Zhuang Li is not interested in managing a company, but that doesn't mean he can't do it well.
Yao Xin's attempt to erase all traces of Xuan Ming from the world thoroughly infuriated him. That same day at noon, he announced the sale of his 45% stake in Haisheng Group.
The outside world was still unaware that he held the lifeblood of Haisheng, and a rush of buyers flocked to the company. Ultimately, the CEO of Future Map spent over 10 billion to acquire the shares. A fierce battle between him and Yao Xin was certain, but that was not Zhuang Li's concern.
After completing all the handovers, Zhuang Li submitted his resignation to the Human Resources Department on the same day, and then led his team to move out cleanly and efficiently.
Before leaving, he thought about it and ran to the top floor again, trying to take away all of Xuan Ming's personal belongings.
Someone from the secretariat stopped him at the elevator entrance and said in a very contemptuous tone, "Mr. Zhuang, I just received a message from the Human Resources Department saying that you have resigned. In that case, you are not qualified to enter our office area."
"I'll pack up and leave." Zhuang Li looked impatient.
"Your stuff is not here." Two more secretaries came over and blocked the aisle tightly.
"Xuan Ming's relics are mine." Zhuang Li said as a matter of course.
The secretaries looked at each other, their eyes full of obvious mockery. Who did this guy think he was? The company's boss? Boss Xuan was already dead, and he still had the nerve to act so arrogantly on the top floor!
"Hello, is this the security department? There's a disturbance on the top floor. Could you please come over?" A secretary took out his cell phone and said with a gloating smile.
Zhuang Li raised an eyebrow and took out his phone to call Yao Xin. His tone was unusually domineering: "If I can't get Xuan Ming's relics today, Haisheng will go bankrupt tomorrow. You'd better consider the consequences carefully."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be explaining something anxiously, but Zhuang Li had no patience to listen. He pressed the screen and put away the phone.
Several secretaries covered their mouths to hold back their laughter, and when they looked at each other, the contempt in their eyes was so strong that it almost overflowed.
What the hell is wrong with this guy? Does he really think he's some super-rich guy? He's going to bankrupt Haisheng tomorrow, and he's not afraid of getting caught off guard! Did he really call Mr. Yao just now? Did Mr. Yao scold him like a bastard? Just wait, the security will be here soon!
"Psycho!" a secretary cursed in a low voice.
The other secretaries all curled their lips sarcastically.
However, the next second, their arrogant expressions froze on their faces.
The elevator door behind Zhuang Li opened, but the person who came out was not the aggressive security guard, but Yao Xin with cold sweat on his forehead and Chang Dongming with a pale face.
"Mr. Zhuang, please come in! I haven't touched President Xuan's office at all. Please see if there is anything you need. I will bring you a few plastic boxes to put it in! Can you do it alone? Do you need my help?" Yao Xin held Zhuang Li's arm with one hand and pointed towards Xuan Ming's office with the other hand, nodding and bowing with a fearful attitude, just like a little eunuch.
Several secretaries were stunned.
Chang Dongming lowered his voice and asked sharply, "You didn't say anything excessive to Zhuang Li just now, did you?"
"No, no! We didn't say anything!" The few people who were so arrogant just now are now as frightened as quails, shrinking their necks and waving their arms, trying hard to distance themselves from the matter.
One of them asked cautiously, "Didn't they say Zhuang Li had been driven away by General Manager Yao?"
Chang Dongming tugged at his tie irritably, scoffing helplessly and helplessly, "Oh, even if President Yao leaves, Zhuang Li won't leave. Haisheng can still operate normally without President Yao, but without Zhuang Li, it will go bankrupt tomorrow. Next time he comes to the company, you should be smart and don't offend him."
Several secretaries wanted to ask more questions, but Chang Dongming had already chased the two people in front of him and walked away. His back looked very flustered.
President Yao's loud voice could be heard from a distance. He was constantly flattering Zhuang Li, vaguely mentioning "patents, licensing, please continue to work with us." It was clear that Zhuang Li held important leverage, even threatening Haisheng's survival. He was a tough opponent that even a capitalist like President Yao had to bow down to.
Even Mr. Yao didn't dare to offend him, and we actually insulted him like that? Thinking of this, the secretaries all turned pale, and their hearts were filled with fear.
At the same time, Zhuang Li was sitting behind Xuan Ming's desk, turning on his personal computer.
Yao Xin and Chang Dongming had already left tactfully, and even thoughtfully left behind a few storage boxes.
The computer screen slowly lit up with a blue light, and then a dialog box for entering a password popped up.
Zhuang Li subconsciously opened the management backend and tried to crack the password by brute force. He seemed to think of something and froze again. He then returned to the locked page and lightly tapped a few numbers with his fingertips.
The combination of those numbers is his birthday, which coincidentally is also the birthday of Zhuang Li in this world.
