"Boss Shi, are you still busy?"
Ishikawa Dong stared intently at the computer screen, typing a message to Chen Ya in the dialog box, and nodded: "Yes, I can't free my hands right now."
"But the next part requires you to speak." The governor was a little amused.
As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. The young man in front of me doesn't even give me face.
Ishikawa Dong said, "I'm sorry, boss, I really can't say anything right now. Our boss, Chen Ya, is personally arranging work for me."
After hearing this, the governor was shocked: "Boss Chen is back?"
"No, he arranged it for me on WeChat."
The prefect nodded and said, "I've heard of Mr. Chen's reputation in your company for a long time. I've always wanted to meet him but couldn't. Since he has important work arrangements, you can go ahead and do your work. I'll take care of the place."
After that, he cleared his throat into the microphone and said, "Well, the thing is, our CEO Shi has important work to do right now. It was arranged by Mr. Chen, the president of Beichen. He needs to deal with it urgently and cannot speak for the time being. So, I will speak for him for two more paragraphs."
The reporters present were obviously depressed.
Everyone is eager to come and listen to what Ishikawa Atsushi has to say about the industry. Who wants to listen to the long and boring speeches from the government station?
And I have to listen to it again!
Ishikawa Don stared at the resume on the computer screen. In the photo, Wei Mingzhe was smiling innocently.
Looking at the thick stack of work records at the back, he suddenly understood why Chen Ya was so eager to show him this.
Although this person's education level is not very good, his working ability...
It's really strong.
It's exactly what I need.
I just don’t know how Chen Ya wants to use this person.
He tentatively sent a WeChat message to Chen Ya: "Brother Ya, this guy... is amazing. He's extremely versatile and can be used anywhere. What position do you plan to assign him?"
After a while, Chen Ya sent a WeChat message back: "Just give the position according to the normal procedures."
It is not normal that Chen Ya personally recommended someone when Ishikawa Donghan was in power.
Perhaps sensing Ishikawa Dong's embarrassment, Chen Ya sent a message: "Actually, he's a relative of mine, so we're somewhat related. However, you should still follow the normal process and don't break Beichen's rules and regulations."
When Ishikawa Dong heard this, he suddenly felt confident.
He has outstanding abilities and is a relative of Chen Ya.
It would be unreasonable if he was not promoted to a middle-level cadre and allowed to independently take charge of a region!
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…
Wei Mingzhe sat in front of a stone table in the park, holding a large backpack in his arms, in a daze.
It was the last day of December. The weather was very cold, the park was very cold, and the stone benches in the park were even colder. It was so cold that his butt was itchy, but he didn't know where else to sit except here.
After finishing the call with Chen Ya, he slapped himself twice.
How can you still have such a strong desire to talk at your age? You have to find someone to chat with!
Why choose Chen Chi’s eldest nephew to chat with so many people?
If Chen Ya lets it slip and tells his aunt about this, wouldn’t that be a disaster?
He didn't know what expression to use to face Chen Chi.
When he was 35 years old, sitting in this small park in Beijing, he suddenly felt that this world did not belong to him.
Looking back at my life, it's all failure.
Perhaps when he called Chen Ya, he subconsciously wanted Chen Ya to tell Chen Chi the truth.
Because he really didn't know how to confess to Chen Chi.
"Chen Chi, I have good news for you. I lost my job! But I lost it like a man!"
"Chen Chi, I'm telling you, I'm not going back to that company. I won't serve those guys anymore! Whoever wants to go can go!"
"What about the money? Yes, what about the money?"
"I don't know either."
“…”
Wei Mingzhe simulated the showdown with Chen Chi over and over again, and finally sighed.
I really can't open my mouth.
Just then, his cell phone rang.
When I looked at the caller ID, it was the CTO of my previous company.
He suddenly had an idea.
Could it be that the company, considering his hard work and contributions, has changed its mind and wants to keep him back?
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