For a while, after Zhang Jianjun listened to Lin Han's explanation, although he felt that Lin Han was right, he still couldn't help but worry.

After all, the company's major shareholder is now Lin Han, and Zhang Jianjun is not the kind of irresponsible person. If the company was wholly owned by him, he would not say much even if he lost in the end.

"Mr. Lin, recently I am thinking about transforming and slowly extending the advertising model from the traditional to the Internet field... Maybe it is because I am old and can't keep up with the times, so I hope that Mr. Lin will

If I have time, I would like to visit Mr. Lin."

Zhang Jianjun was able to tell Lin Han this calmly, which actually made Lin Han very happy. But what Lin Han said next, instead of helping Zhang Jianjun clear up his doubts, made Zhang Jianjun feel even more confused.

"It's okay. I have some personal matters to deal with in the past two days. I know what you are worried about, but hasn't someone already come to deliver pillows? So just sleep as you should and eat as you should."

After saying this, Lin Han ended the call with Zhang Jianjun and started checking the latest demolition news of Dalinzhuang in Qingshui City on his laptop.

In fact, Lin Han's words are easy to understand. If traditional industries want to catch up with the times and carry out large-scale transformation, they will almost have to change the company, and the risks that need to be taken are too great.

Because in Lin Han's memory, although he has to admit that if he wants to make the company bigger, embracing the Internet is indeed a shortcut to overtaking in a corner.

But this does not mean that traditional advertising will disappear in the future.

Yes, times are indeed progressing all the time, but not everyone likes to watch Internet advertisements.

On the contrary, appropriate traditional advertising adds some urban humanistic flavor.

"Lin Han, you said someone gave Zhang Jianjun a pillow. What do you mean? Why do I feel that your words have become increasingly difficult to understand recently? It gives people a very mysterious feeling."

Chen Yutong, who was wearing home clothes, handed a glass of warm milk to Lin Han and asked with a pouted mouth.

"Is it so hard to understand? Then we can't just say that Chengwu sent pillows to Zhang Jianjun, right? If this gets out, what will Chengwu think?"

Chen Yutong: "..."

After all, Chen Yutong was also a top student in economics, and after a little reminder from Lin Han, he immediately reacted.

Emotions Lin Han planned to force Cheng Wu to be a stepping stone, because as Lin Han said, Penguin Branch's business nature is only in finance and investment. If he wants to attack Zhang Jianjun's Haoxuan Media, he must sign the contract

Before the actual contract, an Internet advertising company was acquired.

Well...the pillow Lin Han was talking about was the company that Chengwu acquired a few days ago.

Even though the outcome has not yet been determined between the two sides, Lin Han has already begun to calculate the assets of Penguin Branch.

"Tomorrow happens to be Saturday. Do you want to follow me to my hometown to visit?"

After reading the recent news about Dalinzhuang, Lin Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The demolition has not started yet, which means that Lin Han still has a chance to prevent the regrets of his previous life.

"Your hometown?" Chen Yutong asked in confusion. "Isn't your hometown in Fumin Community?"

"Fumin Community was moved here when I was a child. In fact, many of our relatives moved from Dalin Village in Qingshui City. Although it is also within the scope of Qingshui City, Dalin Village is close to the edge of Qingshui City.

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"OK."

After Chen Yutong thought for a moment, he nodded towards Lin Han.

"It just happened to be said on the Internet that frequent travel can relax your mind. It is also a good choice for people who are preparing for pregnancy."

Lin Han: "..."

Now it was Lin Han's turn to be speechless. Before going to bed every day, Lin Han had to think about how to deal with Chen Yutong the next day. This was especially difficult for Lin Han, who was pressed for time every day.

If he could have known in advance that after getting married, he would be faced with repeated bombardments by the army of procreators. Lin Han would rather delay for a year and a half than have his children open and close his eyes every day.

This can make dealing with Robertson much more difficult.

That is to say, little Robertson had no chance to hear such words. Otherwise, even late at night, he would have dared to come to the Xiushui Bay Villa to curse Lin Han for a few words.

At any rate, little Robertson relied on his own strength to become the general manager of Little Tiger Global Fund, and even had a very good reputation in the field of Damei Financial. Of course, this was before meeting Lin Han.

Why is it so unbearable in Lin Han's mouth?

Early the next morning, Lin Han woke up early just to avoid the first thing Chen Yutong said when he woke up later was the child!

But when Lin Han walked out of the bedroom, he happened to meet Chen Yutong coming out of the kitchen carrying breakfast.

Lin Han and Chen Yutong lived in the empty villa every day. In fact, apart from the first and second floors, Lin Han rarely went to the third floor.

But even so, Chen Yutong's appearance gave Lin Han a sense of belonging to home in the villa that originally exuded a cold atmosphere.

Just like the lights in a house, there is always one that is keeping the light on for Lin Han.

"My mother called me just now and asked me to supervise you to eat more and more fish every day. She said it would be good for the baby after birth. I specially cooked some fish porridge and drank it while it was hot."

Lin Han: "..."

Half an hour later, Lin Han drove in the direction of Dalin Village. Even though it was in Qingshui City, the distance was not close. If you took the national highway, it would take at least two and a half hours.

Lin Han left temporarily, but for Zhang Jianjun, he really didn't sleep well last night, because as soon as he closed his eyes, Lin Han's words would come to his mind, and someone would come to give him a pillow.

of.

No, Zhang Jianjun waited all night, fearing that he would fall asleep and not wait.

Just when Zhang Jianjun was about to get some tea to refresh himself, the landline phone on the table suddenly rang.

It's already 2008, and the only use of a mobile phone for Zhang Jianjun is to make calls and send and receive text messages.

To put it bluntly, even if Zhang Jianjun was given a smartphone, Zhang Jianjun would not be able to use it.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Jianjun..."

Zhang Jianjun held the microphone in this position and remained stunned for several minutes. Gradually, anger was rising rapidly in his astonished eyes.

"Why are they so dishonest? How much advertising material does our company still have?"
Chapter completed!