Chapter 327: Rewarding the Gods As a woman, she could easily empathize with Axia's experience, and naturally did not have a good impression of Hongtai, who played the villain in this incident. Guan Zhilin's pretty face was covered with frost. She suppressed her inner anger and said, "I know about this matter. I will tell Brother Hao. You go back and wait for the news." Although she really wanted to agree to let Hongzai take the lead, after all, her man was the one who called the club, and Guan Zhilin still understood the rules. She can't do anything that would interfere with other people's business. "Thank you, sister-in-law, thank you, sister-in-law..." Hongzi bowed seriously before thanking him and leaving. And Rosamund Kwan called Lin Zehao immediately. "Arlene, what's wrong? Calling me at this time?" Lin Zehao on the other end of the phone handed the signed document to Ruan Mei, held the microphone under his chin, and spoke with a smile. As his first woman, he had some special feelings for Rosamund Kwan.
Moreover, among these women, only Guan Zhilin's way of addressing Lin Zehao was different from others. "Brother Ze, I just found out something that almost made me cry. I'm going to tell you now." Afterwards, Guan Zhilin narrated the entire incident to Lin Zehao in detail. The tone is very aggrieved, which subconsciously makes people want to protect him. "Brother Ze, do you think that group of people went too far in this matter?" After Lin Zehao heard the whole story, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a sense of scrutiny. "It's indeed a bit too much. Just let me handle this matter. You don't have to worry about it." After comforting Rosamund Kwan, Lin Zehao put down the microphone in his hand, picked up a Marlboro cigarette, took out a cigarette, then took out the pure gold Dupont lighter and lit it. As the smoke dissipated, Lin Zehao picked up the phone again and dialed a number. "Check an employee named Chen Hong who works at Hutchison Security to see if anyone has had contact with him recently." "Also, find someone to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day to see if anyone has any contact with him." After saying that, Lin Zehao hung up the phone, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and continued to flip through the documents in his hand. Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and asked casually, "Amei, how is the cutting of Hutchison Whampoa going?" Ruan Mei immediately put down the work at hand and said, "Brother Hao, as of now, according to your plan, many redundant employees of Hutchison Whampoa have been dismissed, and some unnecessary industries have also been packaged and sold." "At this rate, the reorganization should be completed after the New Year." Since Lin Zehao successfully acquired Hutchison Whampoa, he first delisted it and then began to clean up, split and reorganize it. After all, in his opinion, many of Hutchison Whampoa's businesses are completely useless and tasteless, so it would be better to split them up and sell them in packages. Lin Zehao nodded and asked, "How are the preparations for the annual meetings of various companies going?" "Especially in terms of gifts and bonuses, are they all ready?"
If the previous two years were the two years of Lin Zehao's forbearance and preparation, then this year is the year of his harvest. Not only did we initially achieve the established plan, but we also took the first, most critical and important step in our career. With this basic foundation, no matter what industry you want to work in, you will have the capital to enter. Under such circumstances, Lin Zehao would naturally not forget the company's employees. It was also his idea that all companies hold annual meetings together. "Don't worry, I have already confirmed with the executives of each of our companies. The bonuses have been prepared and reported to the finance department. The gift list has also been reported." "After the employees learned about this, they all praised your generosity, and everyone's enthusiasm was very high. Because there were many orders near the end of the year, many employees stayed and volunteered to work overtime..." When Ruan Mei spoke, her eyes seemed to be twinkling with countless stars, filled with admiration. As a worker in Hutchison Factory, at the bottom of society, Xiao Jieba didn't know the rules that governed the world. However, since she became Lin Zehao's personal secretary, she gradually saw the truth of this world. How many wealthy people of the same level as Lin Zehao are willing to take out real money from their pockets and give back to their employees? At least, among the wealthy people that Ruan Mei knows, there is not one! Among these groups, if we really talk about wealth, many people actually have much more wealth than Lin Zehao, who is just starting out. However, this does not prevent them from treating their employees like cattle and horses. Not to mention giving out bonuses for holding the company's annual meeting, they don't even pay overtime pay. Such people don't deserve to be called capitalists. Just like the landlords in the old society, they treat their employees as their slaves and wish they could make them work twenty hours for free! It is precisely because of this that Ruan Mei's admiration for Lin Zehao has almost reached its peak. She feels that her life is worth it to be able to fall in love with such an outstanding man who never forgets his original intention! Lin Zehao smiled and said, "Overtime pay is still required. Even if it is voluntary, the money should not be reduced." Ruan Mei nodded and asked, "Which company's annual meeting are you going to attend? I'll arrange the itinerary in advance." Lin Zehao thought for a moment and said, "Forget about attending the annual meeting. I really can't handle attending more than a dozen companies, big and small. Besides, as long as I, the boss, show up, the people below me will definitely not be able to relax." "When the time comes, please notify the executives of each company to gather together to make a simple year-end report and formulate a development plan for next year." Ruan Mei nodded, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, and said, "Okay, I understand." As Lin Zehao's personal secretary, Ruan Mei has a deep understanding of how busy he is. Moreover, although being a boss seems easy, in fact, not only does he have to deal with a variety of things personally, but his every word, every action, and every move must also take into account the chain reaction. Because, with Lin Zehao's current status, any of his actions will be over-interpreted by his subordinates with ulterior motives. For example, at this year's annual meeting, if Lin Zehao attends the annual meeting of any of his companies, it will be seen by some people as some kind of signal. Don't ever think that there is no competition between different companies under Hutchison Whampoa. Our boss is Lin Zehao, and resources and investments are limited. If the total activity funds this year are only 100 million, I will give more to your company and my company will naturally have less.
