Chapter 36: Going Crazy Day 36 The CEO position belongs to...
"Mr. Song, I'm calling you to discuss variety show investment."
When Tan Mo was recognized, Nangong Xiong had said that whoever could make up for Longsheng Group's losses would become president and gain power. With only a few minutes left before Nangong Xiong's promise, Nangong Lie felt anxious.
If Song Yuanqiao had not agreed to cooperate with him, he would no longer be the president of Longsheng Group.
"Although yesterday's conversation wasn't very harmonious, I'm sincere about this cooperation." Nangong Lie reluctantly said, "Mr. Song, if you agree, I'm willing to reduce the profit return a little bit."
This was the most humiliating moment in Nangong Lie's career as a business investor. Counting back all the investments, big and small, he always had other people begging him to invest. As a capitalist, he was considered conscientious for not taking advantage of others. He never expected that one day he would be reduced to reducing his own return ratio.
But there was no way out. Ever since Tan Mo received 40 million in compensation from Jince Entertainment, he had been penniless.
"My variety show project has absolutely no shortage of investment," Song Yuanqiao chuckled. "Boss Lie, let me be honest with you. One of the main reasons I don't want to work with you is that your performance yesterday made me seriously doubt your abilities."
"You're very emotional, speak without thinking, and expect everyone to flatter you. And most importantly, you're hostile toward my soulmate, Mr. Tan. I don't really enjoy working with people who don't like my friends. That's it, I'm hanging up now."
Nangong Lie: ...
Zhiyin...Mr. Tan...is hostile?
And he is emotional and speaks without thinking?
Nangong Lie stood there in a daze, clutching his phone tightly, feeling deeply hurt.
"Young Master, it's time to eat." The staff at the old house called Nangong Lie.
"I understand." Nangong Lie responded weakly.
Behind the staff members were bright and dazzling lights, which in many literary works meant a bright future. But for Nangong Lie, it meant that he was about to fall from the glory of the Nangong family and become an ordinary adopted son with no blood relationship.
Nangong Lie had an extremely difficult time walking these short few dozen steps.
When I arrived at the dining room, I saw Tan Mo gnawing on a pig's trotter without caring about her image, with a circle of soy sauce-colored soup at the corner of her mouth.
Nangong Lie: ...Is this what Mr. Song calls a soulmate?
It's really hard to accept losing to such a person.
"Come and sit down." Nangong Xiong called Nangong Lie.
Nangong Xiong's face was indistinguishable from sadness or joy. After seeing Nangong Lie sit down, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, everyone is here for this family dinner. As usual, we'll have a meeting before the meal. Everyone, please put down your work."
Oh, she is enjoying this pork trotter.
Tan Mo put it down reluctantly and wiped her hands and mouth with a tissue.
No wonder Jiang Qingya said she was busy when she heard about the family dinner at Nangong's house, and she didn't even join in the chat with the sisters.
She was afraid that Tan Mo would pull her over.
Fortunately, before the meeting, Tan Mo got close to the working people in the old house and asked for a pork knuckle to fill her stomach so that she wouldn't go hungry.
But then again, the Japanese restaurant Nangong Lie treated her to yesterday, although the food looked okay, was actually not filling at all. After getting drunk, she slept until the afternoon, and when she woke up, she was so hungry that it felt like she had never eaten anything in her life.
"Today's meeting is mainly about the bet we talked about last time. I said that whoever can help the company make more money will become the president." Nangong Xiong said.
After these words were spoken, the main characters Nangong Lie and Tan Mo reacted differently.
Nangong Lie lowered his head like a poor student: Here it comes, I’m finally going to the gallows, death is waiting for me.
Tan Mo, on the other hand, was a top student. She crossed her arms with an attitude of "the teacher wasn't talking about me anyway, it has nothing to do with me", and looked to her left: From this angle, Lu Xingjian looked quite handsome.
Then, I looked to the right: Oh, Qin Ming is here too.
Finally, I looked up to the sky and wondered when the meal would be served.
"After a month of observation, it's clear that Tan Mo's performance has satisfied me greatly. She has easily made the company a profit of 40 million."
Nangong Lie glanced at Tan Mo and muttered softly, "But she used some tricks, which is equivalent to cheating. It's not fair and honest."
