants of the Chi family were much more prestigious, powerful and capable than Hou Guoqiang.

Hou Guoqiang never dared to think about climbing up this big tree.

Kuang's mother, "You are serious. You are quite good in the circle. At least you have never been in arrears with wages."

Hou Guoqiang's face stiffened, "Don't worry, I will pay you the salary for the past three months later. To express my apology, I will ask the finance department to give you two more months."

Kuang's mother, "Why are you so embarrassed? The employees in the factory have a good relationship. They are like a family and take care of each other..."

Hou Guoqiang's forehead was slightly sweaty, "Don't worry, I'll ask the finance manager to pay them all the wages when I get back. As you know, the finance person in our factory is my relative. I can't push her, and she's always lazy.

"

Kuang’s mother, “It’s incredible that the employees in the factory have a boss like you.”

Hou Guoqiang wiped his cold sweat and said, "It should be, it should be..."

After saying goodbye to Kuang's mother, Hou Guoqiang took out his car keys and wanted to drive away.

At this moment, a Porsche Cayenne SUV commercial vehicle slowly parked in the parking space next to Hou Guoqiang. Hou Guoqiang couldn't help but take a second look. Such cars are not uncommon in Hangzhou, but the license plate number 8888,

But it shows that this car belongs to a special company: Zhejiang Venture Finance Investment Firm.

It sounds like a firm with a small name, but everyone who does business in Zhejiang knows that it is the largest private lending institution in Zhejiang. Hou Guoqiang happened to know its true background. This firm belongs to

Mr. Qian—a man who rose to the top of Hangzhou’s underground world more than 40 years ago with a knife.

Just seeing this car, Hou Guoqiang couldn't help but tremble in his heart. There are more than a dozen incidents of unknown corpses floating in the Qiantang River every year. Funeral parlors and public security bureaus post a lot of notices for claiming corpses every year. How many stories are there?

That's unknown. The door of the conference room was closed again. Zhongli raised his eyes and looked at Director Chen in Huaxi near the bank. "With your level, how did you get the position of project director in Haidong Group? You have to be reluctant to let it go.

Group, after the meeting, you can work as a salesperson in Huaxi near the bank."

Director Chen trembled all over and his face turned pale. After so many years, he had risen from an ordinary employee to a project director step by step. Now the new president actually wants to start from scratch as a salesperson.

... Such a blow is like a blow to the head.

After a moment, Director Chen laughed angrily, "Okay, okay, okay...I'll go to Near'an Huaxi to be an ordinary salesperson. I want to see, President Chongli, how you can bring this project back to life!"

=========

In the parking lot of Hangzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Hou Guoqiang looked at Kuang's mother with a smile on his face, "Xiao Kuang, you also came from the factory, you think I treat you well. The factory is your home, if you

I feel that I am not happy working in Haidong Group. If I want to come back, the door of the factory will be open for you at any time."

Hou Guoqiang originally thought that Kuang's mother was dismissed from her job and went to Haidong Group to work as a designer. They just took a fancy to this design drawing. Unexpectedly, the contract Chang Bingze got was actually for the hiring of a designer.

Contract. Although it seems that you cannot bring your designs to the market and can only wear them for people within the Chi family.

But precisely because of this, the people she came into contact with were all core figures of the Chi family. Not to mention Mr. Chi Haidong, even the descendants of the Chi family were much more prestigious, powerful and capable than Hou Guoqiang.

Hou Guoqiang never dared to think about climbing up this big tree.

Kuang's mother, "You are serious. You are quite good in the circle. At least you have never been in arrears with wages."

Hou Guoqiang's face stiffened, "Don't worry, I will pay you the salary for the past three months later. To express my apology, I will ask the finance department to give you two more months."

Kuang's mother, "Why are you so embarrassed? The employees in the factory have a good relationship. They are like a family and take care of each other..."

Hou Guoqiang's forehead was slightly sweaty, "Don't worry, I'll ask the finance manager to pay them all the wages when I get back. As you know, the finance person in our factory is my relative. I can't push her, and she's always lazy.

"

Kuang’s mother, “It’s incredible that the employees in the factory have a boss like you.”

Hou Guoqiang wiped his cold sweat and said, "It should be, it should be..."

After saying goodbye to Kuang's mother, Hou Guoqiang took out his car keys and wanted to drive away.

At this moment, a Porsche Cayenne SUV commercial vehicle slowly parked in the parking space next to Hou Guoqiang. Hou Guoqiang couldn't help but take a second look. Such cars are not uncommon in Hangzhou, but the license plate number 8888,

But it shows that this car belongs to a special company: Zhejiang Venture Finance Investment Firm.

It sounds like a firm with a small name, but everyone who does business in Zhejiang knows that it is the largest private lending institution in Zhejiang. Hou Guoqiang happened to know its true background. This firm belongs to

Mr. Qian—a man who rose to the top of Hangzhou’s underground world more than 40 years ago with a knife.

Just seeing this car, Hou Guoqiang couldn't help but tremble in his heart. There are more than a dozen incidents of unknown corpses floating in the Qiantang River every year. Funeral parlors and public security bureaus post a lot of notices for claiming corpses every year. How many stories are there?
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