Chapter 334 A Gentle and Deep Person "Hey?" Chen Zhuo called Song Shiwei as soon as he left the conference room: "Where are you?" "I'm in Dad's office." Song Shiwei replied, her voice seemed to float in the air, and after being exposed to the sunlight, there was a swelling warmth. "Director Song's office?" Chen was somewhat embarrassed. Song Shiwei seemed to know what Chen was struggling with, and added calmly, "He's not here." "Not here..." Chen laughed, "Hehe," and suddenly felt that this was not the right reaction. His father is not here, why should I be secretly happy? Are you planning to do something new in the office? "Chenzhe, Chenzhe, where is your party spirit? Where are your principles? Where are your morals?"
Chen kept asking himself in his heart, but he couldn't help asking: "Where is the office?" "The one on the far left on the next floor." Song Shiwei did not hide it, paused and asked: "You want to come over?" "Forehead……" Chen Zhuo was too embarrassed to say that he felt particularly excited just now. So I really want to meet you and share some random stuff like "The pleasure of flirting in front of ". "I think the negotiations are coming to an end, and it is basically a foregone conclusion that Suhui and you will invest." People like Chen Zhuo are the best at finding a plausible excuse for themselves: "So I want to see if there is anything I missed, so we can remind each other." "Oh." After a moment of silence, Song Shiwei responded softly into the receiver. She seemed to see through her boyfriend's "bad intentions", but did not object. …… Chen Zhuo quickly arrived at Song Zuoming's office, pushed the door open and found a very normal state-owned enterprise leader's office, and its style was more within the system. It's a set of vermilion tables and chairs, as well as a bookcase of the same color and a coffee table for receiving guests. The magazine rack is filled with party and government newspapers and magazines such as "Qiushi", and there are two pots of green plants in the corner. Of course, the upright party flag is indispensable. The area is not large, only about 50 square meters, which was considered relatively economical for someone of Song Zuoming's level before the "Construction Standards for Office Spaces of Party and Government Agencies" regulations came out. After all, this is in the tallest building in Asia where every inch of land is valuable, but the view is truly excellent. Through the transparent glass wall, wherever you look, you can see that everything is covered with a layer of golden halo by the setting sun, which makes the already prosperous first-tier cities gradually become luxurious.
Song Shiwei stood by the glass wall, her hair was also coated with golden light and her cheeks were bathed in the sunset glow. She heard the noise and turned to look at Chen Zhe. Her eyes are bright and clear, quiet without a trace of impurities, like a girl chosen by an angel, with all the gentleness and brightness in one. Chen's heart skipped a beat and he walked to Song Shiwei's side as quietly as possible, for fear of ruining the atmosphere of the moment. However, the sunset on the 100th floor is really slow. Maybe at this time, ordinary people on the plain can only appreciate the tail of the smoke, but in this office, the sunset is still showing off its figure. Chen Zhuo wanted to say something like, "Look, in the face of money and power, even the sun is reluctant to set, and it is trying to cling to the tall buildings in a coquettish and posing manner." But I also feel that this is too cliché and realistic, it is simply "burning the piano and cooking the crane". Therefore, Chen changed the way he opened his mouth. He grabbed a handful of air and then carefully held it in front of Song Shiwei. Facing the puzzled look on Sister Sweet's face, Chen said with a smile, "While the sky wasn't paying attention, I hijacked some sunset glow to give to you. Take it quickly." Thus, the puzzled expression gradually turned into a relaxed smile. "Where do you think it is stored?" Song Shiwei asked playfully. "Put it in ..." Chen looked around, as if looking for a box to contain the sunset. Suddenly, he grabbed Song Shiwei's ivory-white wrist, pointed at the diamond ring on her ring finger and said, "How about keeping it here?" Although the diamond ring is fake, its raw material is still C-14, it is still crystal clear and still has refractive properties. In this naked environment facing the sunset, the light that can sting the eyes is flashing, and it seems to really collect the brilliant sunset. At the same time, it seemed to be hidden in Song Shiwei's heart. Under this romantic offensive, even the cold and indifferent School Beauty Song didn't care. She let Chen hold her wrist for a long time without letting go. Admiring the sunset, with the person you love by your side. Sure enough, there is no boring evening in the world. After standing there for a while, Chen Zhuo suddenly asked, "By the way, why did you mention [lover]? I almost didn't react." Chen understood the implication of her words and felt that Sister Sweet was a bit reckless just now and he almost didn't catch it. Song Shiwei looked at Chen Zhe and wrinkled her nose slightly: "Who told you to speak so aggressively?" There was a rare hint of anger in her tone. This girl who seldom acts like a spoiled child was quite charming when she did so occasionally. Chen felt a little warm, and the desire to get closer became stronger, so he asked again: "That lover... um... am I right?"