Tan Mo: "You are a capitalist who has enjoyed making money through dishonest means for more than 20 years, and you are a fake capitalist. What qualifications do you have to say that I am not doing things in an upright manner?"
"If you really want to be aboveboard, then you shouldn't be sitting on this ten thousand yuan stool, and you shouldn't be wearing this one hundred thousand yuan suit. If you really want to be aboveboard, how could your Nangong family have such a huge fortune?"
Phew~ After finishing such a long sentence in one breath, Tan Mo, a proletarian, felt satisfied. She picked up the water cup on the table and gulped down a few big gulps.
After drinking, she noticed that everyone was looking at her.
Lu Xingjian leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Boss Tan, you've also scolded Chairman Nangong Xiong. And... yourself."
Tan Mo: ...If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have played the real daughter game.
Tan Mo cleared her throat and said, "During the twenty years since I left the Nangong family, they were black-hearted. After I returned, they became even more black-hearted."
"Without us, the black-hearted capitalists, you wouldn't even be qualified to be a leek. If Yang Qiong could resist the temptation, would she jump into the trap? Business behavior is inherently a gamble."
Nangong Xiong applauded, "Indeed, you are worthy of being my granddaughter. You are deeply loved by me. Lie, you have been with me for many years and have made no progress. You are really an insult to the name Nangong."
Nangong Lie fell into the pain of self-doubt.
"You are not worthy of being the president of Longsheng."
Nangong Lie's face turned deathly pale.
"So the position of president..."
Tan Mo looked forward to it, her eyes shining: It's me, it's me, my God, I've been living in poverty for more than 20 years, and I never thought that there would be a CEO.
"It doesn't belong to you either." Nangong Xiong said to Tan Mo.
Tan Mo: ? ?
"Why?"
"It's just temporary. Don't worry, just listen to me first." Nangong Xiong seemed oblivious to Tan Mo's anxiety and spoke slowly, "I'm very satisfied with your approach and glad you came up with this plan. But you're still too soft-hearted. The 60 million you should have received has now been reduced to 40 million."
"The heir of the Nangong family must be ruthless."
Tan Mo took a deep breath, "So what do you want?"
"I want you to take over all of Xihe's customers within one quarter."
Tan Mo knew Xihe. It was a company with overlapping business with Longsheng. Both were in the food industry, with similar product categories. They operated in shopping malls in major cities, targeting white-collar workers and ordinary families.
It can be said that Xihe is a competitor of Longsheng and a mortal enemy.
"Longsheng used to be the industry leader. I don't know what happened, but Xihe's performance in the last two months has surpassed Longsheng." Having said that, Nangong Xiong glared at Nangong Lie with a fierce look, and Nangong Lie lowered his head in shame.
"So I'm not putting it in a difficult position by asking you to get your performance back on track within a quarter. Of course, it would be best if we could bankrupt it." Nangong Xiong thought for a moment, "Let's just bankrupt it."
Tan Mo: ...What kind of old-age version of 'Tian Wang Liang Po' is this?
"In my heart, you are already the heir of the Nangong family, but you are too soft-hearted. This is my test for you. Only if you bankrupt Xihe can you truly sit on the throne of the heir of the Nangong family."
Nangong Xiong told his plan, "Of course, in order to cultivate your sense of urgency, I will give Nangong Lie a second chance and continue to let him compete with you. If he bankrupts Xihe before you, then your position as heir will also be put on the back burner."
What did he hear!
Nangong Lie seemed to see the sparks of his gloomy life rekindled.
He sat up straighter and listened more attentively.
"Of course the heir to my Nangong family must be the best."
Nangong Lie nodded sincerely: The outstanding person must be him! He still has a chance!
Nangong Xiong smiled and asked Tan Mo: "How is it? Are you confident?"
Tan Mo slumped in her chair, "I'm pretty confident about eating."
"Cheer up!" Nangong Xiong said, "Okay, I've finished my speech. Does anyone else want to say anything?"
Speaking of food, Tan Mo said to Nangong Lie, "Next time, when you treat us to a meal, let's go to a place that's both good-looking and delicious. I ate so much yesterday, and I wasn't even full."
Nangong Lie: ...Is it you I invited? You are the one who shamelessly came here.
Lu Xingjian: "I'm not full either."
Qin Ming: "Me too."
Tan Mo: Look
Nangong Lie: I will kill you!
