The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Soon, all the handover procedures were completed, and Wen Jue took the top spot in the Wen Group with an absolute shareholding advantage.

"The new boss will be here soon, if you don't go down, why are you still dawdling here?" The head of the marketing department looked at the few subordinates who were still at their desks tidying up their work, and said angrily.

They were talking about a few girls with good looks, outstanding academic ability, and psychological quality that had been tempered early, and they didn’t panic after being trained. The lipstick powder was stuffed into their respective drawers, and they stood up one after another just now, discussing the new president who was not even rumored for a few paragraphs.

"Hey, you guys say that little Wen is always so mysterious, what the hell did you do before?" The girl who spoke was named Jiang Feifei, she was sweet-looking, lively, and had just joined the company for a year.

Wen Jue had been in school all those years, and kept a low profile. The Wen family and the company basically never showed up at any event. As a result, people in the upper class only knew that there was a young master in the Wen family, but they had never seen him. As for the company, even They don't even know there is such a person as him, let alone Jiang Feifei, who just joined the company not long ago.

Lin Lu said at the side, "I heard that he is a teacher, who teaches in a university."

The other two girls immediately became interested: "How do you know, where did you get the news?"

"Huang Zheming said it." Huang Zheming is the first manager of the company's engineering department, Lin Lu's boyfriend.

Jiang Feifei's desire to gossip was completely ignited: "Then what else does Mr. Huang know, sister Lulu, tell us quickly?"

"The eldest son of the Wen family doesn't seem to be in good health. He's in his thirties. He doesn't seem to be married yet. He has been teaching in school since graduating from university... That's all I know."

"I'm not healthy, what's wrong?"

Lin Lu paused and said, "Heart disease, congenital."

When Jiang Feifei and Tu Qian heard this, they were also silent, and they continued to speak after a while, with unconcealable regret and worry in their voices.

"It turned out to be a sick boy, so can he manage such a big company? And this President Wen has never been involved in the company's business before. I guess what he teaches at school should have nothing to do with our business, isn't it..." Tu Qian wanted to say to drive the ducks to the shelves, but when the words came to her mouth, she felt that it was not appropriate, so she swallowed it back.

Lin Lu sighed: "Who knows, this is not something we can worry about."

While speaking, the elevator arrived, and the three of them walked in. There were two colleagues in the elevator, and they greeted each other casually.

Jiang Feifei has a more lively and outgoing personality, and soon thought of a more interesting question: "You say this Mr. Wen, is he handsome?"

Tu Qian: "...It should be okay, after all, Mr. Wen is very handsome." She used the word handsome to describe it, and the other two didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Others tend to gain weight when they are middle-aged, while Wen Jue's father was still very decent until he was 67 or [-] years old before his death. His back was neither hunched nor deaf. Although his hair was white, it was very thick. He walks in a steady gait, with a straight back, and with his tall height, wherever he stands, the temperament and coercion accumulated over the years can often make people forget that he is a man who has passed his ears. old man.

The young girls in the company would occasionally imagine his demeanor when he was young, while the older ones directly regarded him as a male god in private.

Everyone felt that their old president could still manage the company for many years, but no one expected that he would pass away suddenly and without warning.

"Ah, according to what you said, isn't our little Wen always a sick beauty!" Jiang Feifei said, a sickly beautiful man with a weak heart and a heart was already sketched in her mind, and then her heart suddenly changed. More excited than before.

"I don't know if it's a sick beauty, but this little Mr. Wen seems to have some special hobbies?" The male colleague from another department next to him couldn't help but interjected.

Jiang Feifei heard a bit strange from his tone, looked at him and said, "What do you mean by that?"

The male colleague said: "I heard that Xiao Wen always seems to like men." He heard this kind of rumor, and it was thanks to Han Jiaojiao who spared no effort to spread it before, but the news was quickly controlled in the company. Not many people have had time to hear it.

There was an eerie silence in the elevator for a moment.

The expression on Jiang Feifei's face changed several times, and finally settled on a kind of extra excitement.

Looking at the light in her beautiful almond eyes, Lin Lu knew what she was thinking, reached out and patted her on the head, interrupting her thoughts of continuing to gossip: "I said, stop thinking about it, the new boss Is it three-headed and six-armed or mediocre, won't you see it immediately?"

The elevator opened with a ding, and several people came out, a little startled by the battle outside.

Thousands of employees lined up from the hall to the door in a mighty manner. The scene was even bigger than the scene where all the officials greeted the emperor in ancient times.

Lin Lu and the others found their department organization, walked over and stood up, and then looked in the direction of the door.

After about a few minutes, a familiar car appeared at the door. It was the car used by their former chairman for many years. Now, the new chairman should be sitting in it.

Jiang Feifei stared at the car door with big eyes, feeling a little nervous.

Seeing her clasping her hands, Tu Qian almost rolled her eyes: "Why are you so excited?"

