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After only a few minutes, the phone hung up.

"Go to Jiangnan Police Station."

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

The luxury car sped up and headed towards the Jiangnan City Industrial Security Bureau.

About two 10 minutes, Jiangnan Financial Center Building.

A stretched Rolls Royce came from the driveway and turned into the underground car park.

The luxury car stops.

The bodyguard got out of the car, quickly came to the back seat and opened the door.

"Miss Zhang, we are here, please get off."

"Oh, alright."

The beautiful host got out of the luxury car.

"Miss Zhang, this way please. The elevator is here."

"Oh!"

Zhang Chunye followed the bodyguard ignorantly and walked into the elevator.

The elevator went up all the way to the top floor.

The 88th floor of the Financial Building.

"Ding!" A crisp voice sounded, and the elevator door opened.

Zhang Chunye and the bodyguard walked out of the elevator.

But see: the front is empty, and there is no one.

Only in the east area, there are some computers and sundries, in a mess, like a garbage dump.

"This...is this [Future Fund] company?"

Zhang Chunye asked in surprise.

Hearing this, the two bodyguards both nodded: "Yes, Miss Zhang."

"Oh!"

Zhang Chunye: "Then what should I do now?"

"I don't know. Mr. Lin said, you can do whatever you want. Even if you want to demolish this floor."

The bodyguard replied blankly.

Zhang Chunye was speechless and walked forward alone.

The two bodyguards stood at the door of the elevator and waited.

The 88th floor is very large, at least three thousand square meters.

But all areas are almost empty.

Not a single living thing.

After inspecting around, Zhang Chunye was a little dazed.

Where should I start this new company with nothing but poverty?

You know, I majored in broadcasting, not business administration.

Which job should I hire first?

Is it the general manager, or the sweeping lady?

Zhang Chunye was a little confused. After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and called her former TV station colleague.

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

After only two rings, the phone was connected.

A male voice came out of it: "Hi, is this Chun Ye? Where have you been these few days? You don't answer your phone calls, and you don't reply to your text messages."

Hearing the question of concern, Zhang Chunye was a little bit embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

You can't say that you were blackmailed by a big shot and sent as a gift, right?

Hey!

"Hey, Junye, are you there? Talk!"

"Uh... I'm here, Brother Wang Han, I'm here. How are the programs on the TV station these days?" Zhang Chunye asked softly.

"Fortunately, the "New Blind Date Conference" you hosted was replaced by another host in the station." Wang Han, a famous host in Dongguo, said regretfully.

The competition of TV stations has always been cruel.

As long as any host's program is deleted, it will be extremely difficult if they want to come back.

Therefore, Wang Han felt a little sorry for Zhang Chunye.

however……

"Oh, it's okay. Just replace it. By the way, Brother Wang Han, I remember that you have opened many companies, right?" Zhang Chunye asked, changing the subject. "Uh...yes, what's wrong?"

"Brother Wang Han, I would like to ask you for advice: If a newly registered company has nothing but the president and vice president, which position should be recruited first?" Zhang Chunye asked seriously.

"Of course it's HR. HR, commonly known as human resources management positions, is responsible for recruiting middle- and lower-level personnel for the company. As for executives such as the general manager, administrative manager, and financial manager, the president will personally recruit them, or entrust them to a headhunting company. Then there will be an interview by the president himself.”

Wang Han explained simply.

"Brother Wang Han, what if the CEO lets go?"

Wang Han: "Then the vice president will handle it. Wait, Chun Ye, why are you asking these questions? Did you switch jobs and start a new commercial company by yourself?"

"Uh, no, no. I'm helping a friend."

Zhang Chunye couldn't tell the truth, so he could only use the excuse of "friend" instead. "Oh fine."

Zhang Chunye: "Brother Wang Han, you have always been well-connected, can you recommend me a suitable HR manager?"

"What field?"

Zhang Chunye: "Financial aspects."

"How much pay?"

"Uh, this, this..."

Zhang Chunye was stuck and didn't know what price to ask. "Don't you even know how much your salary should be?" Wang Han was a little depressed.

"This, this... I'm sorry, Brother Wang Han, I really don't understand."

"Then what is the registered capital of your friend's company? Let me help you estimate, and then give you a rough reference salary." Wang Han asked patiently.

As a "friend" who has cooperated with multiple variety shows, he is still willing to help. "Uh...Brother Wang Han, wait a moment. I'll ask." After speaking, Zhang Chunye hurried to the elevator entrance.

at this time.

Two tall bodyguards were standing guard at the elevator door.Zhang Chunye quickly walked up to the two of them, and asked in a low voice: "Brothers, do you know what is the registered capital of this [Future Fund] company?" Hearing this, the two bodyguards both nodded.

Immediately, one person raised his hand and raised a finger.Zhang Chunye: ""~100 million? "The bodyguard shook his head.

Zhang Chunye: "1000 million?" The bodyguard shook his head again.

Zhang Chunye started to panic: "Could it be [-] million?" The bodyguard continued to shake his head. "Well!"

Zhang Chunye's complexion changed suddenly, and there was a trembling sound in his words: "Boss... it can't be a registered capital of one billion, right?

The bodyguard still shook his head.

Seeing this action, Zhang Chunye breathed a sigh of relief, a long sigh of relief.

Scared my sister to death.

Almost thought that this newly opened small company had a registered capital of one billion.

It turned out not to be.

"Okay, I understand. [Future Fund] is a leather bag company opened by Mr. Lin, and the registered capital is only [-], right?"

Zhang Chunye expressed his guess confidently.

However, she was wrong, very wrong.

this moment.

The bodyguard shook his head again.

next moment.

The two bodyguards both opened their mouths and said the answer in unison: "It's not one hundred thousand, but - ten billion!!!"

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boom!

As soon as this number came out, it was like thunder resounding through the sky, the earth, and the world, and it rang heavily in the ears of the beautiful host.

"What? 100 billion registered capital?"

Zhang Chunye was extremely horrified, and let out an exclamation that had never been seen in his life.

"What? 100 billion?!"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Han, the famous host of Dongguo, also heard the voice and called out on the spot.

100 billion!

This is 100 billion, a full [-] billion!

In the whole of Dongguo, there are only seven companies with a registered capital of more than 100 billion.

They are: Zhongyuan Assets, Dongshan Assets, Guizhou Assets, Xiguang Financial Holdings Asset Management...

Just looking at these prefixes, you can tell that these seven companies are all asset holding companies of local governments.

Oh my God!

Who the hell is this, to actually set up a giant company with such terrifying strength and such strong capital?

Where is this small company?

They are behemoths and super giants!

……Clothes.

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this moment.

Wang Han's heart was trembling.

this moment.

The delicate body of the beautiful host was trembling.

"I... I'm the vice president of the '[-] billion giant enterprise'?!" The two bodyguards nodded together: "Yes, Mr. Zhang." Mr. Zhang? !

Instead of calling me Miss Zhang, they called me "Mr. Zhang"?

OMG!

Omg!

My "Zhang Chunye" is just a TV host, how can He De be the vice president?

How can I, "Zhang Chunye", be in charge of a super giant with a capital of tens of billions?

this moment.

The beautiful host's mind went blank, and he couldn't say anything.

"Hey, hey, Chun Ye, are you still there? Can you hear my voice? Hey, hey, talk! We're going to work together anyway, don't forget me, Wang Han."

"Hey, Junye, where are you? Talk."