"Then tell me quickly!"
Ye Chen said, puzzled by Zhang Jingshan's anxious tone.
"Brother Ye, is Zhang Xingguo really in danger?" After hesitating for a while, Zhang Jingshan gritted his teeth and asked.
Although deep down in his heart he already had full faith in Ye Chen.
But on this issue, Zhang Jingshan finally wanted a definite answer.
"Why? Don't you hate him with all your heart?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen joked playfully.
"As much as I hate him, I'm also afraid that he will implicate me and the old man. We are like grasshoppers on a rope. We will rise together and suffer together. Because the reputation and image that the old man has built up over the years are there. If anything happens to our Zhang family, it will be infinitely magnified and raised to the old man's past status as secretary!"
"That's why I always keep my distance when I'm outside. I can fight to the end when I'm right, but I don't dare to be arrogant when I can't stand on the side of reason, for fear of being dragged to attack the old man. Although the old man has retired for so many years, he is different from others. His personality when he was in office is the same even after he retired. He has never changed!"
"If he gets mad enough to become ill, I will never forgive myself in my life. By the same token, I am not worried about the life or death of that old bastard Zhang Xingguo, but I am afraid that if something like what you said really happened, I am afraid that the old man will not be able to bear it once the bomb explodes!"
Zhang Jingshan said in a very moving voice. Ye Chen was silent.
I don't deny what Zhang Jingshan said.
After all, Zhang Weimin in his previous life could be said to have been angered to death.
"I have said everything I need to say. Whether it is dangerous or not depends on whether your father believes it and takes it seriously! If he does, then this hurdle should be no problem. If he doesn't, then it depends on luck!" Ye Chen said.
"Okay, thank you Brother Ye!
A moment of silence.
This answer already made Zhang Jingshan understand.
After taking a deep breath, he changed the subject again, "Brother Ye, are you free tonight? Come out and sit down with me. I have to thank you very much for the Blue Ocean Liquor Industry!"
"No need to thank me, I don't have time either. I have to think about making something delicious for my wife and kids. If you have nothing else, just hang up now!
When Ye Chen was about to hang up the phone, he said, "Oh, by the way, get ready. I'll tell Changfeng later that if nothing unexpected happens, we may be able to sell the house and land in Jinzhong Village in the next two days. I have also negotiated a price increase of ten times. You can each get 100 million from Changfeng!"
"What? You can sell it now? Or increase the price tenfold?"
I was originally still melancholy about the crisis of that old bastard Zhang Xingguo.
Little did he know that after hearing Ye Chen say this, Zhang Jingshan immediately exclaimed in disbelief.
"Don't be alarmed. Something that is uncertain won't drag you down!" Ye Chen smiled calmly.
The sound of gurgling from Zhang Jingshan's throat was heard.
In just a few days, ten million turned into one hundred million.
Following the operations of Jinlin Mansion and Zuokong Sihai Group.
Zhang Jingshan felt as if he were in a dream again due to this wave of impact.
He asked in disbelief, "Is it the Henda Group?
"Well, since Xu Jia has made the decision, there shouldn't be any accidents! I'm just letting you know first, don't spread the news later, just keep quiet and make your fortune!" Ye Chen said lightly.
"Don't worry, Brother Ye, I understand this, I understand!
Suddenly, Zhang Jingshan wanted to dissolve his Yunshan Internet Company. Because working so hard was far less than being with Ye Chen and having a good time. "That's fine, I'll hang up. Wait for my call!"
Hang up the call.
Ye Chen walked towards the vegetable market.
There was no excitement or excitement at all because of the upcoming 400 million yuan.
Jiangzhou CBD.
In a building not too far from the Hengda Group Building.
The headquarters of a domestic first-tier cosmetics brand.
In the reception room.
A man in his thirties, wearing a suit but with a haggard face and even stubble on his beard, was looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with a struggling expression.
"Mr. Huang, have you really not considered the traceless cream I mentioned? If you believe me and provide me with a laboratory and funding, I will definitely make a product that will be popular all over the world for you!"
Little did he know that the middle-aged man opposite him shook his head sarcastically.
He sighed, "Pang Jun, Pang Jun, are you possessed or what? If I'm not mistaken, this is your seventeenth stop, right? From North China to East China, and now to South China, do you know that you are about to become the plague god of the industry? How did you get kicked out? Don't you know? Isn't it because you insisted on developing that damn traceless cream?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man looked at Pang Jun as if he was laughing at him. "No, I just don't understand. It's a pity that you don't become a painter with your wild and unconstrained abstraction. If there really was a product that could remove scars and marks, wouldn't Europe and the United States have already developed it? In this industry, even European and American brands that have been ahead of our domestic brands for dozens or hundreds of years have not been able to do it yet, and you're still trying to compete with them?"
"You are a well-known figure in the industry. Don't you know that the so-called scar removal is just a slogan? Can you find a product that really has significant effects?"
After a pause, Mr. Huang continued, "You are really crazy and possessed!"
"Believe me, I have confidence!" Pang Jun gritted his teeth and argued.
"Believe you? Provide you with a dedicated laboratory and spend thirty or twenty million in funding to let you work on a groundbreaking product? Do you think it's possible? If you really want to find a job, I can provide you with one. Although I can't give you the position of vice president in charge of R&D in your original company, the number two position in the R&D department is still acceptable, provided that you throw away that unrealistic idea of a bullshit traceless cream!" Mr. Huang snorted and laughed.
"Goodbye!" Pang Jun stood up while suppressing his anger. "Goodbye!" Mr. Huang said with a joking smile.
Wait until Pang Jun walked out of the reception room.
Then he picked up the water cup, shook his head and whispered, "Fuck, idiot!"
Walk out of the building.
This R&D madman, who had long lost his former charm, covered his hands and squinted his eyes to look at the scorching sun above his head.
The brows that were once filled with loneliness now showed signs of stubbornness again.
"Why can't the Chinese do it if the Europeans and Americans can't do it?"
"I really don't believe this. I really don't believe that I won't meet someone who believes in me and dares to believe in me!"
He gritted his teeth and murmured.
This madman who gave up a million-dollar annual salary and the position of vice president in order to work hard on a groundbreaking product continues to look for his next employer.
However, he didn't know that according to the original destiny.
He searched for seven years.
His stubbornness also caused him to fall from a glorious vice president to a place where he could barely make ends meet.
It was not until seven years later that he met the wise master Ye Chen who recognized him.
However, in this life, he no longer had to endure the tragedy of being a hero without a place to use his talents. Because over there, Ye Chen, who was the wise master in his eyes in the previous life, had already started the countdown.
After he has finished hitting the wall in this round, Ye Chen will come find him.
Counting, there are still three days.