Although Mr. Lei said it lightly, he actually knew it in his heart.
A listed company like his would make a little movement.
All of these may affect the company's stock price.
Although he allowed the news to spread within the circle.
But they carefully arranged people to keep a close eye on the development of online public opinion.
*
"Haha, Lao Lei, this time Xiao Yanzong stepped on your face to reach the top."
Mr. Lei waved his hand and laughed heartily: "I may not suffer any loss either."
The friend opposite was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"We are all self-made people. Don't you understand that the thicker the skin, the bigger the house?"
"You haven't met this Mr. Yan yet."
Mr. Lei picked up the fair cup and poured a cup of tea for his old friend.
"So what? As long as his last name is Yan, he can be promoted even if his ability is only average."
“If their abilities were a little more outstanding, it would be a powerful alliance between the Yan brothers.”
"And I just lost face a little bit."
"Boss Yan called me personally, and Little Boss Yan has to accept my favor this time."
"After this back and forth, there will be many more places where we can continue to build a lasting relationship."
"And how do you know if this young Mr. Yan has the guidance of Mr. Yan and Mr. Yan?"
The person opposite laughed suddenly: "You, you, you are really an old fox."
Mr. Lei gave a helpless smile: "After all, I've been in this office for so many years. Do you think I'm willing to give it up just like that?"
"It's just that I can hear the determination in Mr. Yan's tone. Rather than making things awkward, it's better for both sides to take a step back."
The old friend picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly: "That's right. Since it will be freed up sooner or later, what difference does it make if it's a day earlier or later?"
"At Mr. Xiaoyan's age, even if he has to wait for you for another half a year until the contract expires, he can still afford it."
Mr. Lei nodded repeatedly, "That's right. By then, I might not even be able to move down one level, or even several levels."
"Do you know where Mr. Xiaoyan is going to invest?"
Mr. Lei's smile gradually faded. "We are old friends. You can't do anything that would put me in an unfair position."
"This little Yan always wants to invest wherever he wants. As an insurance salesman, why would I bother asking about this? Don't you think that makes sense?"
"That's right," the old friend sitting opposite laughed awkwardly, "I just want to see how big Mr. Xiaoyan's shop is going to be."
"Is this a collaboration or something? With so many people coming in to share the pie, and they're so aggressive, I have to have some rules, right?"
Mr. Lei put down his teacup and said, "I'm not sure about that. I've already cleared out the entire top floor, so it can't be a small fight."
*
Only after Mr. Lei’s old friend sitting opposite him left did the special assistant come back in.
"Boss Lei, should we continue to receive the next person who comes?"
Mr. Lei shook his head: "We have almost exhausted all the tests that should be conducted."
“No one else will come later.”
"The person who just walked out walked quite fast." The special assistant reported.
Mr. Lei poured the tea leaves directly into the bucket.
She replaced the tea with her own collection of fine tea and brewed it leisurely: "He's anxious."
"Although Yan's investment projects are numerous and diverse, it has never intended to set up a separate investment company."
"Boss Yan and his men are out of reach, and Little Boss Yan has never even shown his face. I am the only way to break through."
"Just wait, it won't be long before new news comes out."
Special Assistant: "I'm afraid the rumors will continue for a while."
Mr. Lei didn't care: "In this business world, the more shameless a person is, the more prestigious he is."
"Rumors mean nothing. We've gained so many invisible benefits, it can't be for nothing."
*
Yan Xianjue, who did not show up, was sitting opposite Yan Yian in the study.
The two brothers did not feel cramped at all sitting opposite each other at the large solid wood desk.
The one who felt uneasy was Yan Xianjue: "Brother, do I really have to see all of this?"
His tone was full of disbelief and a faint expectation of a negative answer.
Yan Yian said coldly, "Of course, don't you want to invest?"
"This is the variety show proposal for 'The Daily Life of a Top Student,' this is the director's resume, this is the investment company's shortlist of candidates, and this is..."
"Stop!" Yan Xianjue's mind was filled with the stereo sound of "this one" and "this one".
He gasped loudly, "How can there be so many!"
Yan Yian raised his eyebrows: "You don't think that you can just talk and be done with it, do you?"
Yan Xianjue: “…”
"Also," Yan Yian pulled out a separate printed document, "it looks like this variety show you're interested in isn't short of investment."
"The director only accepted one million, and he sent the remaining four million to another variety show project."
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows: "One million?"
Yan Yian crossed his arms and rested his elbows on the table: "What? Are you disappointed?"
Yan Xianjue leaned back in his chair casually, folding his arms across his chest.
He shook his head and said, "I just think this director does have some of the basic qualities of a new director."
[Bold, daring to try, and having too much ambition.]
"One million is one million. Let people invest first. Later, I will follow up with as much as others withdraw."
"But you don't need to tell the director this."
Yan Yian: "Are you optimistic about him?"
"No."
On the contrary, I think he's a complete idiot.
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