Rebirth starts with financial freedom

After hearing Chen Ze's words, Chen Yao knew what he meant.

However, as the daughter of a flower grower, she supported Chen Ze's idea.

To quote the Communist Youth League.

Young people who truly love their motherland, even if they are die-hard fans of Japanese comics, will safeguard their country's sovereignty and national dignity in the face of major issues of right and wrong.

And those who have no backbone and weak knees, even if they are not interested in foot pot chickens, will sooner or later kneel down in front of others and laugh at everything about the flower growers, including the sovereignty and national dignity of the flower growers.

Chen Yao is this kind of person. She does like Japanese comics, but in the face of such a major event, her personal interests have to be put aside, not to mention that she only liked them when she was young.

"I understand, I will solve this matter now." Chen Yao agreed.

Chen Ze reminded: "Install B station as well, and be sure to bring the rhythm up. I want Chen Rui, a bitch, to never dare to do such a thing again. You must ban the real organizer. If you If we can’t block it, let Shengyao Group take action. I won’t be happy if it doesn’t go bankrupt.”

"You..." Chen Yao was a little helpless. How much would it cost for her to breathe?

But there was nothing she could do to stop it. After all, it was a good thing that the heir to the Shengyao Group had such patriotic feelings, and it was a good thing that no amount of money could buy.

"I know, I'll do it now." Chen Yao hung up the phone after saying that.

Chen Ze felt a little better now. The eldest sister was there to solve the problem at the Summer Festival Comic Exhibition. Now it was time for him to solve the problem of the memorial tablets for war criminals enshrined in Tang Monk Temple.

……

There was an old man sitting in front of Chen Ze. After hearing what he said, he turned his head to look at him, and then turned back again.

Then the old man asked a middle-aged man sitting next to him: "Summer festival? Something for a kid?"

The middle-aged man's face looked ugly at this time, and he nodded awkwardly, but did not speak.

He also heard what Chen Ze said just now, and immediately searched for things about the Summer Festival. After understanding it clearly, he knew something was wrong. Sure enough, the old man still asked about it.

"Looking at your face, this summer festival is not a good thing, is it?" The old man asked the middle-aged man casually, and then said to himself: "That's right, what good things can the little devil have? Summer Festival Sacrifice? Sacrifice? Haha, I didn’t expect the little devils to come to our place to worship now, or in Jinling, Xiaolan, you did a pretty good job, didn’t you?"

After hearing the old man's words, a cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's head.

"Shengyao Group? I remember that this group was founded by the third son of the old Chen family, right?"

"Yes, it was founded by Chen Mingqian, the third son of the Chen family." The middle-aged man quickly answered.

"From the tone of this child, he should be the son of the third eldest son of the Chen family, right? Otherwise he wouldn't have spoken so casually." The old man seemed to be talking to himself.

But the middle-aged man still said quickly: "Yes, he is Chen Mingqian's son. This child's name is Chen Ze."

After saying that, he handed the phone to the old man. There was a photo on the screen, it was Chen Ze.

"Okay, Lao Chen has a successor, and this child is good." The old man nodded happily.

The middle-aged man nodded quickly but did not speak.

The old man spoke again: "But since this matter happened in Jinling, it will naturally have to be solved by us Jinling people. It is not good to let others help us solve it. It is not good to talk about it, isn't it Xiaolan?"

"Yes, don't worry, Mr. Han, I'll do it after I get off the car." The middle-aged man nodded quickly and agreed.

"That's good." After saying that, the old man closed his eyes.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. What is this? The old man wanted to experience the domestic high-speed rail on a whim today. He didn't expect to hear these words. What luck, alas...

------

Chen Ze walked out of the high-speed rail station and found the driver who came to pick him up.

Before he got on the high-speed train, he called Wei Ming and asked him to send a driver to pick him up, which saved him from taking a taxi.

After arriving at the company by car, Chen Ze called Yang Gang over.

"Master Chen." Yang Gang walked into the office and looked at Chen Ze.

"Sit down." Chen Ze waved his hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Yang Gang sat down on the sofa without being polite.

"Do you know a reliable security company?" Chen Ze asked directly.

Yang Gang thought for a moment, and then said: "I know, our company once cooperated with a security company called Heiwu. The other party's security personnel are very professional, and most of them are veterans."

Chen Ze's eyes lit up after hearing this. What he wanted were veterans. Although this was not a war era, after experiencing the baptism of the army, soldiers had more hatred for chickens than ordinary people.

"Okay, let them arrange ten security personnel for me. They must be veterans." Chen Ze made the request.

"I understand, when will you use it?" Yang Gang asked.

Taking a look at the time, it was already past four in the afternoon. It was definitely too late to go now, so we had to go tomorrow, so Chen Ze said, "Let them gather in the company conference room tomorrow morning, and we'll talk about it when I get here."

"Okay." Yang Gang nodded.

"Then go and do your work and don't worry about me." Chen Ze waved his hand.

"Then call me if you need anything." Yang Gang stood up and walked out.

Chen Ze also walked out and then came to the office of Wei Ming and others.

"Master Chen." Wei Ming stood up immediately when he saw Chen Ze coming in.

Chen Ze nodded to him and said: "When the money can be moved, transfer it back to the domestic account. The remaining 30 million US dollars in the foreign account will be fine."

"I understand, Mr. Chen." Wei Ming nodded quickly.

"Okay, you go get busy." Chen Ze waved his hand and left the office.

I went downstairs to find my Bentley Continental GT Black Warrior, drove it back home.

When he got home, Chen Ze took out his mobile phone and started looking for a headhunting company.

He is now looking for someone who can operate the mcn organization.

This incident made him understand the importance of public opinion.

Now is the age of the Internet. Sometimes public opinion is more effective than anything else. If you can support tens of millions of Internet celebrities, if something happens, let them take the lead. This will save you having to find someone else.

Before searching several headhunting companies, Chen Ze slapped his forehead fiercely.

It's also stupid. If you leave your men alone and don't go looking for it yourself, it's like being kicked in the head by a donkey.

I called Yang Gang directly. Although this kind of thing did not match Yang Gang's work, it was nothing.

After making arrangements, Chen Ze lay down directly on the sofa, and then sent a message to his mother, saying that he would not go back today.

Jiang Qiulan replied OK after a few minutes, without even asking him why.

My mother!