Chapter 815 Chen Bao extra (13)
After finishing his meal, Murong Chen went to Brother Zheng's office.
Seeing Murong Chen enter, Brother Zheng greeted him with a broad smile: "Little Chen, come, come, have a seat."
He gave his seat to Murong Chen, then bent over and pointed at the computer screen: "Look, these are some of the ones I've been thinking of buying lately, what do you think?"
Murong Chen glanced at it, then shook his head after a moment: "Not very good."
Zheng Ge froze for a moment, then put on a humble and receptive expression: "So, which one do you think is better?"
Murong Chen casually ordered a few.
After looking at them for a while, Brother Zheng nodded: "Okay, we'll buy these as you suggested!"
After saying that, he started typing on the computer screen.
Murong Chen watched his actions, thought for a moment, and said, "Brother Zheng, I heard that we have selection slots for going to headquarters every now and then?"
"Ah, right," Zheng Ge asked naturally, his eyes still glued to the screen, "What, you want to go?"
Murong Chen scratched his head, looking embarrassed: "My brother said that there are many talented people in the headquarters, and I... I also want to go and broaden my horizons."
Brother Zheng, gripping the mouse, glanced at him and said, "Want to broaden your horizons?"
Murong Chen stared blankly at the words "Ah," then seemed to realize something and said, "But if Brother Zheng wants someone else to go, that's fine too. I'll listen to you."
Looking at his somewhat simple-minded appearance, Brother Zheng laughed: "Xiao Chen, you are indeed a talent. You didn't go to school for many years, but look at you."
He pointed to the computer screen: "It's all red."
He then looked at Murong Chen, stroking his stubble, and said, "Although you haven't been here long, you are genuinely capable. Logically speaking, if you want to go to headquarters, I could promote you there. But tell me, if you go to headquarters, who will advise me on my stock options?"
Murong Chen had anticipated his response and began to speak from his prepared remarks: "I heard from my brother that headquarters teaches financial laws and regulations. Brother Zheng, I'm currently relying on intuition to understand this. I want to learn more about other things so that I might be able to judge things more accurately in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Brother Zheng indeed paused for a moment.
A moment later, he smiled and said, "Xiao Chen, I've known for a long time that you're something special. You want to learn more, right? Okay, I'll grant your wish. I can give you a spot at headquarters."
After he finished speaking, he thought for a moment and then said, "But you can't forget the well-digger when you drink the water, and you can't forget Brother Zheng when you learn new skills."
Although he spoke in a seemingly casual manner, Murong Chen could still detect a hint of threat in his words.
He quickly put on a fawning smile: "Of course not, don't worry, Brother Zheng, my brother is still here, I'll definitely come back after I finish my studies!"
These words seemed to put Zheng Ge at ease. He grunted and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, go find your brother to get some work."
"Okay!"
As he stepped out of the office, the smile on Murong Chen's lips vanished, replaced by a deep, thoughtful look in his eyes.
These past few days, he's been showing Zheng Ge stock picks, deliberately not "guessing" all of them correctly, so that he makes more money than he loses, just to make him feel that there's still room for improvement.
He had already found out from Zhang Quan and the others what kind of training the headquarters would provide for the employees.
Saying it now is exactly what Brother Zheng wanted to hear.
After all, he has such a good money-making machine. If someone polishes it for him before he uses it, it will definitely be beneficial to him.
Human greed is never-ending.
Right now, the only thing he has to do is wait.
One week later.
On a minibus.
There were seven or eight girls sitting in the back row, all of them looking anxious.
Zhou Mian sat in the seat furthest to the side, and the moment Murong Chen got into the car, their eyes met.
Their eyes met briefly before looking away, neither saying much, but seeing each other brought them a rare sense of peace.
Zhou Mian thought to herself that this little brother was quite capable; he actually came along when he said he would come with her.
Before getting into the car, Murong Chen felt a little gloomy. After all, there were so many people on the bus, and he wondered how many girls at headquarters had been deceived long ago.
If he fails to complete this mission, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable.
Just as he was frowning, he saw Zhou Mian.
Although their eyes met for only a moment, he still caught a fleeting, almost imperceptible smile from her.
It's like saying, "Hey, not bad."
For some reason, the heaviness in his heart dissipated.
Now that we've come this far, there are no "what ifs".
He thought he would definitely return these girls to their families and friends safe and sound.
He let out a long breath and sat down in his seat—right next to Zhou Mian.
The car door closed, and Wang Biao tied each girl's hands behind her back before blindfolding her.
When it was Zhou Mian's turn, Zhou Mian immediately said, "Brother Biao, aren't you taking us to class? Why do we need helpers and blindfolds?"
Wang Biao frowned: "Ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask. If you talk too much, don't blame me for being impolite."
Zhou Mian pursed her lips and remained silent.
Murong Chen immediately pulled Wang Biao aside: "Brother Biao, don't mess with them. Come and tie me up, I'm willing to let you tie me up!"
Wang Biao: "..."
He was almost certain that his cousin Zhang Quan was probably not very bright.
But they still have to be tied up.
It was impossible for anyone going to headquarters to know the route they were taking.
Wang Biao then stopped arguing with Zhou Mian, turned around and quickly tied up Murong Chen, then put a blindfold on him as well.
"Alright, let's drive." Wang Biao said as he returned to the passenger seat.
The driver nodded and stepped on the gas.
The car traveled smoothly and steadily on the highway.
Murong Chen remained silent, but the wrists bound behind his back were rubbing together subtly.
A moment later, with a whoosh, the rope was untied.
However, he did not move until he heard a soft snore coming from the row in front of him, at which point he gently raised his hand and lifted his eye mask.
Wang Biao, who was in front, had indeed relaxed his vigilance a little because he had "settled" everyone behind him, and had already dozed off and fallen asleep.
His seat was in a blind spot, and he couldn't be seen in the rearview mirror.
He looked out the window. They were currently traveling through an underpass, and Murong Chen spotted a road sign next to them—Wangbei East Road.
After noting down the road sign, Murong Chen went to look at Zhou Mian next to him.
Her face was pale, and she kept muttering something to herself.
He paused slightly, observed her with interest for a while, and then gently nudged her with his hand.
Zhou Mian: "!"
She instantly got goosebumps all over her body.
Murong Chen guessed that she was scared, and with a smile, he whispered in her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Don't be afraid, it's me."
It was visibly Zhou Mian's tense body that relaxed.
Murong Chen glanced ahead and saw that the driver was still driving attentively and Wang Biao was still asleep, so he gently lifted her eye mask as well.
The moment she turned to him, he saw the shock in her eyes that said, "How could you untie the rope?"
Murong Chen was quite satisfied and said with a hint of smugness, "How about that? Pretty impressive, right?"
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