"President Feng, I'd like to propose a toast to you!'
This Feng Zong is not Feng Yiping, but Feng Zhenchang. His table will be very lively. Feng Zong is still in school and can't drink much, so he can't drink much. He can only find Feng Zong.
It was a dinner gathering in the evening, and it was very lively. They had booked two large private rooms next to the Chinese restaurant in the hotel, setting up four tables. The family members who came also attended together.
The atmosphere was lively. All the company's projects were progressing well, so these princes and princesses were all feeling confident. If they couldn't get little Feng's wine down, they'd get Lao Feng's. Tomorrow it would be announced that he was the president of the head office. Of course, Feng Zhenchang couldn't stay out of it. No matter how much she tried to refuse, she had to drink a glass with everyone and then return a toast to everyone.
Of course, there was a limit to the amount of toasts, and the total amount was still under control. If someone from their own group came out for a visit and got the future boss or the boss's father drunk enough to need to go to hospital for intravenous fluids, then that would certainly become a laughing stock.
Feng Zhenchang was very happy today. A few years ago, the people offering toasts would have been people he looked up to, but now they were all respectfully and politely offering toasts to him, which made him feel very accomplished.
Feng Yiping felt awkward drinking fruit juice like Huang Jingping. Watching those with good drinking skills, including some family members, all follow their men around the table toasting, he quietly and seriously ate the big crab, not even daring to laugh aloud. At the table, those who don't drink, or can't drink, have no say.
But he was very happy. He was most happy that both his parents and his grandfather have now adapted to dining and entertaining in such places, which is a particularly rare change.
Feng Yiping clearly remembers that later, when he had achieved some small success, during one Mid-Autumn Festival, he booked a table at a hotel. As a result, even after the Double Ninth Festival that year, his parents were still nagging him. Feng Yiping was very worried that after he had earned some money, his parents would still be as stingy as they used to be, and that there would inevitably be all kinds of conflicts in the future. So he was very happy with the current change.
Ten hours later, the atmosphere in the hotel conference room was also very lively. Everyone was already very clear about the personnel arrangements. Although it wasn't perfect and couldn't please everyone, there was nothing anyone could fault. The focus of everyone's discussion or argument was still on the company charter.
Jin Ling's previous unpleasant work experience at the provincial business school made her extremely disgusted with internal friction and particularly sensitive to costs. Therefore, she didn't want this time to have subordinates who would only be a hindrance to her work, create obstacles for her, and spend money more and more extravagantly.
Therefore, she is very strict in her assessments, and everything is based on data. She is also very strict in terms of various expenses.
To be more specific, for example, the reimbursement of travel expenses is not only low but also very strict. Those who are more generous will definitely have to pay for their own expenses when they travel on business.
She also strictly controls entertainment expenses. Those who are eligible to entertain are not allowed to be in different positions or levels, and the limits on entertainment are clearly and meticulously defined.
For example, she clearly proposed that Jiasheng Decoration should not have entertainment expenses, because customers come to the door to say good things, and even invite the business department to dinner to ask them to do their work and let the company quickly send the decoration team over to purchase various materials, because they also insist on cash on delivery, so it should be those retailers and wholesalers who invite them to dinner.
The only people they have to invite are the relevant government departments, and the relationship in this area still needs to be maintained. However, this maintenance is definitely the responsibility of Mei Yiliang himself. Mei Yiliang is the majority shareholder of Jiasheng, and he will definitely consider his own interests.
Feng Yiping actually agrees with this point. If the costs are well controlled, they will be very small. If there is no strict management, then there is no limit. Using the company's money to entertain guests and satisfy one's own appetite for food and drink while also doing someone a favour is something that everyone is of course happy to do.
In fact, the part that really involves a large amount of money should be the terms related to incentives, especially the transfer of company shares in the future. However, they all know very well that this matter does not need to be considered in the next few years. When conditions are available in the future, more detailed rules will definitely be issued. Raising this matter now is just painting them a pie in the sky, so there is no need to waste time on this item.
Feng Zhenchang also brought a notebook and participated in the meeting seriously. He basically did not speak the whole time and kept taking notes.
