Chapter 22 Upon arriving at the golf course, a…
As soon as he arrived at the golf course, a familiar person came up to him with a smile and said, "I just arrived."
The main issue this time is the operation of the subsidiary. Liu Duanhe has great ambitions. Although it was just a company his grandfather gave him to practice with, he hopes to raise funds and go public through an IPO.
Liu Duanhe's target is Zhan Wenqi, who recently returned to China to develop his career. He has served as the president and CEO of several multinational corporations and is extremely capable.
He single-handedly revitalized the Layton Group's former burden company, transforming it into the group's main revenue driver before he returned to China.
Guan Du studied at a university abroad, and coincidentally, he was an alumnus of the same university, so he helped them connect.
Liu Duanhe nodded. "Okay, thanks. I'll treat you to dinner if things are settled."
Guan Du shook his head, "What's our relationship? No need to thank me, but..."
"The meals will still be provided." He winked slyly.
Liu Duanhe chuckled, "Alright, you'll definitely get your share."
The course manager and the caddies lined up, and Liu Duan and Guan Du randomly picked two familiar ones.
Zhan Wenqi was more capable than he had imagined, and his sharp wit was evident in his conversation. The more Liu Duanhe talked with him, the more satisfied he became, and he couldn't wait to poach him into the company and make money for him.
As expected, he preferred a flawless piece of jade that had already been polished to perfection to a rough, unpolished one.
He also keenly sensed that Zhan Wenqi had the same intention, and it was a perfect match, like meeting a talented person.
Guan Du listened to them from the side, exchanged a glance with Liu Duanhe, and both smiled with satisfaction.
In the end, Liu Duanhe successfully won him over, and both felt they had won, and won by a large margin.
During the game, Liu Duanhe even scored a hole-in-one, prompting Zhan Wenqi to praise him, saying, "Mr. Liu's golf skills are outstanding, it's a pity I can't do it today."
Liu Duanhe said with a smile, "What is this? It can't compare to the outstanding project that President Zhan did last year. It is now a typical case study in business textbooks."
He instructed Secretary Wei behind him, "Swipe the cards to share the good fortune with everyone. The one serving me will receive 88,000, the rest of the caddies 8,800, and the service staff 888."
Following Liu Duan and the caddie behind him, Wang Jing's eyes widened in surprise, and he said repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you so much."
Although golf caddies earn money mainly through tips, it's rare to find a boss who can spend hundreds of thousands of dollars at once, since there are plenty of wealthy people who are stingy.
Secretary Wei and the manager went to swipe their cards, while the other caddies looked at Wang Jing with envy and jealousy.
I don't know what kind of luck he had. He's obviously just an ordinary-looking guy, but Young Master Liu always picks him when he comes. And Young Master Liu is also good-tempered and generous.
After playing golf all morning and reaching a basic agreement on the matter, they were hungry and decided to have lunch together.
On their way to the locker room, they walked slowly because they were talking about something. When they arrived at the venue, they heard a deafening commotion.
Guan Du frowned, his expression turning somewhat unpleasant. Judging from the direction of the staff changing room, this golf course was his family's property, and he was the host. In front of Liu Duanhe, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
He stopped the manager and said, "Go and see what happened, and handle it properly."
Liu Duanhe remained calm. He had no interest in being a judge, especially since it was an internal matter of his friend's business. He nodded to Guan Du and comforted him, "The more people there are, the more complicated things become. It's easy for trouble and disputes to arise. Let's go first and let the manager handle it."
The three had only taken a few steps when they heard the noise inside grow louder after the manager went in, and someone even mentioned Liu Duanhe.
"You're just relying on Young Master Liu for support, aren't you? Don't think I'm afraid of you!"
Liu Duanhe paused for a moment, and Guan Du's expression, which had just improved slightly, suddenly turned ugly.
He turned around and said, "It's too chaotic inside, I'll go take a look."
Liu Duanhe reassured him, "It's others who are spreading rumors and causing trouble, so don't feel too guilty."
Guan Du's brows relaxed, and he smiled. "I'll go in and handle it right away."
After a while, the inside gradually quieted down, and Liu Duan and the others waited at the door.
After he came out, several people followed behind him, looking disheveled and hiding behind Guan Du, not daring to look at Liu Duanhe.
Guan Du said directly and succinctly, "I apologize for your baseless accusations just now."
The group bowed together, trembling, "We're sorry, we were just talking nonsense."
After standing at the door listening for a while, he understood what had happened. Because he habitually always called on Wang Jing, who was basically the highest earner among everyone, some people started to ostracize him. Today, they went even further and poured water on all the clothes in his locker, including his uniform, and threw them on the ground.
There were no security cameras in the locker room, and most of the people who saw it were unwilling to come forward as witnesses. After Wang Jing went in and saw the mess, they started arguing.
