Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

The new victim didn't know what the young Xiaoqing was thinking in front of him, so he introduced himself: "Our company intends to invest 3 million yuan in Qibao Technology's drone project. Qibao Technology doesn't need to change its name. As for the subsequent shareholding composition, the composition of the board of directors can be discussed with Qibao.”

Hearing this 3,000 million, Qingqin's heart skipped a beat. He had managed to maintain Qibao at a level where he would balance his income and expenditure, and he must not let this bully destroy it.

"No need, our technology companies under Qibao don't need to invest." He interrupted the other party calmly, with an unquestionably firm attitude.

It's a pity that this headhunter is very thick-skinned, still smiling without showing any anxiety: "Then let's eat first, and we will continue talking when our house boss arrives."

Qing Qin had no objection, opened the lunch box on his own, and asked the restaurant for three more tableware.

The dishes brought to Jian Jun this time are very homely, green pepper and potato shreds, twice-cooked pork, cashew nut chicken, lettuce in oyster sauce, and a bowl of large white rice.

The take-out boxes are specially designed, and the temperature is still maintained when they are taken out, so that the aroma circulates in the entire restaurant. Long before Mr. Guan arrived, countless people poked their necks over and asked the waiters what they ordered Can I have another dish?

The waiter had to explain one by one that they brought their own meals, and this brought the commotion caused by this wave of food to an end.Fortunately, Qibao is the major shareholder of this restaurant, otherwise the restaurant would have refused them to bring their own dishes.

Headhunters were not spared either. Their gazes could not help but fall on a small plate of twice-cooked pork in front of them. The meat was sliced ​​into thin slices and fried to make a lamp. You can tell when you smell it. The three-year-old super-aged bean paste from Pixian , add fermented soybeans to enhance freshness, sweet noodle sauce to relieve greasy, the entrance must be charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the sauce is rich, fat but not greasy, and it is perfect for rice.

He is from Sichuan, and he couldn't take his eyes off seeing the complete flavor of his hometown.

In the next second, a pair of chopsticks picked up the dish he was thinking of. The headhunter looked over and saw Yan Shen swallowed the meat provocatively, and proudly announced: "This is employee welfare."

Qingqin almost laughed out loud, and put his right hand into a fist against his lips, and said with a suppressed smile: "The food in this restaurant is not bad, you can order some dishes yourself."

At least the headhunter restrained his reluctant gaze, and ordered a few dishes for Mr. Guan who was about to arrive.

Tiangong Technology is determined to win this investment plan, but within 10 minutes, their manager Guan came over in a hurry and sat across the table.

Before he had time to talk, he was flushed by the aroma that almost permeated the entire restaurant, swallowed unconsciously, and let out a loud gurgling sound.

This unexpected gaffe made his wheat-like face flush slightly, and his eyes fell on the table in front of him.

Mr. Guan: The chicken wings in the bowl suddenly became stale. Could this be Qibao’s downfall?

childish!

After some pleasantries, he quickly got into the mood and folded his hands on the table: "I know that Qibao intends to invest in the high-tech field, which happens to be the specialty of Tiangong Technology. This time, the cooperation in the direction of drones is a very good one." start."

Qingqin's attitude was lazy: "Without the help of Tiangong Technology, Qibao also successfully developed the drone project, didn't it? Mr. Guan, the conditions you gave are not attractive."

"Then, can Qibao's capital chain keep up?" Mr. Guan calmly pushed over a stack of documents he had prepared earlier, "Our financial department is based on Qibao's recently disclosed quarterly financial report, investment report and tax bureau's disclosure Based on the data, it can be deduced that Qibao's current capital chain is quite tight, and if it wants to further develop this field, it may need some external force."

As soon as he said this, Jian Jun, who was only focused on research, couldn't help but cast a slightly worried look at Qing Qin.

Qibao originally had many gold swallowing beasts burning money crazily, and the recent poverty alleviation project led by President Qing has made the capital chain even worse.

"That won't bother Tiangong." Qingqin poured a cup of tea, pushed it to the two people opposite, and turned to greet the waiter, "Check out and see off the guests."

Mr. Guan didn't touch the cup of tea, and his face darkened: "Even if we only talk about Dream Bank, according to Qibao's attitude of not rejecting anyone who comes, we rashly invest in the situation of insufficient evaluation of the project. During this period, Qibao has suffered a lot. Money..."

Before he finished speaking, the person who paid the bill came to the table, but it was not the waiter who had been shuttling through the restaurant, but the boss who had just taken off his chef's hat: "Mr. Qing, it's rare to see you coming. Oh, this is my Han The teacher cooked the dishes, right?"

Qingqin brought back Han Yuquan when he went to Kyoto. This old man did not give up his cooking skills after he injured his hand. Instead, he looked at hundreds of schools and learned famous dishes all over the world. He taught apprentices and organized a cooking exchange meeting.

He not only borrowed Qibao's power, but also his own strength, so that many new and well-known restaurants have learned from him.

"It just so happens that Chef Han is here," Qing Qin slightly nodded, "I saw that the cooking of these dishes today is much better than last time."

"You still remember this." The man smiled honestly, "Thanks to the money allocated to me by Dream Bank, I opened the restaurant, and this month's profit is also [-] to [-], which is finally able to give back to everyone. "

Fortunately, I wisely stipulated to donate the money back to Dream Bank, and Qibao would not take any money.

Qingqin now has a headache when he hears the word profit, and there is no joy on his face at this moment: "Well, yes, Chef Han will be very happy."

This calm gesture pierced Mr. Guan's heart severely. Isn't this just slapping him in the face in front of him?

