Of course, the following is not a big deal, but it does not mean that it is really a big deal.
Now the entire BD consortium's senior management structure is undergoing major changes, and almost every step is a major change. It will probably take at least half a month for all the structures to be connected and run smoothly again. Only a few days have passed, how could there be no problems?
Less than an hour after James stayed with the man, the phone in his pocket never stopped vibrating, with all kinds of news pouring in. This was the case in his entertainment industry, which had hardly any major changes, let alone other sectors.
Logically speaking, at this time, the chairman of the BD consortium should be the busiest, not only because he is in charge of the changes in the management structure, but also because there are many things in the consortium that require the decision of their chairman.
However, compared to his phone that was vibrating non-stop, the man's phone placed next to him was quiet, without any sound at all.
No wonder, just half an hour ago, a newly promoted young manager just called their General Manager He, but before he could finish his words, the new manager was kicked out and replaced by another new person. It was as simple as falling from heaven to hell.
From beginning to end, the expression on the young man's face did not change at all. Even his half-closed eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep, did not change at all.
Or, to be more precise, He Long didn't seem to be drowsy, but was really about to fall asleep. If he hadn't slept for decades, he would have fallen asleep by now, and even started to think about whether he should adjust the time of waking up to twenty or thirty years later.
There is no other reason, it's just because they are too bored, especially after the BD Group has climbed to the position of one of the world's top groups, they have become even more bored. It is indeed their instinct to obtain endless wealth, but counting gold too many times will also make them bored, which has led to them sleeping longer and longer recently.
Although to the outside world it seems that they are just the replacement of the old heirs and chairmen, and there is nothing strange about it, but in fact, the intervals between their awakenings are getting longer and longer, and the days they are awake are getting shorter and shorter. If you calculate it this way, he is probably the most dedicated dragon among them, still insisting on waking up every thirty years, but the next time, it may not be thirty years.
Sure enough, the task of counting gold was left to a certain little fellow. It was most interesting to watch over her and watch her excitedly flapping her dragon's tail, counting the gold piece by piece, over and over again, with a silly smile. He couldn't help but dig out a little more gold from the dragon's nest, so that the little fellow could continue to flap her tail excitedly and count. However... all of this disappeared with the collapse of Dragon Island.
He would never forget that day thousands of years ago, when they were on their way back to Dragon Island. He was still holding in his claws a large piece of gold that he had just dug. In his mind, he was thinking about the little guy who was so excited that he wanted to sleep with the large gold mine in his arms. This made him unable to help but increase his flying speed and rush to Dragon Island faster.
However, in the end, there was no trace of the little guy, only a collapsed Dragon Island. The lava that surged from the ground covered the entire land and swallowed up everything, including the little guy who would laugh foolishly and excitedly count the gold in front of him...
On that day, Dragon Island fell into despair. The last six dragons, including him, had lost their way to survive. For the first time, they felt immense despair and could do nothing but watch Dragon Island gradually turn into ashes of despair.
This happened thousands of years ago, but even now, when he counted the gold, he would habitually dig out another small pile while counting, as if a little kid was still counting the gold beside him, happily.
Sometimes, He Long couldn't help but think, if his dragon cub was still alive, hadn't perished in that lava, he wouldn't be so stingy. Isn't it just about counting gold? He would give it all to her. If it wasn't enough, he could always get more. It's just gold, right? He has plenty of ways to get it, as long as his dragon cub is happy!
Perhaps he hadn't thought about the past for a long time. At this moment, He Long couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded. He heard what Lao Zhan said next to him, but it seemed as if he didn't hear it. He didn't really listen to what the other party was saying, and just subconsciously said "hmm".
Seeing this, Lao Zhan next to him couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose. He could obviously see that their President He seemed to have no interest in this program at the moment, and just responded to him casually. So should he play this program or not?
After hesitating for a while, Lao Zhan decided to turn on the program, but he still had to turn down the volume. If Mr. He's expression looked wrong, he would turn off the program immediately.
Because of this delay, the program had already started for a while. When Lao Zhan started playing the program, a pleasant female voice, with a bit of enthusiasm and a bit of provocation, came straight out from the tablet in his hand: "Oh~ Sister Zhu'er, you are here too..."
So, in that instant, before Lao Zhan could even see Mr. He's reaction and decide whether to continue playing, he saw Mr. He, who had been drowsy and expressionless the moment before, suddenly open his eyes and straighten up. His sharp gaze swept over and he asked, "Whose voice is that?"
Old Zhan has long known that although the new heir of their consortium, Mr. He, looks young, his aura is in no way inferior to that of the previous Mr. He. He knew it just by looking at the fact that he could overwhelm all the senior executives of the BD consortium without changing his expression.
But he had never expected that the other party's aura could be so shocking. In such a moment, he found it difficult to breathe and was a little unable to react, as if he was frightened. Until he clearly felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped by several degrees, the moment he met their President He's eyes, his mind was shocked. There was no time to think about anything. He just hurriedly handed over the tablet and spoke quickly and hurriedly, so fast that he almost bit his tongue.
"Yes, it's a young female artist, I think her name is Lin Long. She's one of the guests on the show..."
Almost subconsciously, He Long looked at the tablet handed to him by Lao Zhan, and at that moment, Lin Long's face appeared very clearly in all the live cameras, smiling brightly, but it made He Long's heart tremble and his pupils constricted.
It seemed... it really seemed... this face, this voice, were just like the appearance of their dragon cub when it successfully transformed thousands of years ago. No, not like, but... exactly the same, really exactly the same. His giant dragon's deep memory told him that the human who suddenly appeared before him was exactly the same as the appearance of his dragon cub when it transformed, even the voice was exactly the same!
Or perhaps, this is not like, but, but... his dragon cub is back?
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