"I have something to say too." Nangong Lie quickly raised his hand and asked Nangong Xiong in a soft voice, "Grandpa, can I return my black card?"
It is common for him to invite people to high-end restaurants when he goes out to discuss business, and the expenses when he takes his girlfriend out are not low.
Ever since he gave his black card to Tan Mo last month, he'd been living a frugal life. He'd planned on treating Song Yuanqiao to a meal at a Japanese restaurant yesterday, but he hadn't expected Tan Mo to show up, along with two assistants, and eat out two or three times, completely bankrupting him.
"From the day I entered the Nangong family, every penny is mine. What does a fake prince like you have to do with it?" Tan Mo said viciously.
What she couldn't accept most was anyone else getting their hands on her money, even if she couldn't get the money back into the real world.
"Tan Mo's words make sense. Your proposal is rejected." Nangong Xiong thought for a moment and said, "But I can't let you work for nothing. After all, I'm a black-hearted capitalist. I'll calculate the salary as 5,000 yuan per month."
Nangong Lie: "Is it US dollars?"
Tan Mo smiled devilishly: "It's Korean won."
Nangong Lie was almost crying, and continued to raise his hand weakly, "I have another request."
"I've reflected on it, and I think a big reason why I lost to Tan Mo in this competition is that I don't have an assistant as good as Lu Xingjian. I hope Assistant Lu can be given to me this time."
Tan Mo clicked her tongue and shook her head. "You mean to say Qin Ming isn't good enough? Have you ever thought about how your assistant feels?"
Qin Ming covered his face with his hands, sobbing sounds came out from between his fingers, and his shoulders shook.
Nangong Lie was embarrassed, "That's not what I meant..."
Qin Ming interrupted him, "Don't say anymore, I will be Mr. Tan's man from now on."
Nangong Lie: “Fine.”
Nangong Lie reiterated, "Then Assistant Lu..."
Tan Mo waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give it to you."
Lu Xingjian looked at Tan Mo with resentment on his face. Tan Mo comforted him, "Just think of it as a trip and come back in a few days. I'm starving, so eat first."
This was their young people's business, and Nangong Xiong was happy not to interfere. He waved his hand and said, "Serve the food."
Perhaps it was because the last family dinner was too long ago, Nangong Xiong had forgotten what the meal was like last time.
So, Tan Mo once again acted out the filial piety scene of "as soon as Nangong Xiong picked up some food, she turned the table."
And this time, things have escalated. Nangong Lie seems to be competing with Tan Mo, wanting to compete with her in everything. So when it comes to eating, who eats more is naturally a competition.
So as soon as Nangong Xiong picked up some food, Nangong Lie also turned the table.
Nangong Xiong: ...Okay, okay, you are all very filial. He will be blessed in the future.
In the end, Tan Mo didn't forget to pack up even after she was full, "Grandpa, you have so many delicious dishes. I don't eat so well at work every day. You should not mind your granddaughter taking some back." Nangong Xiong smiled, "No, no." How dare he mind.
"Then grandpa, I'll pack some up and take it back with me. I only have 5,000 yuan a month now, so I have to make the most of it. I think you don't mind." Nangong Lie followed closely behind.
Nangong Xiong: ...
Tan Mo was an expert at packing food. She would simply dump whatever dish she liked into the takeaway box. Seeing someone trying to grab the food from her, she sped up her pace.
Tan Mo poured the food while Lu Xingjian covered the box, their cooperation was seamless, and Qin Ming took the food from a distance.
Nangong Lie, a novice, became more and more flustered as he made mistakes. He shouted, "Lu Xingjian, you are my assistant, you should help me."
Lu Xingjian lowered his head and covered the box. "Starting from tomorrow."
"Qin Ming!" Nangong Lie shouted.
Qin Ming ran around getting food for Tan Mo, "Start now."
Nangong Lie: ...
Half an hour later, Tan Mo and Nangong Lie each returned home with their spoils.
Looking at the dining table, which looked like a swarm of locusts with no grass growing, Nangong Xiong was stunned for a moment. "I haven't heard of a food crisis recently."
Tan Mo and Lu Xingjian went home in a Rolls-Royce. Tan Mo ate too much and collapsed on the car seat feeling a little dizzy.
In a daze, she suddenly heard the system say: "A new source of gossip is online."
Tan Mo's eyes suddenly opened:!!!
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