After the assistant went home and Han Zhan finished work, Song Ci came to his office and complained to him about this matter, "They said that Brother Han's requirements for choosing a maid are higher than the boss's requirements for choosing a mistress."
Han Zhan glanced at Song Ci and asked her, "Do you agree with what I'm doing?"
Song Ci nodded, "Of course I agree."
Because Han Zhan is Han Aoyu's grandson, he doesn't hire a maid whose close relatives are immigrants, fearing they might be spies. He also doesn't hire a maid whose close relatives have committed serious moral crimes, fearing they might have moral flaws themselves...
After all, he also wants to provide his family with a safe and reliable living environment.
Song Ci hugged Han Zhan's waist from behind and said, "You are going to attend the National Top Ten Entrepreneurs Award Ceremony tomorrow. Do you want to take me with you?"
"Of course."
Han Zhan scratched Song Ci's nose and said, "The award ceremony will be tomorrow afternoon. Let's go after lunch."
"Okay!"
The National Top Ten Outstanding Entrepreneurs Awards Ceremony was a grand occasion. Song Ci wore a red sleeveless long dress with a white feather shawl.
A dress that is not too revealing but appears dignified is very suitable for such an occasion.
Song Ci matched Han Zhan with a dark blue suit, paired with a pure white shirt with a collar pin, and used a ruby collar pin as an embellishment at the collar.
Understated luxury without going unnoticed.
Han Zhan was very satisfied with Song Ci's taste. He changed into a suit and walked downstairs. The two little guys obviously liked him dressed like this. Han Miao crawled to Han Zhan's side, hugged his father's long legs, and looked up at his father who was so handsome today, asking for a hug!
Han Zhan grabbed Han Miao's sweater by the back with one hand and lifted her up onto his left arm. He squatted down in front of Han Jun and said, "Come here, Junjun, let daddy hold you."
Han Jun also held on to the sofa, stood up unsteadily, and threw himself into Han Zhan's arms.
Han Zhan held a cub in each hand, playing with them lovingly for a while, and then heard Long Yu reminding him that it was time to set off.
Han Zhan then put the children down and got into the car with Song Ci. Seeing Han Zhan's outfit today, Long Yu couldn't help but say, "Mr. Han looks very handsome today."
Han Zhan also thought he was handsome, and he even asked Song Ci to trim his eyebrows.
Today's event had invited all the nation's leading entrepreneurs, each a local leader. Han Zhan was considered the youngest of these leaders.
Although he is young, he is highly valued and respected.
Song Ci followed Han Zhan and felt proud to see that he was able to dance so well among that group of old foxes.
Many people today came with their families. Many men changed wives faster than the latest electronic gadgets. Some men looked to be in their fifties, but their wives were as youthful as Song Dynasty porcelain.
Standing among a group of rich ladies, Song Ci's appearance is also very good.
The event began on time, and Song Ci and Han Zhan were seated in the third row. As soon as they sat down, Song Ci whispered to Han Zhan, "That bag Lin Yusheng's little wife is carrying today is worth over two million yuan. It's the same bag you said before, ugly and clumsy, not as practical as your country snakeskin bag."
Han Zhan looked towards Lin Yusheng's position and saw Mrs. Lin sitting upright with a crocodile leather bag on her lap.
Han Zhan stared at the bag for a long time, and suddenly said, "It's really easy to do business with women. Cibao, let's open a luxury goods store someday to serve wealthy women."
Hearing this, Song Ci was deeply moved, thinking that Han Zhan really had a brain for making money. Most people would subconsciously react like this after hearing what she just said:
The first one: What the hell is this? A bag is worth more than two million. It must have been carried by the Queen Mother, right?
The second type: Damn, he is so rich that he can carry all kinds of bags. He actually spent more than two million to buy a bag. He really has too much money and is bored!
The third type: Her husband must be very rich, and her family must also be rich.
But Han Zhan wanted to start a company to make money from rich women.
Song Ci was in a daze and didn't hear what the host was saying.
The award ceremony was quite interesting, with the host detailing the outstanding contributions of each of the shortlisted entrepreneurs. When it was Han Zhan's turn, the host announced his philanthropic contributions, including donating prescriptions that benefited the country and the people, boosting the economic development of Wanyu County, and helping disabled veterans find second jobs.
Han Zhan was not only shortlisted, but also successfully made it into the top ten outstanding list and became an award winner. If he is rich, well-known, and selfless, who will win the award?
Hearing his name, Han Zhan stood up calmly and strode onto the stage.
He is tall, has long legs and is handsome, and the lights have to follow him.
Han Zhan took the trophy from the presenter.
The host asked him to say a few words. Han Zhan was silent for a while, then gave a brief acceptance speech. His deep, intoxicating, and charming voice resounded clearly in the hall:
[People always measure a businessman’s success and status by how much money he has. But in my opinion, in addition to wealth, a businessman should also have nine hearts.
Confidence, ambition, sincerity, carefulness, patience, hard work, humility, enthusiasm, and love.
I believe that every colleague here, like me, possesses the first six qualities. However, not everyone possesses the last three: humility, enthusiasm, and love.
Being humble to others, enthusiastic about life, and loving to the world are three things I need to practice throughout my life.
I do all this not for flowers, applause, or love. I only want four words:
Have a clear conscience! 】
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