Chapter 170 I'll give you 100 million

Lee Kin-yan is leaving.

As expected, after the "three-year agreement" with Tanzhi expired, Zenti decided to abandon Tanzhi, a partner that had been "drained," and officially embarked on the road to global dominance.

Lee Kin-yan's contributions during this period are evident to all, and he has been successfully promoted to Vice President of Engineering at Zenti, where he will take office in two weeks.

Chen Qinian held a grand farewell banquet for him.

How could such a triumphant return to one's hometown be complete without the presence of former rivals?

Li Jianren glanced at Chen Jingyang sitting in the distance, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the sky in a smile.

He originally thought that, given Chen Jingyang's personality, he would definitely not come to "see him off," and he even specifically instructed Chen Qinian to bring Chen Jingyang over no matter what, even if it meant kidnapping him.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jingyang came on his own without needing to be notified separately.

It seems that he has really been thoroughly subdued during this period.

Looking at the man's noticeably thinner face and eyes that had lost all their sharpness in just a few months, Li Jianren raised his glass to Chen Qinian with great satisfaction.

The two wine glasses made a soft "clink" sound, but it seemed to be a deafening cheer.

"President Chen, I heard that you have officially joined forces with Xihe. Congratulations!"

Chen Qinian said modestly, "This is all thanks to Zenti for helping us solve the technical problems before, Engineer Li, oh no, General Manager Li..."

He smiled and said, "Congratulations on your promotion to Vice President of Engineering. I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future."

"Of course." The two smiled at each other and drank their wine.

Li Jianren then poured himself another full glass and said to Chen Qinian, "I'll go over there and offer a toast. Mr. Chen, you two continue your conversation."

At this dinner, almost all the employees from the Zenti project collaboration team attended, bringing the total number of people from both sides to nearly 40, who were seated at three tables.

Li Jianren and Chen Qinian naturally sat at the main table, while Chen Jingyang did not have that honor. As a "grassroots" employee, he was arranged to sit at the third table.

However, even though he really wanted to humiliate Chen Jingyang, Li Jianren ultimately didn't dare to directly "greet" Chen Jingyang.

He first had a drink with a technician whose name he didn't know, and then went around toasting everyone to thank them for their hard work during this period.

Soon it was Chen Jingyang's turn.

Chen Jingyang smiled and stood up.

He could tell what kind of trouble Li Jianren was going to cause the moment he bent over. A petty person is a petty person; he always judges others by their own standards. There was no need for all this trouble. He came today so that Li Jianren could "show off" to his heart's content.

"Jingyang." Li Jianren called out with exceptional warmth, immediately highlighting the difference between him and Chen Jingyang. After all, when drinking with others earlier, he either only offered a polite thank you or simply kept quiet and clinked glasses.

Chen Jingyang held his wine glass, smiling without saying a word, quietly watching how he would proceed.

Li Jianren wasn't in a hurry to offer a toast. He put away his glass and began a serious greeting: "You must have been very busy lately. I see you've lost a lot of weight. No matter how busy you are with work, you must take care of yourself!"

Chen Jingyang smiled and replied seriously, "It's alright. As long as the work is worthwhile, I don't feel tired."

However, to Lee Kin-jen, these words sounded like a leader saying "Thank you for your hard work" during a visit, and everyone below shouting "Serve the people!"

Li Jianren laughed heartily twice and couldn't wait to expose Chen Jingyang's sore spot: "You're right! Everyone has seen your efforts and abilities. Without you, the succession work wouldn't have been completed so quickly. Logically speaking, you should have been reinstated long ago. Or should I go and give President Chen a heads-up?"

Li Jianren's voice wasn't loud, but he didn't deliberately lower it either. People at the same table, and even people at other tables, all looked at them in unison.

There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Chen Jingyang's "treatment" at Tanzhi was no secret for a long time, especially after he publicly said that he had no money to buy a ticket. His work for Tanzhi for free was then made public.

But Chen Jingyang is surnamed Chen after all, so everyone felt that this was just a small experience for him. After all, Trump only received a one-dollar salary when he was president, so money is nothing to them... right?

Since money isn't a big deal, what is it that Chen Jingyang should care about?

The answer is self-evident.

However, the company seems to have forgotten about him. So far, they haven't made a single statement, as if he were just an ordinary employee. Many people are secretly wondering what they're up to.

Now that Li Jianren has said this, it undoubtedly reveals what everyone wants to know. In an instant, the chopsticks reaching for the plates stopped, even the chewing stopped, and everyone in the room was listening intently for the answer.

Chen Jingyang narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening noticeably, and his voice taking on a hint of hostility: "No need! But you, with such great merit, you've only been promoted to Vice President of Engineering. I originally thought you could at least become Senior Vice President of Engineering."

He panicked.

Lee Kin-yan tried to make his smile look less than genuine: "Zenti has a strict promotion system. The position of Vice President of Engineering is not only a recognition of my personal abilities, but also an affirmation of my work during this period. Don't worry, I will soon become a Senior Vice President."

"Really?" Chen Jingyang openly questioned his statement: "As far as I know, Zenti has dozens of vice presidents of engineering, so the competition is fierce!"

The grapes are sour because they can't reach them.

Jealousy—Chen Jingyang was blatantly jealous of him.

Lee Kin-yan smiled easily and contentedly: "An individual's value is reflected in competition. The fiercer the competition, the stronger the winner becomes. This is something to be thankful for and nothing to worry about, isn't it?"

Chen Jingyang chuckled, still seemingly disdainful: "So, you're already prepared for a fight?"

“Of course.” Li Jianren enjoyed watching Chen Jingyang’s powerless sophistry: “One general’s success is built on the bones of ten thousand. Without them, who would pave the way for the mountains of corpses and seas of blood to help me reach the summit?”

Chen Jingyang scoffed, "By the time you fight your way out of this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, who knows when it will be?"

Li Jianren held up three fingers: "Three years, Chen Jingyang. Want to make a bet with me? I'm sure I'll be promoted to senior vice president within three years."

"Fine, let's bet!" Chen Jingyang retorted, sticking his neck out: "What if you lose?"

“If I lose, I’ll leave Zenti on my own!” Lee Kin-yan looked at him confidently. “And if I win?”

Chen Jingyang smirked: "If you win, I'll give you a hundred million!"

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