Chapter 41 I'm going to take on ten of you, your takeout is here!
The assistant, with a look of delighted relief, led Song Nian'an into the elevator. "I'm sorry, Madam, we didn't know you were coming, so we didn't inform the front desk beforehand and had security take care of you."
"It's okay, I just suddenly thought of coming to see him anyway."
"Madam, you can call me Xiaoya from now on. I hope we can get along well in the future!"
"Okay, from now on, if your boss loses his temper, just tell me, and I'll take care of him."
...
Wen Jing listened to Song Nian'an dismantling her husband's front desk, her face turning ashen in the conference room.
He listened absentmindedly the whole way.
Wen Jing has a strong investment sense, and his investments have expanded to include film and television culture, commerce, investment, technology, healthcare, the internet, and catering...
He has been ranked number one on the Forbes Celebrity List for ten consecutive years.
"Mr. Wen, Starlight Entertainment, which withdrew its investment last time, has found a new investor."
"Oh? Someone still dares to invest in the company I'm withdrawing my investment from?" Everyone in S City knows that Wen Jing's withdrawal of investment means that the company can no longer appear in S City. Publicly renewing investment is basically equivalent to declaring war on Wen Jing.
"Mr. Wen, that... is a capital renewal for Wen Siyan's subsidiary."
Wen Siyan has been patient for so many years. Unless he is 100% certain, he will not make a move that might alert the enemy.
It seems he has already established connections with the older generation of the Wen family. The next step will likely be to formally compete with Wen Jing for the succession.
This might not be a bad thing for Wen Jing.
It's always more justifiable to be open and honest than to resort to underhanded tactics.
As the heir to the Wen Group, he understood the importance of risk avoidance, situation analysis, biding his time, and strategic planning from the moment his father passed away. He could only win, not lose.
Therefore, he would not confront Wen Siyan unless absolutely necessary, even if he knew Wen Siyan's purpose from the beginning.
However, there are some things that Wen Jing understands better than a mirror.
Only ruthlessness can ensure the survival of an heir to a large family.
Once you lose your footing, you can't protect the people you love.
"In that case, investigate Wen Siyan's company and list all the companies he has invested in and holds shares in." Wen Jing also needed to analyze this opponent carefully.
"Mr. Wen, what about that venture capital project we had in our previous plan..."
Today's meeting was quite long, lasting from early morning until noon. The boss hadn't been to the company for several days, and even the managers of major investment projects couldn't make decisions.
The assistant led Song Nian'an upstairs, introducing the relationships between the company's various departments and leaders along the way.
Clearly, Song Nian'an hadn't listened to her.
How could a primary school student who only listens to half of the lessons put his mind to the complex interpersonal relationships in the business world? He would rather be a decorative vase.
"Alright, Madam, please rest now. Mr. Wen is still in a meeting. I'll leave the ordered meal at the door in a bit, and I'll remember to knock!" The assistant blushed, recalling the steamy scene she'd witnessed in the office last time.
Song Nian'an pretended to be calm and didn't understand, said thank you and went into the office first.
I sat cross-legged on the sofa and opened the osmanthus branch in my backpack.
What should we do? Something romantic and special.
He picked up the modeling tools and a string he used that day, picked out the ones that were about to wither and set them aside, removed the osmanthus stems, leaving only the petals.
I took some water in the washroom, used the needle as a guide, moistened the thin thread, and threaded it through the petals one by one, following the direction of the needle.
The entire office was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
Tie a knot.
Completed.
I spread my legs out and found that most of them were numb.
I lazily propped my head up on the sofa, ordered some takeout, and started scrolling through Weibo.
After that day when I confronted Shen Zhuangyue's fans on Weibo, I received 99+ comments every day.
If you have time, go online and argue; if you don't, just scroll past it.
I just wanted to relax and catch up on entertainment news, but all I saw was Wenjing Company dominating the trending topics.
#Wen's Group abandons investment in Starlight Entertainment
#Wen's Group subsidiary continues investment in Starlight Entertainment Company
#Conflicts arise within the Wen Group
Song Nian'an was anxious. In the original book, the timing of the cracks appearing in the Wen Group should have been a little later, after Shen Zhuangyue and Wen Siyan got engaged, before the power struggle would begin. Could it be that she had really accelerated the plot?
I didn't pay much attention to the specific details when I read the novel. I was completely captivated by Wen Jing and didn't remember any of the details. I really should have developed good reading habits from a young age so that I wouldn't miss the important points when I grew up!
The phone rang.
"Hello, is it me who wants to fight ten? Your takeout has arrived. Is it convenient for you to come downstairs to pick it up? You didn't write down the floor number, so I don't know where to find you to fight."
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In the rush of ordering, I forgot to write down the floor number. Song Nian'an said, "Okay, I'm here."
The receptionist was still daydreaming about the love story between the CEO and the cutie when suddenly a deliveryman in a yellow kangaroo vest called out from the lobby: "I'm going to take on ten of you at once! Your delivery is here!"
"Don't call out in the lobby, just leave it at the front desk and let him come and get it."
The deliveryman looked troubled, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said to the young woman, "Sister, please don't make things difficult for me. Do you know how hard it was for me to drag this whole cart of stuff over here!"
He pointed to the tricycle at the door and said, "My motorcycle can't fit all the stuff this guy ordered, so I had to borrow a tricycle from the shop owner and pedal over. If I don't deliver it, I'm afraid of getting complaints, but if I do, I'll put myself in a difficult position."
The receptionist's eyes were filled with sympathy. She knew all too well that living in this society was indeed not easy! One wrong step and you could step on a landmine, just like at noon when two strangers had unexpectedly developed a kind of emotional resonance.
Coincidentally, the culprit behind this difficult social situation is the same person.
"Brother, I've arrived. Where are you?" Song Nian'an asked over the phone.
The kangaroo brother turned around and said, "You're really good at taking on ten people at once. You have a good name, but you don't look like it."
Song Nian'an made a few casual remarks and then went with her older brother to move things.
Ten boxes of milk tea, ten boxes of fried chicken.
He asked the receptionist to get him a warehouse cart and then called Xiaoya's assistant.
When Xiaoya heard the phone call, she thought something terrible had happened, and her palms were sweating.
Going downstairs and seeing the food on the large food cart, I was amazed; no one could possibly order so much.
"Come on, sisters, let's go sweep the buildings!" Song Nian'an snapped her fingers and started running, pushing the cart.
Xiaoya, the receptionist: "Huh?"
"Send afternoon tea to the boss's employees! If anyone asks, just say it's a relative of the boss, and that Brother Da treated them!"
"Okay... Brother, let's fight."
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