Liu Duanhe disliked workplace bullying intensely. Such things never happened in his company. He would usually fire anyone who showed signs of it. If someone didn't work properly and instead engaged in backstabbing and intrigue, it would affect their work efficiency, which in turn affected the company's profitability. This was something he absolutely could not tolerate.
Of course, this golf course is not under his name, so he has no right to interfere and no right to say anything.
It was only because this matter involved him that he had a legitimate say, but the final decision still rested with Guan Du's opinion.
Liu Duanhe said, "I forgive your unrestrained speech today, but I hope you will remember the principle that trouble comes from the mouth. If you continue to do this at work, it will be too late when you offend someone who is difficult to talk to."
The group nodded in relief, vowing never to spread rumors again.
Guan Du understood his implication. After they returned to the locker room, he called the manager and instructed him, "Let these people leave with the compensation they are entitled to for their years of service. We run a high-end venue and serve a distinguished clientele. We don't need employees who can't control their mouths."
Seeing that he understood, Liu Duanhe couldn't help but smile.
The driver took them to the nearest large shopping mall. To facilitate their business discussions, they ate Cantonese food and didn't order any drinks. On their way downstairs, they passed a luxury store.
Liu Duanhe suddenly had a thought and remembered the gift he had promised Feng Xingyun when watching the basketball game.
I smiled apologetically at them and said, "I'm sorry, I have something to do right now. I just remembered I need to pick out a gift for a friend, so I can't take up any more of your time. I'm afraid we can't continue our journey together."
Zhan Wenqi gave an ambiguous smile and said, "I understand. Is it for your girlfriend or someone you're dating? Well, we won't bother you then."
The contract terms had already been agreed upon, and they were going to part ways at the door anyway, with Liu Duan returning to his company and Guan Du and Zhan Wenqi going back to their respective places.
However, as soon as Zhan Wenqi said that, Guan Du's radar went off immediately, and everyone became alert.
He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Wow, not a trace at all. You suddenly have a girlfriend?"
Liu Duanhe seemed to agree, and smiled, "I'm going in."
Guan Du followed up, "I'm not too busy either, so I'll help you think it over."
Secretary Wei and Guan Du followed Liu Duanhe inside, leaving Zhan Wenqi alone at the door. He tried to call out to Guan Du, but his arm remained suspended in mid-air. He awkwardly touched his nose, realizing that they had been chatting so well just moments before, and now he was the only one leaving.
Zhan Wenqi felt isolated, so he sent a message to his wife for comfort.
Liu Duanhe browsed around and finally settled on a platinum and black rope bracelet.
Guan Du was initially delighted, suspecting that it was indeed a friend, but then he felt it was unlikely, since Liu Duanhe had not refuted Zhan Wenqi's words.
On the way back, Guan Du still couldn't find a reason to ask him, so they parted ways at the mall entrance.
Liu Duanhe knew exactly what he was thinking; his tacit agreement was meant to show him, hoping he would back down.
After returning to the company, Liu Duanhe didn't finish his work until nightfall. After a busy day, even someone as tough as him was exhausted.
He took off his glasses, went to the restroom to wash his hands, dried them, and then picked up the eye drops on the table to relieve his dry eyes.
A message suddenly popped up on my phone: [Feng Xingyun: I just happened to be standing downstairs at your company.]
Liu Duanhe wondered in surprise, "Is it really such a coincidence? We just happened to be walking downstairs from his company."
He thought for a moment about the answer he probably wanted to hear: "Xiao He: Would you like to come up and sit down? I just finished work."
He was actually supposed to leave work at 5 p.m., and all the employees had left by then, but the people in his secretariat stayed with him for an extra hour.
Feng Xingyun also noticed that the dozen or so floors belonging to Liu Duanhe in the building were basically dark. His tall and upright figure standing at the entrance of the building was still quite eye-catching.
[Feng Xingyun: Are you about to leave work? Have you eaten yet?]
Liu Duanhe stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down, vaguely seeing a familiar figure wearing a black hoodie and gray cargo pants.
After considering it for a moment, he replied, "Xiao He: I'm off work and haven't had dinner yet. Have you eaten?"
[Feng Xingyun: Perfect timing, I haven't eaten either, let's eat together.]
[Xiao He: Okay]
Putting the jewelry box on the table into his pocket, Liu Duanhe picked up the gray coat from the coat rack, dressed neatly, and quickly went downstairs. Secretary Wei was still packing his things, while the other secretaries had already left. After nodding to him, Liu Duanhe strode downstairs.
The feeling that someone was waiting for him, someone he was even close to, and that he had brought him a gift, was somewhat surreal.
Feng Xingyun held his phone in one hand, keeping the other hand warm in his pocket. He would glance at the phone screen every now and then, while also keeping an eye on the door and the elevator.
At this hour, most floors of the building are still brightly lit, filled with working people still working overtime.
Very few people came out.
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