The next day, Chang Dongming, holding a business card, kept pacing around the door of the president's office.
An assistant passed by him and whispered, "Why, you don't dare to go in?"
"How is Mr. Xuan feeling?" Chang Dongming immediately inquired about the situation.
"Another group of people have left the R&D department, and the company's stock price hit its lower limit today. How is President Xuan feeling? The government is going to recruit investors next month, and I'm afraid our company is doomed. If you don't have something extremely urgent, don't go in."
"Then I'll wait a little longer." Chang Dongming retreated, but at this moment he received a text message from Zhuang Li, which contained only two short words - [Go in!]
Chang Dongming's heart trembled, and he subconsciously pushed open the door and walked into the president's office.
The assistant looked at his back and shook his head, sighing, "What a warrior!"
Xuan Ming was sorting through a pile of resignation letters, all submitted today by key R&D staff. He had invested over 500 million in training these individuals, and he never made any specific demands on them.
No matter what research they wanted to do, Xuan Ming just gave them money without asking for details or asking for anything in return. However, they didn't expect that what they got in return was just betrayal.
Dr. Zhao took away several of the most critical patented technologies, but these patents did not belong to him personally. Instead, they were the work results of the entire R&D team, and he was not qualified to do so.
However, he used some connections in the United States to register a private patent before the company, but the patent registered by the company was rejected by the International Patent Organization.
Now the problem is, having lost its key technology, Haiming has fallen from the first tier to the second tier in the communications field. This time, Haiming is likely to lose the government's investment promotion. Once its market share is taken away, Haiming will lose ground.
Is there any other way to break the deadlock? Xuan Ming pondered over it, but he was at a loss.
Increasing capital investment will not solve the fundamental problem except temporarily stabilizing the stock price.
For a high-tech company, technology is its lifeblood. Haiming Group, which has lost most of its R&D backbones, is like a building that has lost its foundation. The larger the superstructure, the faster it will collapse.
If Haiming Group cannot find a scientific research team more capable than Dr. Zhao in the shortest possible time to fill the fatal technological gap, it is bound to decline.
However, around the world, good scientific research teams are basically acquired by major telecommunications companies. Where can Hai Ming recruit people?
Thinking of this, Xuan Ming's face became even gloomier. He pushed the resignation letter aside, took out his cell phone and called the headhunting company.
The person on the other end kept apologizing and repeatedly explained to him how difficult this business was.
"I'll give you more money, and we can negotiate any terms." Xuan Ming took out a cigar and held it between his fingertips, his voice filled with anger.
Chang Dongming hurried forward, lighter in hand, his heart pounding. If he had known the boss was in such a state, he wouldn't have come in. He had truly sacrificed too much for his adopted brother.
"Why not just forget it? I'll just light my cigarette and leave to avoid getting scolded," Chang Dongming thought to himself fearfully.
After hanging up the phone with the headhunting company, Xuan Ming narrowed his hawk-like eyes, slowly lit his cigar with a flickering flame, and slowly exhaled a puff of thick smoke. He asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
Chang Dongming shook his head subconsciously, thinking of the prophetic dream, and suddenly mustered up the courage to speak quickly: "Mr. Xuan, my brother wants to discuss a business deal with you. He wants you to have dinner at LEMO Restaurant at 8 o'clock tonight."
LEMO Restaurant has delicious food and a romantic atmosphere. It also invites a well-known performer to perform live every day. It is a famous dating spot for couples in City B.
Xuan Ming is a workaholic. He started his own business right after graduation. He has never been in a relationship, let alone fallen in love with anyone, so naturally he has no idea what that place is.
He asked impatiently, "Who is your brother?"
"My brother is Zhuang Li." Chang Dongming carefully looked at the boss's expression.
Xuan Ming frowned, as if recalling something, but after a moment he shook his head: "The name sounds familiar, what does he do?"
"Um, he, he..." Chang Dongming didn't know what to say. He didn't know why Zhuang Li insisted on meeting President Xuan. Would they agree to lend him money? Or did he have some leverage that would definitely convince him?
Seeing his subordinate hesitating for a long time and unable to explain clearly, Xuan Ming waved his hand impatiently: "Get out, I don't want to see strange people."
He is so busy now that he has no time to care about unimportant people.
He had probably guessed that Zhuang Li was a young dreamer trying to meet him and secure an investment. He had seen many people like him over the years, and their business proposals were usually castles in the air, with little chance of profitability.
"Are you not going out yet?" Seeing Chang Dongming standing still, Xuan Ming gave the order with a stern face.
Chang Dongming shuddered and left immediately, never daring to hand over the ridiculous business card. When he was about to get off work, he took the business card out of his pocket, crumpled it into a small ball, and was about to throw it into the trash can, but at this moment he received a call from Zhuang Li.
"Did Xuan Ming agree to meet?" The tone on the other end was quite nonchalant.
"No, Mr. Xuan is very busy these days and has no time to meet strangers." Chang Dongming stretched his hand holding the business card over the trash can.
"Did you give him my business card?"
Chang Dongming said he gave it to him, but his fingertips loosened slightly, ready to throw away the garbage.
Zhuang Li: "You're lying to me. If you had given him your business card, he wouldn't have refused to meet me. Do you still want your one million? Would you like it if one million became ten million in one year?"
Chang Dongming's breathing gradually became heavy, and the fingertips holding the business card immediately clenched.
