The two got into the car, and Situ Ming still didn't let go of his hand, as if he had forgotten about it.
"Uncle Biao is going to Huaiyang Road."
Since confirming their relationship, Zhao Xiaoyue has become less pretentious.
Since we're already together, let's just go for it.
"I'll take you for a late-night snack first. I bet you're hungry. They have some new dishes that they've launched. Let's go try them."
Zhao Xiaoyue closed her eyes to rest, only nodding slightly.
Situ Ming moved even closer to Zhao Xiaoyue. He liked being close to the little woman like this; it made him feel especially at ease.
An hour later, we arrived at Huaiyang Road.
The owner was extremely reluctant to open for business; he had already taken a break, the chefs had gone home, the waiters had gone home, and the lights were all off.
Then the brat announced that he wanted to eat Huaiyang cuisine, and specifically the newly introduced dishes.
He was so angry he almost cursed at me.
A chef and he, the two of them, stood at the door waiting for customers.
Looking at the magnificent restaurant entrance, where only two people were standing, Mr. Zhao asked uncertainly, "Have they finished get off work?"
Situ Ming put his arm around Zhao Xiaoyue's shoulder. "No, you must be mistaken. Why would you be here after get off work? Let's go, it's been a long time since we ate together."
Welcome!
The chef and the owner bowed at the same time and shouted slogans, but their voices sounded weak and listless.
The private room is still the same private room, made of gold; the sailboat is still the same sailboat, made of gold leaves.
The dishes were not the same; they had changed several times. They looked not only delicious and visually appealing, but also very expensive.
Situ Ming still enjoys nitpicking and peeling away the flaws, doing the work of a waiter, serving meals to the little woman.
Seeing the little woman eat with satisfaction, Situ Ming felt a great sense of accomplishment.
He handed her the last glass of water, asking, "Where do you want to rest after you finish eating?"
Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at the obsequious man, looking like she knew what was going on but wouldn't say anything.
“Go back to the small apartment. With such a big incident at RL Group, I can’t possibly stay out of it.”
If Zhao Xiaoyue wasn't mistaken, Xue Wen would probably use the Huanhai Children's Foundation as a stepping stone to his performance, and he would also reorganize the entire Hai City's enterprises, starting with RL Group and Fengshu Group.
If someone doesn't answer their phone at a comic convention, it's very likely they've considered this possibility and are preparing to avoid the upcoming storm.
Situ Ming actually felt quite sorry for the young woman; she had truly given her all for Donghuang Technology in the past.
Now we have to give our all to clean up the mess left by someone else.
"Have you ever thought about not taking the helm? You can be my boss."
Zhao Xiaoyue laughed when she heard this.
"No, I'm your boss too. And you're not allowed to hide any money from others. If I'm caught doing so, I'll break your legs."
Situ Ming then behaved himself.
"Is there any help you can give me? I'm always ready to help. Anyway, there's no use keeping those old bones around."
He later learned that the old man had slapped the little girl, which angered him so much that he sold the old man's favorite knife and deposited the money into his bank account. And wouldn't you know it, the rusty knife sold for more than 80 million.
This really infuriated Wen Zheng. That was Yinyin, the only thing his wife had left him.
Later, they gave the brat another 20 million to get the information out of him where the items had been sold. It took them a total of 130 million to redeem them.
Situ Ming just wants to make the little woman happy and get the old man to bleed a little, so what?
Is that too much to ask?
He felt it was not excessive at all.
Zhao Xiaoyue was very curious, "Does your grandfather know that you're selling him like this?"
Situ Ming: "He'd be happy to."
Zhao Xiaoyue was speechless.
"No need, this time I want to be Nezha."
...
Hou Taotao, as the company's second-in-command, along with Liang Cheng and Chen Jinghuai, the general manager, have all issued announcements stating that they will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly, give an explanation to the parties involved, and also give an explanation to the public.
If Hou Taotao were to face thugs and hooligans, he would have a hundred ways to make them disappear.
Even if they encounter gangs or corporations, they have ways to deal with them. But their only weakness, their only shortcoming, is that they lack connections, especially national connections.
Many people say that with enough money and status, you can do anything. But I think that's wishful thinking; it's easy to talk when you're not in the situation.
Try contacting the national government departments.
There's an old Chinese saying: "You can't fight city hall with your arm," or "It's like throwing an egg against a rock."
They are now facing not only public opinion pressure, but also pressure from the government.
They'll just keep targeting you. No matter what a group is like, it's impossible for it to be completely clean.
They'll seize on these kinds of issues and exaggerate them, and if you don't handle it right, you'll end up in serious trouble.
Public opinion from the outside world is flying thick and fast.
Several people became anxious.
The meeting room was filled with smoke, and the people inside looked like smoking chimneys, so anxious that all they could do was smoke.
The government did not give them any chance to negotiate, and after submitting the evidence, Liu Yonghe, the vice president, ran away.
Finding someone these days is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Then, the blame was conveniently shifted onto RL Group, with the claim that it was an insider at RL Group who leaked information, which is why Liu Yong and his group ran away.
Chen Jinghuai: "What do we do now?"
Liang Cheng: "What I mean is to make the whole story, its origins and course, public. And also to tell everyone the original intention behind our establishment of the Hai Children's Foundation."
Everyone looked at Liang Cheng in unison, "This isn't what you thought."
Liang Cheng neither confirmed nor denied it, saying, "It was the idea of the chief designer at my clothing company."
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