Rebirth and revenge, without delaying the kiss of the black-bellied boss

On Monday, at school, Li Chuyue, Xu Zhishan, Chen Yaxin and Han Yangxu finished their morning classes and went to have lunch together.

On the other side, in a modern high-rise building located in the bustling area of ​​​​the center of Guangyao City, Ou Jinghuan ended several work meetings and returned to his office.

As soon as he entered the huge private office, Ou Dehui followed him in with a slightly angry expression, but he used a respectful tone to persuade Ou Jinghuan:

"Jinghuan, you really need to listen to what I, your second uncle, said at the meeting this time!

I didn't question you in the meeting just to get the big project back to me. I did that for the good of the group!

Although the cooperation plan proposed by Honglan Group is very good, and Chairman Li is well-known for his integrity and ability, we have never cooperated with Honglan Group before!

Why didn’t they hand over the project to the foreign companies they had been working with before, instead of going through so much trouble to hand over such a large project to Honglan Group? "

At this time, Ou Jinghuan walked to the desk with a faint expression and sat down on the black leather chair with his back against the bright floor-to-ceiling glass window.

He ignored Ou Dehui who followed in, raised his arm in the dark grey suit, and gently pressed the buttons of the landline phone on the desk with his slender white fingers.

After a while, the call was connected, and Ou Jinghuan asked in a calm tone:

"Xiao Zhong, I asked you to invite jewelry designer Albert to lunch for me. Which restaurant did you book?"

At this time, assistant Zhong Yuda had just finished a meeting and returned to his office when he remembered that he had forgotten something.

He immediately answered the phone and replied apologetically:

"At Yuezhujing Hotel, I have successfully made an appointment with jewelry designer Albert at the time you requested.

Mr. Ou, I'm so sorry! I was busy preparing materials for the meeting and forgot to tell you!"

Ou Jinghuan, who works in the company, always maintains his serious attitude and strict guidance towards his subordinates who are careless at work, and often criticizes them until they cry.

Even if Ou Jinghuan didn't criticize them, those subordinates who did something wrong would be scared to tears if they were stared at by Ou Jinghuan's cold and sharp eyes.

But he was in a good mood today, so he didn't criticize his assistant Zhong Yuda harshly this time, and kindly reminded him:

“Well, next time I ask you to handle something, report to me immediately after you’re done, and don’t show up again so that I can ask about your situation.

Now tell me your afternoon schedule."

At this time, Zhong Yuda was stunned when he heard Ou Jinghuan's words. He thought that President Ou would question him like he did when he first became Ou Jinghuan's assistant:

"Do you think that with your current ability, you deserve the high salary you get?"

"I don't understand why a grown man is crying here. If you can't do the job, then get out!"

Zhong Yuda remembers that he was criticized by Ou Jinghuan, who joined the company a few years later than him, and cried like a fatherless child every day. He was bullied by his "stepfather Ou Jinghuan" who had just arrived, and felt very pitiful.

It also made Zhong Yuda realize that Ou Jinghuan was not the ordinary third-generation rich man as rumored, who only knew how to spend the money earned by previous generations to buy luxury cars and show off his wealth, or to pick up girls and change girlfriends every day.

He was not the kind of conceited "talent" he thought he was, who occasionally wanted to prove his ability and then had his family arrange for him to work in a company to give orders or give him money to invest in his business.

Ou Jinghuan was not parachuted into the position of president, but his newly hired position was not low. It is impossible for a person without strong abilities and an empty head to do a good job.

But Zhong Yuda was soon slapped in the face. Ou Jinghuan received a big project as soon as he arrived at the company. The process and results were perfect and successful.

Ou Jinghuan didn't seem to have just returned from studying abroad and was taking over a big project for the first time. Zhong Yuda was conquered by Ou Jinghuan's maturity, calmness and outstanding talents.

But his admiration did not last long. It seemed that his ability could not keep up with Ou Jinghuan's talent. Especially Ou Jinghuan's hard work made him busier than other colleagues.

In the end, he was so tired as if all his energy had been drained away, which resulted in him being in a bad state every day. As a result, he was criticized by Ou Jinghuan every day without using any dirty words.

Ou Jinghuan's aura and powerful criticism made Zhong Yuda doubt himself. He cried so much that he almost gave up his job as Ou Jinghuan's assistant.

But apart from crying, the smart boy also learned a lot from Ou Jinghuan's repeated and patient guidance after his criticism, and his abilities became much higher than those of other colleagues.

Therefore, after he realized that Ou Jinghuan was patiently helping him grow, after crying and calming down, he still shamelessly went to the indifferent Ou Jinghuan to ask for new tasks.

Afterwards, Zhong Yuda gradually transformed from an introverted, crybaby boy to an extroverted "world's thickest-skinned man". As his abilities improved, his skin became as thick as a city wall.

He stopped crying after being criticized by Ou Jinghuan, and instead came forward with a grin on his face to ask for scolding, leaving Ou Jinghuan speechless several times. His colleagues all suspected that he had been tortured into a masochist.

In the end, Ou Jinghuan became the president, and he even shamelessly begged Ou Jinghuan to continue to let him be his assistant.

Unexpectedly, Ou Jinghuan did not despise him, but just warned him not to show off. Zhong Yuda was very grateful for this, as he had long understood Mr. Ou's good intentions.

The memories ended. Zhong Yuda, who hadn't made a mistake for a long time, made a rare mistake. In response to Ou Jinghuan's reminder, he cleverly thought that it was the influence of the sweet love in the morning.

He thought that the thing that could make Mr. Ou become "reasonable" must be the love that made him envious and jealous. However, since he was not criticized, he still felt a little regretful that he wanted to be scolded.

"Zhong Yuda! Are you deaf? Or do you not want this job anymore?"

Suddenly, Ou Jinghuan, who was getting tired of waiting, questioned Zhong Yuda, who was in a daze, in a very dissatisfied tone.

Hearing this, Zhong Yuda smiled with a sly expression, and regained his "world's thickest face" look, and said with a satisfied smile:

"Of course I want this job! My hearing is very flexible!

Mr. Ou, I'm so sorry! Xiao Zhongzi, I'm going to report my work arrangements for the afternoon to you right now!

Two o'clock in the afternoon is..."

"……" At this time, Ou Jinghuan, sitting on the office chair, was wondering how he could have seen that Xiao Zhong was a good person and could become his own person in the company.

He was speechless time and time again, and he regretted more than once in his heart for cultivating this talent with his own hands, but he was already used to the person, and he could only regret it in his heart.

Afterwards, after his assistant Zhong Yuda finished reporting the approximate work arrangements for the afternoon, Ou Jinghuan hung up the phone and got up to prepare for an appointment with jewelry designer Albert.

On the side, Ou Dehui was ignored like air. He waited for Ou Jinghuan to finish listening to the report, thinking that he could get an explanation from Ou Jinghuan.

But in the end, Ou Jinghuan didn't even look at him, and just walked past him with an expressionless face, as if he, the second uncle, had no right to interfere in any decision Ou Jinghuan made.

Suddenly, Ou Dehui felt extremely insulted. He was extremely dissatisfied because he had lost several big projects. He stared at Ou Jinghuan's back with eyes full of hatred.