The workers were even less perceptive than Li Xia, and immediately clapped their hands at Song Yuanchao, reciting the welcome speech they had prepared in advance: "Greetings, Boss! We cordially invite you to our factory for an inspection!"
Secretary An saw the boss's brows furrow in the distance, and Song Yuanchao also felt a chill run down his neck.
You should know that Nie Zhao is Nie Rong's son, and his paranoia is no less than his father's.
He shoved Song Yuanchao aside, bowed ninety degrees, and reached out to take the briefcase from Nie Zhao's hand: "President, please."
Yes, there was a red carpet on the ground, laid out from the courtyard all the way to the office, and the employees were standing on both sides.
Factory Director Gao thought to himself, "Oh no, we've mistaken the boss for someone else. How can they mistake a boss who can drive three Mercedes-Benz W14s?"
Li Xia's heart skipped a beat, because she had already taken on the role of the mother-in-law. No matter how she looked at it, the tall, fair-skinned man seemed fierce and unfriendly, but it turned out he was the boss.
With thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face, and a dignified appearance, is he a bodyguard?
The employees were dumbfounded, but Factory Director Gao was smarter and called out to everyone, "Shout out, Mr. President, welcome!"
The employees then joined in, shouting, "Mr. President, welcome!"
Li Xia was on tenterhooks as she watched the fair-skinned young man walk towards her. She was a little afraid that he would lose his temper.
But how could a truly influential boss possibly lose his temper in such a situation?
Nie Zhao stepped forward slowly, bowing as he extended his hands, a smile on his face. He said softly, "You must be Director Li from Sanmao Factory. My wife often mentions that you have a very high level of expertise in fabric blending."
Li Xia works in the workshop, where she is involved in various new fabric blending processes, and she is indeed very professional.
Imagine a young, handsome, and wealthy boss giving her such affirmation upon first meeting; how could she not be happy?
She felt like she was dreaming; at that moment, she saw no Song Yuanchao, only Nie Zhao.
She thought this big boss was amazing, the best thing ever, and she felt like she was dreaming.
Director Gao seemed to be dreaming, because Nie Zhao walked up to him and said, "I often hear my wife say that Director Gao has unique insights into the macroeconomic situation in mainland China and the development of state-owned enterprises under the macroeconomic situation. He is very outstanding."
Unique insights into macroeconomics?
How come Director Gao himself doesn't know how outstanding he is?
This was also the first time Chen Rou had ever been jealous of her husband, a hypocritical man who appeared gentle and refined on the surface but was actually full of wicked intentions. He was between her mother and Director Gao, walking in the middle with a humble and elegant smile, and even taking the initiative.
But once she walked the red carpet and entered the office, Chen Rou was about to witness her husband's manners and hospitality, which she had never seen before.
She had to admit that he was a born businessman and a true social man.
He is sensitive and vulnerable, selfish and suspicious when alone, but in public, he can naturally take control of everything.
The advanced corridor contains the development history of Sanmao Factory, along with various photos and honors.
Director Gao and Li Xia had become stuttering and couldn't speak anymore, but Nie Zhao would ask questions. Moreover, he wasn't really paying attention; he was just going through the motions. However, he showed interest in everything that Director Gao and Li Xia felt they should do, making them feel that he valued them.
Of course, he wouldn't listen to much of what they said, but with a glance and a few words of praise: "Very good."
When they arrived in front of the various fabrics, Li Xia was so excited that she couldn't speak. But Nie Zhao would speak for her: "It's clear that Ms. Li Xia has put a lot of effort into blending fabrics, and these fabrics are proof of that."
Li Xia felt like she had been completely blind just now. She was incredibly excited and couldn't help but cry.
She entered the wool mill at the age of 16, working her way up from apprentice to master and then to technician. At this moment, she felt that all the hardships she had endured were worthwhile. How excited she was! Touching Chen Rou's hand, she stammered, "You married very well!"
She adored Chen Juan's daughter and genuinely believed her husband was a good man.
That said, Director Gao was the real host. Seeing how amiable the Hong Kong boss was, he felt a little guilty and uneasy. He didn't want to miss out on the opportunity to make money or the factory's development. He was thinking about how to turn the tables. Just as he was about to enter the office, he felt that his chance had finally come because he had good tea.
It was tea that he had specially pried open the secretary's drawer and found. It was said that the secretary had taken it from his father-in-law's house. He rushed to the office door first, determined to treat the Hong Kong tycoon to a good cup of tea.
But he was dumbfounded when he entered the room.
Because Secretary An, Xiao Ding, and two bodyguards had already taken over his office. The induction cooker was plugged in, and they were boiling purified water with English labels that had been specially brought from Hong Kong. The tea was also brought by the person himself.
Nie Zhao smiled modestly: "Security checks in both places are quite troublesome. Although my wife and I wanted to, we couldn't bring too much stuff. Try the tea that our Nie family grows in Taiwan. It tastes pretty good."
Who would have thought that the big boss riding in a Mercedes-Benz would be so approachable and considerate?
If they can't even serve tea, what about a meal?
Nie Zhao glanced at his watch and said, "Just tell me what the key questions are. We'll talk about them here at noon..."
"The Party Secretary, the top leader directly under the city government, is waiting for you to have lunch," Secretary An added at the opportune moment.
So even their meals are arranged by high-ranking city leaders, and they don't eat here?
They spent a fortune booking a table at the hotel.
Factory Director Gao rubbed his hands, thinking to himself, "What about accommodation?" He was in pain, but he still felt he should ask.
They were a business, and the city's most luxurious hotel could accept a bill, which could be put on credit and paid off later. This was an entertainment expense, and they couldn't skimp on it, otherwise he was afraid of not being able to entertain them properly and missing out on Mr. Nie, this great benefactor. So he asked, "What about your accommodations? How are they arranged?"
Secretary An smiled and waved her hand: "You don't need to worry about these things, Director Gao. We've prepared everything. You just need to talk about the key points. If you have any difficulties or worries, you can bring them up. Our boss will help you solve them."
Factory Director Gao looked disappointed, but he also realized that the big boss didn't have much time and he needed to talk about the key issues quickly.
He suddenly felt pressured and didn't know how to negotiate a way to smooth things over regarding the 200,000 yuan.
Factory Director Gao was in a somber mood, but Boss Nie was in a very good mood, supporting his mother-in-law's image, and he did an exceptionally good job today.
However, he soon lost his joy.
He overheard his wife whispering to Li Xia, "Sister, can I stay at your house tonight?"
Mr. Nie raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "The hotel is all ready, why does my wife want to stay at someone else's house?"
Is she planning to stay out all night as soon as she returns to the mainland?
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