He didn't stay too long, and turned around with his subordinates, and turned on the computer when he got in the car: "The two researchers don't intend to change jobs either."

"Yes." The headhunter replied with a guilty conscience. To be honest, when he saw the other party showing off their employee benefits, he also damned thought of jumping to Qibao.

"I understand what this Xiaoqing is always planning," Mr. Guan stared at the computer screen in front of him, and tapped his fingers lightly on his thigh, "It seems that Qibao has a lot of cumbersome assets, but in fact, whether it is Dream Bank , or poverty alleviation projects, the purpose is to obtain more social benefits in exchange for the official preference in this matter, which is an overt conspiracy following the general trend."

He changed the subject: "However, the biggest risk of this kind of operation is that Qibao's capital chain is not enough. Only those big companies that have expanded to a certain extent will take such a road. He did this entirely because of this competition." Special rules, the winner takes all. As long as he eliminates an opponent, he can get a great supplement, this is to support war with war."

"Then you?"

Mr. Guan snorted softly: "Who said there can only be one defeater? As long as his supply route is interrupted, it will be difficult for Qibao to continue his current momentum."

Here is the phone call to the desperate Toyosu a week later.

The two parties immediately signed a VAM agreement. In the next year, Fengzhou must ensure that Shuangbei's annual profit reaches [-] million.

Although Toyosu was timid, he still signed the VAM agreement without hesitation, and with the funds obtained, he ambitiously started the next round of expansion.

However, Tiangong Investment's move was originally intended to carve up Shuangbei, and did not hesitate to send supervisors to Shuangbei Company. On the one hand, it put pressure on Fengzhou, forcing him to take risks for rapid expansion and gain profits, and on the other hand, it also monitored them. behavioral measures.

With a two-pronged approach, Toyoshu is finally expanding and embarking on the old path before.

This time, even if there was no Tiangong investment report and exposure, the law enforcement agencies in Shuangbei had already focused on it before, and the law enforcement agencies in Shuangbei also quickly

Quickly locked the whole process, and wiped out all the people neatly by sweeping up the evil.

Shuangbei was seized, and the VAM agreement was forced to be fulfilled ahead of schedule. Fengzhou signed the agreement with trembling hands. This time, what he lost was the project with the most potential in Shuangbei, which he believed was the most likely to be killed—bicycle sharing. .

Mr. Guan put the agreement in his arms contentedly, and sure enough, he saw the No. 44 housekeeper of the richest man coming to receive the leftovers.

He was quite happy in his heart: the biggest fruit of this battle had been taken away by him, and the Qing who had cruelly humiliated him before knew about it, so it might be difficult to maintain the coldness and indifference at that time.

"Aren't you too..." Fengzhou looked at his expression, and finally sorted out the whole thing in his mind, his expression changed from crying to laughing, changing back and forth, and finally clapped his hands, "What a snipe and clam. If you fight, the fisherman will benefit!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his nostrils were panting heavily, he gritted his teeth against the glass, his face was ferocious like a ghost: "I only hope that when the time comes, the two of you will die dog-eat-dog! Hahahahaha..."

"Another crazy one." The butler, who has seen so many things in the world, just sighed, shook his head, sorted out the documents one by one, turned his head and nodded to Mr. Guan, "Although I really want to say goodbye, but considering I serve the losers, so it's better not to say such unlucky words."

Mr. Guan smiled: "There is no need to hide from this point, I am confident that next time we meet again, you must serve my opponent."

When all the troubles settled down, it was already the beginning of July, and it was time for another round of competition to be settled.

The people sent by the richest man entered the company as scheduled, and seriously took stock of the liquidation.

Qingqin knew well that success or failure was the result of this round, and he was not as indifferent as before, asking about the situation around the corner.

This insinuation gave him some good news. Qingqin was implicitly hinted that, considering the current situation, among the few contestants, he might rank last in terms of profit and asset growth in this round.

When he said this, the representative looked a little worried, and tried his best to organize his words in his heart, so as to comfort such an idealistic outstanding people's entrepreneur.

Qingqin's expression was as serious as he had imagined, and his face was tense all of a sudden, obviously suppressing extremely intense emotions: "It's okay, thank you."

"Actually," the representative recalled some of the news he had heard before, pondering over this huge turning point, maybe just in time for the settlement to be completed, and hurriedly wanted to throw out the news, "everything will have a turning point."

Qingqin said seriously: "No need, don't comfort me."

Because I am so happy!

Qingqin hurriedly left the office, his footsteps almost jumped, his uncontrollable smile bloomed wildly on his face, he went straight home, picked up Xiaolihua and threw himself on the bed.

"Hahahahaha, this time I will be able to quit the game successfully, and get out with Qibao, which is really great!" He rolled around on the bed and went crazy, "There is still 1 million in compensation, and I will give it to you every day at that time." You eat canned food."

Little Lihua, who was trying to struggle out of his arms with teeth and claws, stopped struggling a little when she heard the word "canned food", lowered her head, opened her big watery eyes, and meowed innocently.

Then it was sucked again by the Twolegs.

Little Beaver Flower: ...

That's all, it's the gold master after all.

After a lot of tossing, Qingqin simply turned on the ad, planned where to eat and play after leaving the game, and also figured out a way to hand over Qibao Company to a reliable professional manager.

To support such a big company every day is really embarrassing for him, a salted fish.

By the way, you have to schedule appointments when you become a regular.

Qing Qin smiled and extended an invitation to his probationary boyfriend: "Brother Quan, is there any free time recently?"