Jiang Feifei: "Of course I'm excited. Do you know that a handsome boss can determine my passion for work?"

Tu Qian: "... If you are a middle-aged greasy man with a big belly, round waist, bald hairline, why don't you quit your job?"

Jiang Feifei's imagination was amazing, and the picture suddenly appeared in her mind again, and the expression on her face also collapsed. At this time, the people in the car got off.

Then, not only Jiang Feifei and Tu Qian, but also Lin Lu and other people in her department were stunned.

Seeing the tall, handsome man striding forward with steady and firm steps, followed by a group of company executives, it took Jiang Feifei a long time to find her voice: "This, this is President Xiao Wen. ?"

"It should be right." Tu Qian's voice was also a little fluttering.

Jiang Feifei mechanically turned her head to look at Lin Lu at the side: "Sister Lulu, is your information wrong? President Wen looks like a sick person?"

Lin Lu: "..."

Jiang Feifei didn't mind if she didn't get an explanation, and quickly turned her face to focus on the man who had already walked past them, covered her face with her hands, and said in a low voice with the little reason left: "Okay Tall, handsome, and temperamental, even more stylish than the foreign stars I'm chasing, I'm not dreaming, such a handsome guy has been hiding in school and never showing his face, it's just unreasonable!"

Jiang Feifei felt that she was about to scream uncontrollably, and she had unconsciously put her hands into the pockets of her clothes, planning to take a few photos to share with her girlfriends, so as to blind them, but after touching for a long time, she didn't touch anything When she came out, she realized that her mobile phone was stuffed in the desk drawer.

After all, Wen Jue holds the most equity, so the day he joined the company, the high-level executives gave him enough ostentation, but in the eyes of these self-esteemed people, they still have a lot of prejudice against Wen Jue, thinking that he is an innocent man. An inexperienced layman, under his dog-like appearance, must have no ability, so in the future work, he is not willing to cooperate with him, which makes it more difficult for Wen Jue to take over the company .

Originally, Wen Jue took over the company to pave the way for him and Yin Wujiu's future, but since he became the chairman, he has been busy almost every day without touching the ground, and Yin Wujiu watched him go out early and return late , can't help feeling like returning to the life when he first arrived in the imperial capital many years ago, which made him feel a little lost and panicked, but seeing the man's occasional tired appearance, he couldn't make any complaints.

Half a month later, Wen Jue passed a tricky project, which slightly changed the prejudice of the company's high-level executives against him. At this time, the students in the school started school.

Wen Jue is so busy now, the school must not be able to take care of it, so he plans to find a time to go back to school to communicate.

On Saturday, he worked an extra day and squeezed out Sunday to go to school. Thinking that Yin Wujiu hadn't gone out for a few days, Wen Jue took him out too, planning to take him around after the school's affairs were settled. .

Since Wen Jue went to the company, he has always been riding in his father's Bentley, and he usually has no time to go out. Today, he invited his 10,000+ domestic car to have a look, and it was covered with a thick layer of dust.

He got some paper towels and wiped the door and handles, let Yin Wujiu sit in the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt himself, and drove out.

Although it is Sunday, the university campus is still very lively. Students come and go, some are holding books, some are shooting basketballs, some are stepping on skateboards, all of them are full of innocence and ease. The smiling face is completely different from the atmosphere in the company.

Wen Jue wanted to talk about things, so he found a milk tea shop on campus and put Yin Wujiu in, ordered him a milk tea and a small cake, and asked him to sit and wait for him.

Yin Wujiu looked at the beautiful little cake, his eyes showed the curiosity of a young man, he picked up a fork and stuffed it into his mouth, the sweet and soft taste spread from the tip of his tongue, he couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly when it was delicious .

He had made an appointment with the principal in advance, and when he went, the principal was waiting for him, Wen Jue told straight to the point that he would not be able to continue to work in the school in the future, after listening to the principal, he knew that he had made up his mind, and showed regret on his face : "You are the best teacher in the school, I naturally hope that you can stay, but judging from what you mean, it is a decision, but we can keep your title for you, even if you have other plans, you can do it when you are free." You can come back often and give lectures to the children, they all like your classes."

As a university teacher, Wen Jue not only has a doctoral degree from a famous foreign university, but also has made a lot of achievements in the past few years. University professors are unwilling to "waste time" teaching undergraduates, and even seldom teach postgraduates. In the environment where they only focus on developing research and their own careers, which are high-return jobs, Wen Jue has been insisting on teaching undergraduates for many years. Lectures, which made him not only respected and loved by the school and students, but even the school's class arrangement teachers were very grateful to him.

After all, every time a class is arranged, Professor Zhang has to go abroad, Professor Li has a heart attack, and Professor Wang is busy with scientific research...all have no time to teach, and all of them are big bosses of the school, and they dare not offend them. There are too few dedicated professors, and they are all saviors.

Wen Jue said, "If I'm free, I will."

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