I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

So far, there are only two people who have praised him for being coquettish, Zhang Ping and his top VIP client who is half leaning on the back of the chair and shaking his wine glass.

Guan Ling subconsciously glanced sideways, and the person on the right looked up at him as if in response, Guan Ling smiled and winked at him, shaking the mobile phone in his hand that was still on.

In a place like a bar, in order to accentuate the glamorous atmosphere, the lights are always dimmed several times than usual. Liang Ze only glanced at the words on the screen and said flatly, "If you can't drink, don't drink it. Don't give it to me." My face."

Zhuo Yu, who was clamoring to change seats, paused, looked at Guan Ling, "Can't you drink?" His eyes swept over the bottomed wine glass in his hand, "Isn't this a good drinker?"

"Let me introduce you formally," Liang Ze said without answering, "My personal assistant, Guan Ling." After speaking, he turned to Guan Ling and said, "Boss Zhuo, you have known each other for a long time, this is from Qixin Investment. Mr. Zhou."

Guan Ling was stunned for a moment by the change of his identity, but he reacted very quickly with a smile on his face, very consciously filled himself a glass of wine, and respectfully held the glass and leaned over to touch Zhuo on the table. Yu and Zhou Jinhang's cup.

As soon as the cup touched his lips, he listened to the human being next to him, "It's fine if you can't drink, so how can Shicheng do a good job in the future?"

Guan Ling twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, considering the current atmosphere, he really looked a bit like a new employee who was being approved by the leader.

Zhou Jinhang's focus was on Liang Ze, and he was the first one to react at this time. He asked in confusion, "Assistant?"

As far as he knew, Liang Ze had not held an official position in Huan Yu since he returned to China for three months, and Huan Yu was still in the hands of Mr. Liang.

Zhuo Yu's focus was unusual, he stared, "Personal?"

His focus was much different than Zhou Jinhang's, so that it instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Liang Ze glanced at the crowd amusedly, "Why, can't I hire a personal assistant to run errands for me?"

"Are you going to take over the family business?" Zhou Jinhang asked half-jokingly.

Liang Ze shook his head, "The old man's conditions are too harsh and difficult."

Zhuo Yu's focus was not on his family or business. He looked at Guan Ling's fair and beautiful face under the dim light, shook his head again and again, and complained, "You are really reckless."

Liang Ze looked at him amusedly, "Why am I so violent?"

"As good as a small official... how can someone who is capable do some errands and miscellaneous jobs?" Zhuo Yu didn't mean to drink, "In my opinion, he should be a manager anyway."

"What am I supposed to do if he becomes the manager?" Liang Ze clicked his tongue, "I'm still an idler, spending money to hire a manager to pretend to be a master?"

"What kind of assistant do you need when you're idle?" Zhuo Yu listened to the officer with a look of aggression, "Small officer, don't be an assistant to him, come to me, I'll be your manager, I will never let you run errands."

The two of them kicked the question in front of Guan Ling like they were kicking a football.

Guan Ling naturally didn't dare to offend the leader, and smiled kindly, "It's actually quite good to run errands."

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Yu said angrily, "It's hard work with little money." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Liang Ze and said pointedly, "It depends on the person's face."

"One is uneducated and the other is not skilled. No matter how hard he looks, he is worthy of his hard work." Liang Ze waved his hand, "Don't worry about him." After saying that, he pushed the empty cup in his hand towards Guan Ling, "Pour it up .”

Guan Ling didn't touch his face, and poured half a glass respectfully.

Zhuo Yu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say a few more words, Liang Ze glanced at him displeased, and rushed to Zhou Jinhang, "Let's get down to business."

Even though Liang Ze had been abroad for the past few years, Zhuo Yu still knew him well, knowing that this person might not give him face if he continued talking, so although he felt regretful in his heart, he had no choice but to keep silent.

When he finally clicked on his name, Zhou Jinhang couldn't help becoming serious. He straightened the cuffs of his suit, "Do you really want to buy it?"

"Could it be fake?" Liang Ze took a sip of his wine, "Wei Jie said that you haven't paid much attention to that gallery, I reckon you are not very interested in this aspect, then the original investment must be because of making money myself."

It's impossible for Zhou Jinhang to invest in a gallery for profit, but he couldn't tell Liang Ze the real reason, since Liang Ze handed him the steps, he followed the trend, nodded and said vaguely, "That's right. "

"You also said that the gallery is not making any money now," Liang Ze said again, "Selling it to me can only be considered as a timely stop loss, not a loss."

Zhuo Yu was still confused at first, but when he heard the name of the gallery, he realized that his brows were wrinkled, and the smirk on his face disappeared, and he asked Liang Ze, "Which gallery do you want to buy?"

"That's what it means," Liang Ze said, "We'll just wait for Jinhang to make an offer."

"I advise you to be cautious." Before Zhou Jinhang could speak, Zhuo Yu persuaded first, "I know the gallery, although the location on Tianlong Street is good, but something happened not long ago, the impact is quite bad, you If you really buy it, it can only be a compensation."

"Isn't it just the death of a legal person?" Liang Ze said indifferently, "How much impact can it have?"

"It doesn't matter if it's just a dead person, it's enough to redecorate it, change its name and advertise it," Zhuo Yu said, "That person's background is not clean, and he made headlines on the social and entertainment editions. "

Liang Ze had just returned to China, and he didn't know much about the method of using Weibo as an introduction to spread information about everything in China. He usually read financial newspapers, so he didn't know what the headlines were on the social and entertainment pages. But who was the legal person who died? Yes know.

"The headlines will fade away in two days," Liang Ze said indifferently, "Society needs to develop and human beings want to progress, so why are idle people chasing one thing and doing research all day long?"

"It's hard to say." Zhou Jinhang took up the conversation hesitantly, "Two days ago, I asked my secretary to take someone to the gallery for a site visit and plan to do a risk assessment. A lot of insults were left, and the paintings that were originally exhibited were torn to pieces, not to mention the students who signed up to learn painting before, clamoring for tuition refunds, how can this go on."

"Abusive?" Liang Ze frowned, "What are you cursing?"

"What else can I scold," Zhuo Yu rolled his eyes, "Fat homosexuality, disgusting, perverted... and so on, I can think of it without looking."

Liang Ze frowned even more, and looked at Zhou Jinhang opposite, "You are the boss, you don't care about people who spread rumors and cause trouble?"

"What should I do?" Zhou Jinwen looked helpless, "What people say is the truth. There are no media people here, and I'm not afraid of shame. Xiao Cheng wanted to climb my brother's bed and jumped off the building without success. suicide."

As soon as these words came out, all four were shocked.

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I had a meal, I came late, and after a day off tomorrow, it should be updated every day (maybe! Whispering ●▽●)