Holding Lin Benjian's information in his hand, Ma Guoliang was filled with emotion and couldn't help but admire Chen Dong's foresight.
How did Chen Dong know about such a remarkable person?
Does he have another intelligence system?
This shouldn't be the case. If Chen Dong really had another intelligence system, why would he let him use HSBC's database to look at Lin Benjian's information?
Unable to figure it out, Ma Guoliang was too lazy to think about it. Chen Dong had dug up such a talented person, which showed how "genius" Lin Benjian was.
Ma Guoliang took the documents to the hotel where Chen Dong was staying, a well-known hotel in Taiwan Province.
The Grand Hotel, Presidential Suite.
at this time.
Inside the presidential suite.
Chen Dong and Xiang Huaqiang were discussing matters concerning Huaxia Star. Spreading Chinese culture and resisting the erosion of external cultures was a task Chen Dong had assigned to Xiang Huaqiang.
Xiang Huaqiang approached Chen Dong with the intention of entering the Western market.
The Cannes Film Festival is about to begin.
In the 1980s, the Cannes International Film Festival launched the career of a Chinese martial arts superstar, Li Dalong.
Spreading our martial arts and culture abroad will be part of China's soft power.
When Li Dalong was mentioned, Xiang Huaqiang couldn't help but recall the days when he was just an extra, and he felt a little sad.
"Bang...bang bang..." The knocking on the door interrupted Xiang Huaqiang's thoughts.
"Come in."
Ma Guoliang walked in with a smile, holding the documents.
"Boss, Mr. Xiang."
A voice broke the silence, as this matter required further discussion. At this point, aside from Mr. Li Dalong, the West's perception of other Chinese people still clung to the label of "Sick Man of East Asia," and even now, a small minority still harbored humiliation and discrimination against China. Therefore, entering the West would mean Huaxia Star bringing Chinese culture to the West, effectively slapping the faces of Western intellectuals, capitalists, and the general public, and showing them the true face of this ancient Chinese nation.
"Boss, look what I've collected. That Lin Benjian is really capable. A Chinese man worked at IBM for 20 years until he retired a couple of years ago. He's really something."
Ma Guoliang excitedly waved the documents in his hand, feeling proud of how quickly he had gathered the good news.
This damn sense of accomplishment and vanity.
Ma Guoliang was no exception. Chen Dong's core team was constantly expanding, and the number of talents was increasing, with no less in the future.
It filled him with a sense of crisis, which is what is known as "competition for supremacy".
Therefore, the improvement of individual abilities is also inevitable, which is the future "involution".
Chen Dong smiled and nodded, acknowledging Ma Guoliang's abilities.
"Boss, you guys chat first, I'll go sit over there for a while."
Xiang Huaqiang stood up, nodded to the two of them, and made a gesture.
"Hmm," Chen Dong responded, turning his gaze to Ma Guoliang.
"Lin Benjian was born in Vietnam and is now from Taiwan Province. He received his bachelor's degree in electrical engineering from Taiwan University in 1963 and his doctorate in electrical engineering from Ohio State University in 1970. Let me tell you something I don't know."
Ma Guoliang looked at the information in surprise, checked it one by one, and found that there was nothing wrong with it; Chen Dong was right.
Ma Guoliang chuckled and flattered him.
"Boss, are you some kind of fortune teller? How do you know so much? This kind of information is only known within HSBC."
No wonder Ma Guoliang asked that question.
In the days before the internet was widespread, to find out a person's complete information, you had to go through so-called internal channels.
This was also a way for him to test Chen Dong's judgment, to see if he had any other teams.
“If I want to poach him, naturally I have to investigate all of this thoroughly.” Chen Dong said matter-of-factly, unaware of what Ma Guoliang might be thinking.
Some things cannot be explained; the more you explain, the less clear it becomes. It's better to maintain the status quo and let them have something to consider.
This is also known as the art of managing people!
"Boss, are you kidding me? Luckily, I found some information. Lin Benjian started his own business at the age of 52. He brought his wife with him when he returned to Taiwan. I think he must be back for a vacation."
"A vacation? Any other information? Like who you met, or any friends you had?"
Chen Dong raised an eyebrow. He was aware of the information Ma Guoliang had provided, but he was more curious about whether Lin Benjian's purpose in returning to Taiwan was truly for a vacation.
Ma Guoliang shook his head, immediately denying it.
"I don't know anything else, boss. After all, this is all the information I got from HSBC. I'm not a paparazzi, so naturally I can't find out exactly why he came back."
Upon hearing this, Chen Dong felt a little regretful, but as long as he was certain that the other person was in Taiwan Province, it seemed he would still have to find Xiang Huaqiang.
"I understand. I'll give you a big red envelope at the end of the year. Call President Xiang over."
Xiang Huaqiang, who was standing nearby, perked up his ears. When he heard Chen Dong mention his name, he stood up abruptly and walked quickly to Chen Dong.
"Me? Boss, I can only say I'll give it a try. I have some connections here, and I know a bit about those bosses and wealthy families, but I can't guarantee that I'll be able to dig up any other information."
Chen Dong had confidence in Xiang Huaqiang's abilities. A man who had stood firm in the entertainment industry for 20 years must have his own methods and accurate sources of information.
Xiang Huaqiang was only being modest when he said that.
"President Xiang, whether I can make a living in this field in the future depends on you. If you get things done, you'll get a generous reward for your hard work."
Xiang Huaqiang laughed heartily as he listened to Chen Dong's joke.
"Boss, I never knew you were so humorous. Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
After saying that, Xiang Huaqiang made a phone call in front of Chen Dong, instructing his people to inquire about the situation.
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