Therefore, there is competition among these different company executives. Just like Hutchison Entertainment and Asia Television, both are media companies, how could they not want to compare themselves? However, Lin Zehao, with his superb skills, confined these conflicts to a specific range, ensuring that they became healthy competitions without affecting the overall premise. Ruan Mei really couldn't find any flaws in the man in front of her. In her opinion, Lin Zehao is the best man in the world! After Ruan Mei left, the phone on Lin Zehao's desk rang again. Yang Chengrong's voice rang out, "Brother Hao, according to your wishes, this year's club's thanksgiving ceremony will be held at the Heji Restaurant. In addition to our Shenghe, do you think we need to notify other clubs?" The other societies he mentioned here refer to He Hongsheng, which is actually controlled by Lin Zehao, as well as the previous Hongle and the current He Hongle. Now, although these two societies appear to be no different from before, in fact, the financial and personnel power are all in the hands of Lin Zehao. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Lin Zehao wanted, he could merge these two associations into He Shenghe without any bloodshed. Even though Yang Chengrong had experienced this many times, he still admired his boss's methods immensely. Lin Zehao pondered for a moment and said, "No need to make a big fuss, but now we are all Hutchison, so let's find two people of sufficient status from Hongtai and Hongsheng to watch the ceremony together." Yang Chengrong said: "I understand, sir, I will inform everyone of your intention." He understood that as long as Brother Hao spoke, no matter what the two societies thought, they had to participate with a smile on their faces. This was Brother Hao's strength! At the same time, Tan Yonglin and Chen Baixiang had already arrived at the downstairs of Hutchison House. Looking at this magnificent building, Chen Baixiang couldn't help but sighed: "Based on the current property market in Hong Kong Island, this building must be worth at least tens of millions, right?" Tan Yonglin shrugged and said, "I don't know. When Mr. Lin first started his business, he only rented and sold the property. Later, when he became rich, he bought this building." Chen Baixiang gave a thumbs up and said, "Awesome!" When he made tens of millions from running a garment factory, he thought he was the best in the world. How many people in Hong Kong could start from scratch and earn such a huge fortune? However, compared with Lin Zehao now, Chen Baixiang found that he was nothing. After explaining their purpose to the front desk and confirming the appointment, Tan Yonglin and Chen Baixiang entered the elevator. As soon as Lin Zehao put down the phone, there was a knock on the door. Tuk-tuk-tuk! A Mai and Luo Tianhong looked at each other, the former walked to the door and opened it. "Hello, I'm an employee of Hutchison Entertainment. I've made an appointment with Mr. Lin in advance." A Mai nodded and said, "The front desk just called. Come in." "Thank you." The moment he entered the office, Chen Baixiang was attracted by the furnishings in the office. Not only were the furnishings low-key and luxurious, but their placement was also extremely particular, perfectly in line with the theory of feng shui. You know, in Hong Kong Island, Feng Shui is an unavoidable topic. From ordinary citizens to wealthy politicians, everyone believes in it. Even when Victoria Harbour was being built, a well-known Feng Shui master of the time was invited to determine its location. Chen Baixiang followed Tan Yonglin and slowly walked to a young man in a white shirt. He bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Lin." Before meeting Lin Zehao, Chen Baixiang had thought countless times about what a person with such power would look like.