With a crisp ding-dong sound, the password was indeed cracked, but Zhuang Li closed his eyes and suppressed the surging heat again.
At this point, he was certain that Xuan Ming loved him. But how could that be possible? He had never shown any abnormality before!
Zhuang Li's mind was in a tizzy, and for once, he couldn't think straight. He unconsciously scanned the icons on his computer screen until he saw a folder labeled "Curly." His gaze fixed on it.
With a soft click, he opened the folder with his mouse, and a flood of photos popped up, filling up the screen. They all recorded Zhuang Li's figure: some with their heads down reading, some writing seriously, some with their heads tilted in a daze, some with their eyes closed pretending to sleep...
Every gesture, every frown and every smile is so vivid that it seems to be right before your eyes. One can only imagine how much time and effort the people who took these photos spent to capture these subtle yet beautiful moments.
Zhuang Li flipped through the photos one by one, the heat in his eyes spreading to the tip of his nose. Suddenly, a picture of a fiery red fox, narrowing its eyes and sticking out its tongue, smiling at the camera popped up, catching him off guard and disorienting him.
You agreed to film my album, why did you turn into a fox again? The emotion on his face froze slightly, and his eyes moved to the top of the little fox's head, and his thin eyebrows couldn't help but frown.
I saw that the little fox had grown a lot of thick curly hair on its head, which was styled into a messy but chic shape, making it look even more funny. It could be made into an emoticon package if it was posted online.
What the hell was Xuan Ming up to? Zhuang Li stared at the suddenly changing photo for a long time, unable to recover. After a while, his slow-moving brain gradually realized that the curls on the little fox's head seemed familiar.
He immediately clicked on the previous photo, compared his own hairstyle with the little fox's, and then came to an almost absurd conclusion - the little fox's curly hair was photoshopped by Xuan Ming using his own hair!
Zhuang Li repeatedly compared the two photos. He should have been angry about the disparagement of his image, but instead he closed his eyes and whispered helplessly, "Boss Xuan, what are you doing?"
He couldn't imagine Xuan Ming using his clumsy fingers to pick out his hair, bit by bit, and stick it onto the little fox's head. While doing something so childish and ridiculous, would his expression be as serious as if he were attending a major meeting? In his free time, did he often take out the photos, admire them, and then smile secretly? How boring was he?
Zhuang Li had to admit that seeing this funny photo finally brought Xuan Ming's image back to life. Before this, he had been just his financial backer—a generous, open-minded, and courageous man who always handled matters impartially, never dragging his feet.
Zhuang Li's relationship with him was mostly based on a good cooperative relationship. They rarely had any contact in private, so his understanding of him was very limited.
But now, that vague, stereotyped image of him is gradually fading in Zhuang Li's mind, replaced by a vibrant, lively soul. He secretly pranks his own photos, like a childish imposter. He's steady and reliable at work, yet endearing and playful in his personal life.
Zhuang Li sketched Xuan Ming's face in his mind, and tears flowed from his eyes as he laughed.
Being born alone seems to be Zhuang Li's destiny. Due to his extremely high IQ, he has never been able to make friends, nor can he experience the feeling of being cared for, remembered, carefully protected, and silently loved by others.
But now he finally understood, this feeling was warm and soft, like a cloud enveloping his sharp-edged heart. It was a pity that the person who had always been behind him, watching over him, thinking of him, loving him, and protecting him with his life, would never come back...
That day, Zhuang Li stayed in Xuan Ming's office for a long time, from morning to evening, and was gradually swallowed up by the night.
None of the staff on the top floor dared to disturb him, because President Yao had issued a decree that anyone who dared to offend Mr. Zhuang would be fired immediately. It seemed that even with Xuan Ming's death, Zhuang Li's position in the company would remain unshakable.
In the early hours of the morning, Zhuang Dahai came to the company in person to look for talent and finally took away Zhuang Li, whose eyes and nose were red from crying.
Later, Zhuang Li and Xuan Pei jointly invested in a technology company, still named Haiming, Hai for ocean and Ming for Xuanming. Later, the former Haiming Group, renamed Haisheng, needed to spend 6 billion yuan annually to purchase the rights to 5G technology from Zhuang Li in order to continue operating.
The news spread, sparking a public outcry. Only then did the people at Haisheng Group finally understand why Yao Xin had always treated Zhuang Li with such deference. After all, Zhuang Li was the boss of Haisheng Group, holding absolute power. If he continued to grant patents, Haisheng could survive; if he withdrew, Haisheng would be doomed.
Zhuang Li's sudden rise attracted attention from all sides, but he soon faded into obscurity, leaving behind only a legend that people talked about with relish.
Ten years later, the new Haiming Group has become the most commercially valuable and technologically advanced company in the world, and a well-deserved business overlord. Relying on Haiming's advanced technology, China has ushered in rapid development again and again.
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