This meeting taught him another lesson. At first, he felt that no one, including Zhou Xinyu, with whom he had more contact, was as generous and magnanimous as he was. Everyone was very concerned about those terms and was calculating and calculating. But after listening to him for an entire morning, he understood that this was a serious business attitude. Before a consensus is reached, one must clearly express one's own meaning, and then record it in precise language. The style of acting that he used to pursue, which is to put on a brave face even when one is in pain, can only be used in dealings with neighbours in the village.
The morning meeting lasted three hours. In the face of everyone's various queries, Jin Ling discovered that the preparations she had thought were sufficient still had many deficiencies. Before dinner, she seized the time to discuss the issues to be discussed in the afternoon with Gao Zhiyi. Feng Yiping was now very cool and cocky. He told Jin Ling, who wanted him to stay, 'In the future, I will focus on strategic matters, and you will have to take care of these specific matters.'
Although he acted like a bully, when he said these words, he kept Huang Jingping by his side as a shield. God knows if Jin Ling, who had been refuted by everyone all morning, would throw his notebook, pen, and other things at them as hidden weapons.
After the meeting, Feng Zhenchang and Feng Yuxuan, father and daughter, walked towards the villa, discussing their feelings from the morning as they walked. They saw Feng Yiping coming out behind them and asked, 'Are we going back now?'
Feng Yiping squeezed Huang Jingping's hand and said, 'You go ahead, I have some things to do, I'll go back after lunch.'
After her father and sister got into the elevator, Huang Jingping curiously asked him, "Isn't everything fine?'
'Why wouldn't it be?" Feng Yiping deliberately took her to the next floor before pressing the elevator button, going straight to the top floor. Huang Jingping was puzzled by his actions, 'What's the point of going to the top floor?'
'Of course it's business,' Feng Yiping pushed her to the door of a suite, and, as if by magic, pulled a room card out of his pocket and waved it at her like a treasure. Huang Jingping finally understood his intentions and turned to run back, but Feng Yiping was of course prepared and stopped her, carrying the struggling Huang Jingping into the room.
'I don't want to, what will they think of me if they find out?'
'They won't have any objections.' For the past two days, Huang Jingping has been living with her sister, while Feng Yiping has been living with his grandfather. The two of them have had very little opportunity to be alone together. "I was planning on this as a little honeymoon for us.'
'No, I don't want to!" Huang Jingping was very firm in her opinion, but as soon as Feng Yiping placed her next to the large bed in the bedroom, she immediately softened.
The view from the bedroom was beautiful, with large French windows that gave you a sweeping view of the azure sea outside and the elegant yachts sailing past. But what softened her heart wasn't the beautiful view from the window, but the heart-shaped arrangement of rose petals on the bed. Girls, especially those in love, have no resistance to these romantic little tricks.
'Do you like it?' Feng Yiping whispered in her ear, and the hot breath blew past, causing a blush to quickly spread from her earlobe to her face. She felt weak all over, and leaned limp in Feng Yiping's arms, allowing him to unbutton her clothes one by one with his hands. She went backwards to find her lover's lips while murmuring like a sleepwalker, 'I like it!'
The meeting lasted two solid days. Everyone was very engaged during these two days, especially Jin Ling. She had been brewing fat hoi tea in a cup for the past two days, and she was really exhausted.
Feng Yiping was much more relaxed. He generally did not express his opinions when discussing these terms. He was very clear about Jin Ling's opinions on these terms. She did all the arguing and persuading, so Feng Yiping didn't have to get personally involved.
Every day, Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping would find time to go to the penthouse suite to spend some time together, just the two of them. Sometimes they would just do nothing, just cuddle in bed and look at the view. So he was very happy, both physically and emotionally, which led to his summary speech at the end of the meeting being extremely infectious. Even Feng Zhenchang and Feng Yuxuan were moved by what he said.
This time at the airport, there was some mushy drama. Mei Qiuping took the hands of Huang Jingping and Feng Yiping, and after giving them a thousand reminders, she said that if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't leave home at the end of the year, she would have followed them to the capital to live there for a while.
'Don't worry, auntie, I will definitely take care of Yiping,' Huang Jingping assured her solemnly.
'Don't always look after her. If he does something wrong, you can call me and I'll tell him off. If he bullies you, you should call me and I'll tell him off. We won't tolerate partiality!'
Feng Yiping sincerely hopes that the relationship between her mother and Huang Jingping will always be so good!