Back bite

On the third day when the boss returned to work, the overall atmosphere in the studio continued to be depressed. At the morning meeting, Cheng Wei stood at the round table and criticized the inefficient employees. Then he said sorry softly.

The golden anti-skid chain hanging on the shoulder seemed to have lost its usual brilliance. After Cheng Yi turned and went upstairs, everyone couldn't help but left their seats and gathered next to Xing Xiao's seat to inquire about the situation of the boss.

Xing Xiao rubbed the groove of his lower lip with his index finger knuckles and thought for a long time. It is recognized in the studio that he is the person who knows the boss best, but in fact his understanding of Cheng Wei is only at a very shallow level. San had other opinions, but he didn't expect Cheng Wei to be able to find out the truth about the appalling illegal gland transplantation incident in such a short period of time and present it to the public.

Or he was ready to be punished for Tao Dangdang's violation of the studio's regulations, but Cheng Wei only asked him to submit a 2000-word self-criticism, and deducted an insignificant [-] yuan from his salary.

Oh, maybe the problem lies in the question Cheng Wei asked him over the weekend: "6000 million and honesty are not that important, are they?"

Zheng Honghong, who is eager to exchange 6000 million for a pair of high-grade glands, called Cheng Wei again. This is the No. 12 call that Zheng Huihong urged recently. Cheng Wei is too annoying, press the answer button Then put the phone aside.

Zheng Honghong's sonorous and forceful voice came from the loudspeaker, asking him decisively when he could hand over Xue Xunye, and if there was any further delay, he would use abnormal means to force Cheng Wei to hand him over.

I don't know where Zheng Honghong learned that he had captured Xue Xunye and hid him. Maybe the alpha president who didn't trust him sent someone to follow him in private, which made Cheng Wei feel a little disgusted.

He supported his head, held a pen in his right hand, and wrote 60000000 on the flat white paper. There were many branch lines extending below. Like a person who is proficient in using mind maps, he easily put things with the same value as 6000 million RMB. Fill in under the bifurcation line, and then convert them to the expected higher profit.

When it comes to money, smart investors are always so clear-headed.

"Why would President Zheng naively think that if he caught this alpha, he could easily take away his glands?" Cheng Wei held the pen and twirled it between his fingers, and accidentally smashed the pen on the table, and a line of ink was thrown out from the pen tip to cover the surface. On the white paper—step on the total profit data that the bifurcation line finally points to, which is an eleven-digit number with countless zeros as the tail.

It doesn't matter, yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, in the middle of the night when you can't sleep, Cheng Wei will review this picture that has been drawn hundreds of times with ease several times.

But today is the first time that he wrote Xue Xunye's name behind this huge value. Zheng Huihong said that he has a way to extract Xue Xunye's glands, and Cheng Wei couldn't help but tilt the balance towards Xue Xunye that end.

On the one hand, there is a clear idea of ​​the use of funds, and on the other hand, there is an uncertain life development. At this time, Cheng Wei no longer admits how smart an investor he is, but some things gradually become clear in his mind.

He turned off the speaker, held the hot phone close to his ear, his laughter was like a drizzle pouring into a crackling fire, they didn't want to extinguish the flame, but just wanted to experience the pleasure of being burned.

Cheng Wei stepped on the edge of the desk, and the swivel chair rolled back a short distance. His legs crossed on the table, his head was tilted with his mobile phone in his hand, and he was holding a marker pen in his hand to erase Xue Xunye's name on the paper. The words are painted in black.

He smiled and said to Zheng Huihong: "You can try."