"It's just a little bit of fun, Mr. Gao, don't worry, it's purely for entertainment."
Zhang Youwei quickly explained that there was no other way; this man was a big shot, and they had to take care of his feelings on one hand, and on the other hand, they had to find a way to cause trouble, otherwise they wouldn't be able to explain themselves when they got back.
The instructions given to them from above were very simple: taking good care of them was a must, but also knowing how to handle things appropriately.
In other words, we need to make him feel that the company is treating him with respect, while also letting him understand that the current management team is not the small fry they used to be, whom he can manipulate at will.
Gao Ang didn't respond, continuing to adhere to his principle that too much talk leads to mistakes, and stared coldly at Zhang Youwei, waiting for him to say something next.
"Ahem, the punishment isn't a big deal. Let's play Truth or Dare. Just pretend this is a club. Look, there's a bar, beautiful women, and drinks, right?"
Zhang Youwei gave an awkward smile and tried his best to explain.
He is a senior executive, that's true, but this person is a shareholder. He knows very well which is more important. If he hadn't been specifically asked by his superiors to come and accompany him, he would never have come, even if you beat him to death.
Wouldn't it be better to go deep-sea fishing with a few beautiful women?
"Call".
He took a few chips, fiddled with them in his hand for a moment, and then casually tossed them onto the table. The dull thud was just like his less-than-pleasant mood.
No one raised in this round, and the fourth community card was quickly dealt: a 10 of diamonds.
“100,” Liu Guangqi continued.
Others also chose to call, but when it came to Gao Feng, he didn't hesitate to go all in.
"All in."
When playing cards, betting is allowed; it just depends on whether you dare to call.
Moreover, it seems that he has a relatively high chance of winning. With just these community cards, what kind of hand can he make?
With the cards in his hand, he can currently be considered the biggest winner on the field.
Of course, he could continue to play dumb to gain an advantage, and probably even get more chips in the bag.
However, he has to be careful of the fifth card. If the fifth card is 258, it is possible that someone else will get four of a kind.
If that's the case, his chances of winning will be greatly reduced, and he won't be confident of a complete victory.
Why not take advantage of the current situation and give them a taste of their own medicine?
When playing cards, sometimes you have to show some spirit. It's only the first hand, so I'll go all in and let them see how young and impetuous I am as a shareholder. It probably won't be a bad thing.
Unbeknownst to him, Gao Ang had already kept his senior sister's instructions firmly in mind and had begun to disguise himself and even start to package himself.
Gao Ang's "Allin" caused a slight stir among the crowd, especially among Zhang Youwei and Liu Guangqi.
Zhang Youwei unconsciously flipped over his cards again, wanting to confirm how much of an advantage he had.
Ang Gao stared intently into his eyes, and when he turned over the cards, a slight smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
"3, 8... garbage cards."
After muttering something to himself, Gao Ang removed Zhang Youwei from the threat list.
At this moment, Zhang Youwei was still deep in thought. He was an old hand of Texas Hold'em, and logically and emotionally, he shouldn't continue playing this hand.
Moreover, the fact that he has reached his current senior management position demonstrates that he is an extremely capable and meticulous person.
But today's situation is very strange. If he backs down, it would be tantamount to him admitting defeat, and it would be tantamount to the big shots behind him admitting defeat.
In that case, his abilities will be questioned. Perhaps the higher-ups won't care much about the gains or losses this time, but his standing in the eyes of those bigwigs will definitely decrease significantly.
More likely, if there is any trouble or disturbance in the company in the future, those big shots will seize on this small mistake and demote him directly.
Competition among large companies is no less intense than that between the imperial court and the central government.
"Mr. Gao has guts, we'll go with him."
Zhang Youwei chose to call, while the others opted to quit while they were ahead and folded.
"Open the cards."
At this point, only Gao Ang and Zhang Youwei remained on the table. The dealer elegantly dealt the last community card: the Ace of Hearts.
When the last community card was revealed, Zhang Youwei deflated like a punctured balloon, his energy instantly diminishing by a third.
He knew he was finished; he was just a couple.
"Mr. Gao, let's reveal our hand."
Taking another breath, Zhang Youwei forced a smile.
"Why don't you, Mr. Zhang, reveal my hand of cards yourself?"
He crossed his arms, reclined on the chair, took a sip of his refreshing cold drink, and retorted provocatively, then gave the beautiful dealer a flirtatious wink.
"Let's see what good cards Mr. Gao has."
With things having come to this point, Zhang Youwei stopped torturing himself, grabbed the two cards in front of Gao Feng, and slammed them onto the table.
"Mr. Gao has three of a kind, Mr. Zhang has one of a kind, Mr. Gao wins."
The dealer finally regained control of the game, announcing the outcome of the first hand of Texas Hold'em in a clear voice. With a wave of his hand, the chips on the table were gathered in front of Gao Gao.
"Truth or Dare, Mr. Zhang, which one do you choose?"
Gao Ang smiled and counted the chips in front of him, then looked up and asked Zhang Youwei, who was to his right, a question.
"General Manager Gao is the leader, so we will follow his lead in everything."
Zhang Youwei was also a man of great courage. He didn't think that Gao Feng, who could become the major shareholder of his company, would make any excessive demands.