He knew that Lin Zehao was young, but he didn't expect him to be so young. However, the stubble on Lin Zehao's chin gives people a perfect sense of maturity. The most important thing is that the other party’s appearance does not fit Chen Baixiang’s image of a traditional underworld boss. In his opinion, to be the leader of a society, even if you are not a ferocious monster, you must at least look fierce, otherwise who would be afraid of you? Lin Zehao's appearance can no longer be described as handsome, he is simply perfect. His deep eyes seemed to contain the whole world, making people dare not look into their eyes; his perfect facial features were like perfect works of art from ancient Greece. One more or one less, God would have lost a masterpiece! What surprised Chen Baixiang the most was Lin Zehao's intimidating aura and his captivating eyes. It seemed as if all the evil spirits and monsters would have nowhere to hide in front of him! "Sit down, don't be nervous." Lin Zehao spoke in a magnetic voice with a faint smile on his lips. "How about the Caribbean Sea? Compared with the South China Sea in Hong Kong Island, which one is better?" As he spoke, Lin Zehao took out a box of cigars from the humidor, trimmed one of them elegantly, and placed it on the table. He said, "This was given to me by a friend in Cuba. It is said that Castro smoked this type of Cohiba. You can try it." "Thank you, Mr. Lin." Tan Yonglin and Chen Baixiang quickly stood up and each took a cigar. The trimming movements were a little unfamiliar, obviously they did not smoke often. Judging from their slightly trembling hands, they must be very nervous. Lin Zehao didn't say much, just smiled, took out a Dupont pure gold lighter, lit the cigar, took a puff, felt the fragrant smoke flowing in his mouth, and then exhaled it. As the smoke dissipated, an extremely complex but very pleasant tobacco smell circulated in the room. Chen Baixiang is a very outgoing person. After being comforted by nicotine, he immediately exclaimed: "This cigar is so beautiful, much better than the one I smoked before!" Although Tan Yonglin, who was standing by, didn't understand, he also felt that the taste was very good, and was more than one level higher than those he had smoked before. At this time, Ruan Mei happened to come over and handed the black tea to Lin Zehao, saying with a smile: "This is Castro's cigar, how can it be bad?" "This type of Cohiba is not sold on the market. It is a special supply." At this time, after Ruan Mei reminded them again, Tan Yonglin and Chen Baixiang finally realized who Castro was. The founding father of Cuba and also the current supreme leader of Cuba, is truly a legend. After realizing this, the two of them subconsciously looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. They never thought in their lifetime that one day they would be able to smoke the same cigar as Castro! Let me ask, in the whole of Hong Kong Island, are there any employees who can enjoy such treatment? Only by following a generous and well-connected boss like Lin Zehao can this dreamlike scene be realized! Seeing that the two of them were in a daze, Ruan Mei asked again: "What are you two drinking?" Tan Yonglin and Chen Baixiang reacted and quickly stood up and said, "We two can just drink tea, thank you." Ruan Mei smiled and said, "You're welcome. Please sit down." Lin Zehao exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a magnetic voice: "A Le, what are your plans after returning to Hong Kong Island this time?" As soon as he said this, Chen Baixiang put the cigar in his hand on the ashtray, knelt down without hesitation, and said word by word: "Mr. Lin, you saved my life this time. People say that great favors should not be thanked, but I still want to say thank you."
As he spoke, Chen Baixiang began to kowtow. After just a few times, his forehead became a little red and swollen. Obviously, he did use a lot of force. Lin Zehao was calm and just waved his hand, saying, "Okay, get up." "A man's knees are made of gold, so he shouldn't kneel at every turn." "You and A-Lin are close friends, and A-Lin is my employee. Something happened to you abroad. Now that I know about it, I cannot sit idly by and do nothing for both moral and public reasons." After hearing these words, Chen Baixiang was helped to stand up by A Mai, his eyes were obviously moist. When he was at his best, he was surrounded by friends. Every time he ate, there would be more than a dozen people, and it would be a crowded place. But when he went bankrupt, few people answered the phone. If all his friends had Lin Sheng's sense of justice, he would not have been captured by the Pirates of the Caribbean. Thinking of this, Chen Baixiang sobbed and said, "Mr. Lin, thank you, thank you so much..." "You not only saved my body, but also redeemed my soul which had lost all hope..." "If I die like this, I really don't know what will become of my wife and parents..." They say that men don't shed tears easily, but they are not sad yet. Chen Baixiang experienced life and death in the Caribbean Sea, with a pirate's gun pointed at his head. How could he remain calm? Seeing this, Tan Yonglin, who was standing by, immediately patted him on the back and whispered to comfort him. After a while, Chen Baixiang finally returned to normal. He stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Zehao, saying, "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I lost my composure a little." Lin Zehao didn't care and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, Chicheng Fang is a real man, I don't have so many requirements here." At this time, Tan Yonglin winked at Chen Baixiang, and he remembered the business. After thinking for a while, he said carefully: "Brother Hao, you may not know my situation. I went bankrupt in business before. Now I am not only penniless, but also owe a lot of debts." "But I used to be an actor and a singer, and now I want to find a job under you. I wonder if it's possible." "Don't worry, I don't need to sign a contract or ask for salary yet. It's not too late to talk to you after you approve of me." After saying this, Chen Baixiang's face was filled with anxiety, his heart was in turmoil, and he was extremely tormented. He stared at those deep eyes, waiting for the final judgment. He didn't know whether Lin Sheng would give someone like him a chance to start over. Today it’s 15,000, please give me a monthly ticket! (End of this chapter)