Reborn with his cute dad to pick up trash at sea

Jiehua General Manager's Office

The phone rang twice, and Xiao Di picked up the third time.

"Xiao Di! Go home quickly!"

An unquestionable voice came, and then the phone was hung up, as if even a second was too long.

Xiao Di stared at the phone for two seconds and threw it on the table.

After she left her residence in the morning, she immediately rushed to the company.

In just two hours, the old man called me. It was so quick.

She thought sarcastically.

At this time, the office door was pushed open.

"Mr. Xiao, the call from Manager Zhong of Weier is connected."

Secretary Liu Jing walked into the office.

"Okay, give it to me."

Xiao Di picked up the phone: "Hello, Mr. Zhong."

"Boss Xiao, have you really thought about what you just said?"

In the president's office at the Weir headquarters, an exquisite wheelchair is particularly eye-catching.

Sitting in the wheelchair is a handsome man, wearing a well-tailored suit, with the collar of his white shirt slightly open, revealing an elegant neck line.

At this moment, the man was holding the armrest of the wheelchair tightly, tapping the beat lightly with his fingers.

There was a thoughtful gleam in his deep eyes, and his slightly furrowed brows showed his inner confusion and puzzlement.

However, within this slight confusion, there is an imperceptible joy hidden, like an undercurrent surging beneath the calm surface of a lake.

Xiao Di curled his lips: "Of course, Mr. Zhong, don't you have confidence in our company? I think the price I give you is favorable enough."

"Of course it's a discount. To be honest, this is a bargain." Mr. Zhong hesitated for a moment, and at the man's suggestion, he asked sincerely:

"Boss Xiao, I'm sorry to say that I admire you very much. If you encounter any difficulties, I can help you within my ability.

As for the shares, you should keep them for yourself. After all, with your means, Jiehua will be listed sooner or later. It would be a pity to sell them now."

Xiao Di felt a little warm in his heart: "Boss Zhong, I think with your investment in Jiehua, it is only a matter of time before it goes public. I feel relieved to leave it to you."

“As for my selling of shares, it was due to personal reasons. I hope Mr. Zhong will not affect his investment in Jiehua because of my personal reasons.

Every employee in our company is an outstanding talent that I have carefully selected. I believe that it won’t be long before Jiehua will give you great rewards.”

"Mr. Xiao, please don't think about it again. If it's a funding issue, I can lend it to you."

Mr. Zhong said bluntly.

"Mr. Zhong, it's not that complicated."

Xiao Di smiled and said, "I'm just tired and want to rest for a while."

"I see."

Mr. Zhong's voice came, thinking slowly, "If that's the case, then I won't refuse. Of course, I'll raise the price by another 10%."

Xiao Di narrowed his eyes. Ten percent is one hundred million. He chuckled.

"Thanks to Mr. Zhong for his generosity, I will definitely have a very pleasant holiday."

"Then I wish Mr. Xiao a happy holiday." The topic changed, "If Mr. Xiao wants to work in the future, you might as well consider our Weir. Don't worry, as long as you come, you can choose any position."

"Haha, thank you for your favor, Mr. Zhong. I have no plans to work again for the time being."

"Okay, as long as Mr. Xiao is willing, I'll be at your service anytime."

There was also a hearty laugh coming from Mr. Zhong.

"Okay, if I have nowhere to go someday, I'll have to trouble Mr. Zhong to take me in."

"I'm waiting for Mr. Xiao to join us!"

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Di thought about it. Weir is a listed company in the United States. It is said that the founder is Chinese and is very tolerant of domestic investment.

So when signing the contract, Song Siyuan said that the people on the other end seemed to have a bad attitude towards him and were not very willing to sign the contract. She had no choice but to make the trip herself. Who would have known that after looking at her plan, the other party signed the contract without saying a word.

To be honest, when I saw Mr. Zhong yesterday, he was a man in his twenties, very young.

At that time, she also said that the other person was in his twenties and was already the CEO of a listed company, and she would be able to catch up with him sooner or later.

Today I have to sell the company I founded. It’s really unpredictable.

It’s just that Jiehua has put so much effort into this project, and she wants to find a good home for him.

I called Weir today just to give it a try, but I didn't expect his tone to be so intimate, even a little flattering?

She shook her head to get rid of the thought. What was she thinking? Maybe people just valued her talent!

As for Song Siyuan’s shares, humph, I believe Weir will know what to do.