"Is Mr. Zhang married?"
"It's settled."
"Then let's not play games that disrupt family harmony. I was originally planning to have Mr. Zhang give me a French kiss or something, but forget it, if word gets out, my sister-in-law will have a hard time getting past her."
Gao Ang waved his hand, dismissing this very interesting idea himself.
While it's generally not a big problem for men to have some social engagements outside the home, things can get really messy if they go too far.
"Don't be like that. Mr. Gao can do whatever he wants. As long as it doesn't break the law, your sister-in-law can understand a little joke between brothers."
Zhang Youwei found it somewhat amusing. What kind of game was this? He, Zhang Youwei, was a man who had seen his share of storms.
"I personally really like a variety show called 'Street Dance of China,' especially breakdancing. How about Mr. Zhang shows us a bit?"
Huh? Street dance?
Zhang Youwei was a bit confused. They were in the business of manufacturing and hadn't really paid much attention to these emerging variety shows.
What exactly is street dance?
"It was a very popular variety show before, with a Douban rating of over 9 points. It was really good, and the third season is about to start."
"To be honest, it's really good, much better than 'The Rap of China'."
...
Zhang You and his fellow middle-aged people may not pay much attention to variety shows, but among the various groups of onlookers, there are quite a few young enthusiasts.
Especially those minor celebrities and live streamers, they still have vivid memories of the special moves in street dance.
"Mr. Zhang, come on, I happen to have a video here. Just do the 'windmill' pose once. It doesn't matter if your movements aren't perfect, the attitude is very important, right everyone?"
Ang Gao took out his phone, opened Youku Video, found a very exciting breakdancing clip, and handed it to Zhang Youwei.
Zhang Youwei took the phone with a bewildered and nervous expression. After looking at it for two minutes, he was speechless.
Are these actions something he is capable of doing?
Forget about getting him to do the windmill dance, he can't even do the Native American dance steps.
He felt exhausted even after just two minutes of filming.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang!"
"Big windmill, big windmill!"
With Gao Yang leading the cheering, others around him joined in the fun, shouting along without caring about the trouble. Even Liu Guangqi and his friends joined in the cheering with amusement.
"Old Zhang, what are you afraid of? Boss Gao said that attitude is very important. Let's go."
"Exactly, it's just a windmill, you can just turn it."
Zhang Youwei looked at his cronies speechlessly. "You make it sound so easy. Why don't you come up and spin around? Do you really think I'm a windmill that spins whenever there's wind?"
And you know what? The wind at sea is really strong. Even indoors, they could hear the howling of the sea breeze.
"Since Mr. Gao has already spoken, then I can only make a fool of myself. But let's make things clear first, I really don't know how to do this. I can only learn to spin it. You're not allowed to laugh."
Zhang Youwei was a real man; once he said something, he meant it and immediately agreed to it.
"Everyone, please make way, Mr. Zhang is coming to take a walk."
"What do you mean by 'turn'? Mr. Zhang, you're going to 'dance'!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
The group left the card table and went to a slightly more open space. Liu Guangqi held his expensive phone and stood not far from Zhang Youwei so that he could see the actions on the video and imitate them.
Zhang Youwei squatted on the ground, touched the ground with both hands, looked up at the video, exerted force with both hands, and lifted his feet off the ground.
With just this simple movement, he started sweating and his hands began to tremble.
Next, you move your legs, lift your hands off the ground, and then weave your legs through the gap between your hands and the ground. After your legs have passed through, touch your hands back to the ground. Repeat this process to complete a set of windmills.
The theory is simple, but the reality is harsh.
Just as Zhang Youwei lifted his hands off the ground and prepared to swing his legs, he lost his balance and fell to the side.
At that moment, his hands were in his crotch area and he couldn't pull them out in time to support himself on the ground.
Thus, a very comical scene was born.
Zhang Youwei put his hands in his crotch, hooked his right leg around his left leg, and swung his left leg back. He curled up into a ball and fell face-first onto the floor.
Fortunately, his broad shoulders landed first, supporting his burly body; otherwise, he would have fallen flat on his face.
"Ha ha ha ha."
"This windmill is just too... something."
"Mr. Zhang is so pitiful."
"At his age, he still has to keep turning things around. This Mr. Gao is too wicked."
Gao Ang couldn't help but chuckle twice. Seeing Zhang Youwei lying on the ground and unwilling to get up, he could only go forward and pull him up.
"Well done, Mr. Zhang. You have a lot of responsibility. DJI needs people like you who have a lot of responsibility."
Zhang Youwei didn't want to pay any attention to him, but he had no choice but to cover his face, which was filled with shame and indignation, and waved his hand before quickly returning to the card table.
Everyone sat down again, their laughter subsided, and they returned to their usual professional composure.
The incident was just an interlude; the game continued.
When the cards were dealt, Gao Ang crossed his arms again, half-reclining in his chair, and everyone's faces came into view.
While they were looking at their cards, he quickly scanned each person with his eyes and immediately formed a basic judgment in his mind.
Since Zhang Youwei lost all his chips and accepted the punishment, he was given a new 1,000 chips.
That's how the game works. If you lose all your chips, you have to accept the consequences and the penalty. You can come back to the table after that.
To be honest, Gao Feng's hand this time is not optimistic.
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