As a result, she was respected by these people.
Regardless of whether she could understand it or not, Chen Jinghuai pushed everything in front of Zhao Xiaoyue and began to explain in detail the company he managed.
After all, Sixth Brother's apprentice is definitely not an ordinary person.
Zhao Xiaoyue casually flipped through the notebook that recorded all personnel information, then put it down and picked up the company's general ledger, flipping through it page by page.
You won't believe it until you see it – the two companies have a net profit of 500 million yuan a year! Who would be scared to death by that?!
An hour later, I picked up the master plan again.
My goodness, the two factories cover 30,000 square kilometers, that's incredible!
Is this how arrogant people are these days?
Then she blinked, looked up at Chen Jinghuai, then at Hou Taotao, and quietly asked, "May I ask, uncles, don't Sixth Grandfather care about these things?"
Hou Taotao pointed to the things on the table and said, "You mean these? Sixth Brother said they're a burden, and we also think they're a bit of a burden. Having them is enough; it's enough to keep us from starving!"
Zhao Xiaoyue was stunned. "Is this even human language?"
Little did she know that the worst was yet to come; this was just the beginning.
For the next three days, the steel mill workers would see their boss leading a little child around the various departments from time to time.
Good heavens, what she thought was familiar was not what she thought was familiar at all; her legs were about to break.
Finally, after the third day, Zhao Xiaoyue couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed the armrest of the sofa in the room and refused to leave.
Chen Jinghuai was at a loss for how to coax Zhao Xiaoyue; she simply wouldn't fall for his tricks!
“Little boss, it’s just one company. I’m in a meeting, you can watch from the side, and I’ll buy you an imported phone afterwards.”
Chen Jinghuai thought, "This time the bait is big enough!"
Zhao Xiaoyue thought to herself, "What kind of phone hasn't this old lady used before?"
He shook his head immediately, "I don't care, I'm too young to handle high-end stuff!"
Chen Jinghuai wiped his face and sat down on the sofa. "I can't explain this to Sixth Brother. I have to go today, or I'm not leaving!"
Zhao Xiaoyue pursed her lips, stared at Uncle Chen, and started to act coquettishly and shamelessly.
His eyes darted around, and he sat up straight, saying, "How about this, Uncle Chen, you take the meeting minutes and give them to me. I promise I'll understand everything perfectly, okay? Please have some compassion for this poor kid!"
Looking at the tearful little girl, Chen Jinghuai hardened his heart and said, "Alright, but when Sixth Brother asks, you have to tell the truth."
Zhao Xiaoyue gave an OK sign.
On the morning of the fourth day, Zhao Xiaoyue was picked up by Liang Cheng, the fourth brother.
In the back seat of the car, Zhao Xiaoyue lay sprawled out, regretting countless times her decision to become an apprentice.
With a blank expression, I wondered what was wrong with her brain, and then...
Thud—Bang—
"Ouch"
With a sudden stop, Zhao Xiaoyue crashed into the windshield.
Liang Cheng rolled down the car window, stuck his head out, and unleashed a barrage of witty remarks at the running crowd, a string of traditional Chinese opera phrases.
Zhao Xiaoyue rubbed her nose, straightened her clothes, looked at the uncle, and sighed. He seemed so composed at first glance, but now he was cursing like a rural old woman!
Look at those facial features, they're practically flying off!
"Pooh"
Liang Cheng spat on the ground, turned around and looked a little dumbfounded. The girl's blank stare made him feel a little embarrassed.
He straightened his clothes, gave what he thought was a decent smile, and said, "Little boss, I'm not usually like this. It's all that person's fault for running around. Let me take you to get something good to eat first."
If his deputy saw the current Master Liang, he would probably think he had seen a ghost. Who was it that drove the dishonest rival into bankruptcy last month?
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes lit up, and she immediately nodded and replied, "Okay, Uncle Liang, you're so kind, and you look especially handsome today!"
Liang Cheng grinned, wanting to pat Zhao Xiaoyue's head, but immediately lowered his hand after raising it. He remembered what Hou Taotao had said: the little girl was actually quite fierce.
With both hands gripping the steering wheel, he said, "This young lady knows how to talk. Actually, you can call me Brother Liang, or Fourth Brother, hahaha."
Zhao Xiaoyue smiled but didn't reply. These people have really peculiar tastes.
She's in her thirties or forties, and she really can't bring herself to call him "brother"!
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Liang Cheng led Zhao Xiaoyue to a quaint courtyard. The moment he opened the car door, Zhao Xiaoyue's jaw almost dropped in surprise.
A wall surrounded by roses, with a gate in the middle.
Touch it, good heavens, this is definitely ironwood!
Liang Cheng entered the password, and the heavy door opened by itself. He stepped inside, and even Zhao Xiaoyue, who was well-informed, was shocked.
Pavilions and towers are nestled among the green pines and cypresses, with ponds and waterside pavilions; golden carp play under the winding bridge; artificial mountains and strange rocks, flower beds and bonsai are adorned with vines and bamboo, as if you have returned to ancient times!
After crossing the white jade nine-turn bridge, they arrived at a three-story building with a retro style. Following Liang Cheng inside, Zhao Xiaoyue was truly amazed.
It's like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden; she's incredibly amazed by everything.
Damn, a sandalwood frame over 500 years old, all sorts of antiques, one piece alone could feed a poor person for a lifetime.
Upon reaching the third floor, Liang Cheng arranged for Zhao Xiaoyue to sit on a soft sofa, and then notified people to start a meeting.
With its retro exterior and European royal style interior, it exudes luxury in every aspect.
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes couldn't take it all in, and suddenly...
Goodness...
Jesus, God, and Buddha...
Zhao Xiaoyue jumped off the sofa and ran to the French windows. She pulled back a cloth, revealing a piece of wood in a five-meter square glass cabinet.
Zhao Xiaoyue turned to look at the person still making a phone call on the landline. She really wanted to ask, "Aren't you afraid someone will steal such a large piece of Qinan wood?"
"It's a meter long!" Zhao Xiaoyue compared it to her own arms. "She couldn't even hug it by herself!"
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