What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

When Zhang Xiaoan returned to the office door, he happened to meet Shen Ting who had just walked out of the bathroom.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Shen, have you pooped?" Zhang Xiaoan greeted warmly.

As a result, Shen Ting didn't even look at him. She shook off the water drops on her hands and prepared to walk into the office.

Zhang Xiaoan did not feel embarrassed because his hot face touched his cold ass. He stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Shen, I heard that someone in the first department of your market is selling fake wine. Is there such a thing?"

Shen Ting suddenly remembered the video she received in her mailbox last night.

She stopped, turned around and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, I'm just curious and just asking."

Shen Ting smiled disdainfully: "Ha! Zhang Xiao'an, do the affairs of our department have anything to do with you?"

"You should pay more attention to yourself when you have time. The group's total sales have been slowly declining recently. If you continue to be unable to achieve any results, you should pack up your things and get out! Don't embarrass Mr. Fang!"

After speaking, Shen Ting walked into the office of the Marketing Department with her head held high.

Zhang Xiaoan stood there and nodded, acknowledging Shen Ting's words.

If I can't achieve anything and just play around every day, I will really be embarrassed by Fang Moxuan.

But fortunately, Zhang Xiaoan is a man praised by his "big brother"!

He came to the finance office and said to the person in charge of finance, an old sister with a very charming temperament: "Aunt Dahuan, print out a few contracts for me, and then send me the company's collection account information."

Qi Huan rolled his eyes at him: "Call me sister!"

Qi Huan is the financial manager of the company. He is 41 years old and looks very feminine. After all, he has reached that age.

The most important thing is that I heard that she and Wang Wei seem to have... an affair, but I'm not sure how far this leg has been extended.

Anyway, the relationship between the two is unusual.

As for how Zhang Xiaoan knew about this matter, I can only say that there is no airtight wall in the world.

Moreover, when Zhang Xiaoan joined the company, Wang Wei once gave him instructions.

"Xiao'an, if you have anything you don't understand about the company's accounts and contracts, just go to the finance office to see the manager Qi Huan at any time. She has a very good relationship with me and is one of our own. She will patiently help you handle it."

Ok……

Zhang Xiaoan only had contact with Qi Huan twice. The first time was to apply for a salary card. The other party's attitude was very enthusiastic. It can be seen that her relationship with Wang Wei is indeed "very good".

"Good sister."

Qi Huan smiled with satisfaction and asked, "What contract do you want?"

"A beer sales contract, a steel sales contract, a dye sales contract, one..." Zhang Xiaoan said a lot.

Qi Huan raised his head and asked with some surprise: "Have you met a big customer?"

"Not a customer, but a God of Wealth who is willing to pay!"

Hearing this, Qi Huan didn't say anything. He tapped on the keyboard and signed several contracts for Zhang Xiaoan.

"Here you go, buy me a cup of coffee when you come back after signing the contract!"

"Okay! Thanks sister!"

After Zhang Xiaoan walked out of the company with the contract, he walked straight to Tanghui Investment Company across the street.

That's right!

Tang Xiaohui is the God of Wealth who is willing to spend money!

……

In the boss’ office on the third floor of Tang Hui Investment.

"Damn it! If I die, you won't be alive, right?"

"For such a small matter, do you still want me to fly back from Wangjiang?!"

"If there's a move, go ahead. If there's no move, you'll die! You're dead!"

Brother Hui hung up the phone roughly and sat on the boss's chair, breathing heavily.

He has a head office in the south, and his main business is investment. The company is very large.

Zhang Xiaoan's phone call almost made him abandon his family and career and bring all the company's elite backbone to Wangjiang.

Now the headquarters is in chaos.

But be angry, it's the base camp after all, and Hui Ge can't just let it go.

After he calmed down, he asked a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa: "How much money do we still have brought from the headquarters?"

The middle-aged man didn't have time to think and responded: "Not counting the fraction, there are still [-] million left."

"That's almost enough. I still have BOSS's [-] million dividends in hand." Brother Hui thought for a while and said, "If you do this, leave half of the [-] million to me. You can take the rest of the money and a few more." Let me go back to the headquarters and take charge."

The voice fell.

Zhang Xiaoan kicked open the office door and walked in with his hands behind his back.

Brother Hui and others in the office were stunned for a moment, then stood up and shouted: "Hello, BOSS!"

Except for Brother Hui, this was their first close contact with Zhang Xiaoan, who had only seen him once on TV before.

After finally seeing a living person, several people couldn't help but glance at him secretly.

He is an ordinary young man, without any temperament of a big shot!

"Take out the official seal and sign a few contracts for me." Zhang Xiaoan stepped forward, picked up the contract in his hand, looked at it, then slapped it on the table and said, "You sign the one worth 300 million first."

Without saying anything, Brother Hui picked up a pen and signed the contract "swiss and swiss".

"Let's sign this one for 350 million." Zhang Xiaoan threw out another contract.

Hui Ge picked up his pen and said "brush, brush, brush".

"This 400 million..."

"This six hundred..."

"..."

After a long time.

As Brother Hui writes, more than 4000 million in deposits will disappear from his account in the near future.

"Okay, I'm leaving after the contract is signed. The money will be transferred to the account I gave you as soon as possible." When Zhang Xiaoan walked to the door, he turned around and said: "By the way, rent a larger factory in the suburbs as soon as possible. Let's Now, except for a few restaurants and KTV, there aren’t many physical industries.”

"The goods from Mingjun Group will be delivered in about ten days at the fastest. Once delivered, just pile the goods in the factory."

"And if you don't have enough money, call me anytime."

After Zhang Xiaoan finished speaking, he opened the door and left.

Brother Hui sat back on the chair and said to his subordinates: "You should select a few people to return to the headquarters as soon as possible to take charge."

"Okay, Brother Hui." The middle-aged man just turned around and left.

Brother Hui continued: "You can choose anyone you want, but you have to keep all the money for me."

The middle-aged man turned around and looked into Brother Hui's eyes, with a speechless expression on his face.

Brother Hui also spread his hands helplessly and said: "As you can see, our BOSS is very hungry for money right now. The money I have is probably not enough for him to build in a few months..."

……

Candy KTV.

Du Deshun stood by the window of his office, frowning and looking at the KTV across the street.

The KTV, which was deserted half a month ago, is now as lively as a vegetable market, with an endless stream of customers coming in and out.

The point is that it's still morning, and the business across the street is booming, which is a bit weird!

"What's going on? It's this early in the morning and our place hasn't even opened yet. Why do they have so many customers? Is Wang Laowan's place coming alive?"

The person next to Du Deshun responded: "Wang Laowan sold the place to a person named Tang Xiaohui. It is considered a new business. The activities are relatively large."

"It's free to open a private room, drinks are half-price, drink one bottle and get one free, there's also a cash raffle, and it's open 24 hours a day."

Du Deshun raised his eyebrows: "The event is so big, does he have a mine at home? Is he no longer alive?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm not short of money. I want to use the money to kill all my colleagues."

Du Deshun held his chin in thought for a while and then asked: "Why hasn't Nannan come recently?"

"Nan Nan probably won't come here in the future. She is dating Fatty Chen's son. Maybe she will be Mrs. Chen in the future."

"Ha!" Du Deshun smiled: "For Mrs. Chen, she, a nightclub person, still wants to turn into a phoenix? Does she think Fatty Chen is so easy to deceive?"