Who wouldn’t like a million becoming ten million? Thinking of the “Boss Zhuang” in his dream, who was feared by everyone, and then thinking of Zhuang Li, whose aura had changed drastically since he came back yesterday, his heart warmed.
"I'll go find President Xuan right away." He said hurriedly.
"Just put the business card in his hand. Tell him that I'll be waiting for him at LEMO Restaurant at 8 o'clock tonight." Zhuang Li hung up the phone. He never considered that he would be rejected.
Chang Dongming quickly unfolded the crumpled business card, flattened it with his hands, and then, suppressing the shame in his heart, ran towards the president's special elevator.
With a crisp ding-dong sound, the elevator door opened and Xuan Ming walked in, surrounded by several shareholders.
Chang Dongming called out to Mr. Xuan several times, but the other party did not respond and was just concentrating on talking with several shareholders.
Chang Dongming had no choice but to rush over, block the elevator door with one arm, stuff the business card into Xuan Ming's hand, and said sullenly: "Mr. Xuan, my brother will be waiting for you at LEMO restaurant at 8 o'clock tonight." After he finished speaking, he covered his face and ran away, like a thief.
Several shareholders pointed at his fleeing figure and asked, "Who is his brother?"
"I don't know him." Xuan Ming said nonchalantly, "He's just a young man trying to take a shortcut. Don't bother with him."
"Ask you to meet at LEMO restaurant? You really want to take a shortcut." One shareholder misunderstood and smiled ambiguously. Several other shareholders also understood.
"What happened to LEMO restaurant?" Xuan Ming asked while casually lowering his eyes to look at the wrinkled business card lying in his palm.
"Mr. Xuan, you're truly a workaholic. You don't even know about LEMO, a dating destination. Mr. Liu loves taking his beautiful girlfriends to LEMO. They sit in such a wonderful atmosphere, listen to music, drink a few glasses of red wine, exchange a few sweet words, give a few expensive gifts, and then enjoy a delicious meal later."
As these people talked, they began to laugh meaningfully.
But Xuan Ming's mind lost its ability to think at that moment. He held the wrinkled card, which looked like something a kindergarten teacher had haphazardly Photoshopped, and his heart began to beat rapidly.
He looked at the curly-haired little fox on the card, and a feeling of eager love surged uncontrollably in his heart.
Zhuang Li - Curly Hair - Little Fox, these three unrelated nouns finally established a vivid connection at this moment.
He suddenly wanted to know urgently how much the curly-haired fox on the business card resembled the real Zhuang Li, what kind of person was he, and why did he want to see him?
Just as he came to his senses, Xuan Ming heard several shareholders discussing LEMO Restaurant. His face remained stern, but his ears were quietly turning red. He casually put the business card into his trouser pocket and asked in a deep voice, "What does LEMO Restaurant do?"
“It’s a couples’ restaurant and a dating destination.”
"By the way, President Xuan has already invited us to dinner tonight. This young man really doesn't know how to choose the right time."
"He's not picky about people. Mr. Xuan is a well-known workaholic in the industry and doesn't get involved in these things."
"Isn't Chang Dongming's younger brother a man? Young people nowadays are becoming more and more daring."
"Not really, it's mainly because our President Xuan is too charming."
Several shareholders started joking with each other.
Xuan Ming had indeed already made plans for dinner with several shareholders, so he couldn't spare the time at eight o'clock. Furthermore, he deeply disliked young people who were unmotivated and willing to degenerate.
In the past, he would have thrown the business card away and called Chang Dongming back to give him a good scolding. If he was in a bad mood, he might even fire him.
But now, he hid his hands in his trouser pockets, quietly stroking the little fox on the business card, his mind full of its cute smile with squinting eyes and sticking out its little pink tongue.
His hardened heart seemed to be scratched gently by a pair of fox claws, scratching continuously until it became itchy and uncomfortable, and then a crack appeared.
Several shareholders were still joking about this romantic affair, and were certain that President Xuan, a work machine without emotions, would never go on a date with such ulterior motives. They also praised President Xuan for his self-discipline.
Behind his back, Xuan Ming took out his phone and sent a text message to his special assistant: [Call me right away and tell me that President Li wants to meet me at 8 o'clock tonight.]
So as soon as everyone walked out of the elevator, Xuan Ming's phone rang.
He pressed the hands-free button with a cold face, and the voice of his special assistant came immediately: "Mr. Xuan, President Li wants to have dinner with you at Shenglongxuan at 8 o'clock tonight. Are you free?"
"President Li from the Development Bank? Is there a problem with our loan?" Xuan Ming's tone was extremely serious.
"Probably. Are you free? I can reply to him right away." The special assistant performed diligently.
"I'm free, I'll be there right away." Xuan Ming quickly hung up the phone and apologized to several shareholders, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have to leave you tonight."
"Loans are a big deal. Mr. Xuan, you go and take care of it. We'll make an appointment later." Several shareholders immediately expressed their understanding.
Xuan Ming nodded slightly and strode away. His back looked extremely hurried. He adjusted his tie and cufflinks as he walked, and stared at his watch all the way.
Several shareholders watched him go, worriedly asking, "Could something have happened? Look how hurriedly President Xuan left. He's always been so calm and composed, unfazed by the weight of the world falling. Unlike today, he practically took off running."
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