This time, Song Shiwei didn't say anything. Looking into the distance through the glass window, the nearby high-rise buildings are reflecting golden light. At first glance, it looks like a row of golden screens are erected in the middle of the sea. "Not objecting means admitting it, right?" Chen was thinking in his mind, and suddenly raised his hand and reached towards Song Shiwei's face. Song Shiwei felt a shadow coming towards him. He was startled at first and subconsciously wanted to avoid it. But after seeing clearly that it was Chen Zhe, she stopped dodging and looked at her boyfriend in confusion. Chen Zhuo did not respond. After his fingertips touched the delicate face, he gently pinched it with his index finger and thumb. "Does it hurt?" Chen asked with a smile. Song Shiwei finally realized that she was being teased. She raised her eyes and stared at Chen Zhuo, seeming to think that this action was a bit childish considering her boyfriend's usual behavior. But she didn't fight back, she just rubbed the place where her face was pinched, and then asked calmly: "Should we go back?" "Back!" Chen nodded: "But you go back first, I'll go in five minutes." The two of them definitely cannot appear together to avoid arousing the suspicion of Wang Haibin and others. Just like that, Song Shiwei left first. Chen Zhuo stayed there for a while to appreciate the scenery of the molten gold of the setting sun and the evening clouds before going upstairs alone. After both of them left, a figure appeared "sneakily" in a closed office next door. Song Zuomin, executive director of CITIC. He didn't mean to peek at the young couple's actions, but after inspecting his subordinates' work and about to return to his office, he suddenly saw Chen Zhuo pinching his daughter's face. Old Song was furious at the time, but also embarrassed. He was angry because his daughter had grown up so big, but neither he nor Lu Man could bear to pinch her face. The embarrassing thing is, if you get caught, don't think of yourself as a voyeuristic pervert. There was no other way, the elegant CITIC executive director could only hide in the next office in a "miserable" manner, and wait until the young couple finished being intimate before he dared to sneak out. “It has come to this.” Song Zuoming thought worriedly. My daughter is the type of person who is very strict about keeping a safe distance. It is impossible for ordinary people to get even a little closer, let alone hold hands or pinch faces. But seeing how Chen Zhuo now "asks for everything", Song Zuoming realized that the relationship between Chen Zhuo and his daughter might be closer than he imagined. "What about her mother?" Song Zuomin had a headache.
At present, the wife is still quite resistant to Chen Zhuo, but with the deepening of the relationship between Chen Zhuo and Weiwei, this will easily intensify the conflict. What is this like? The contradiction between the people’s growing material and cultural needs and the relatively backward social productivity. …… After returning to the conference room, Wang Haibin and others were still kept in the dark and had no idea that the two competitors had secretly been intimate with each other. They thought that Song Shiwei and Chen Zhuo had called each other to discuss business matters. However, the result is satisfactory after all. Ms. Song seemed to have listened to her lover's advice and no longer asked for 51% of the shares, as long as it was slightly higher than the previous one. Going back to that place, "Zhang Guangfeng" said that after striving hard, 30% of the shares could be purchased for 70 yuan. However, they were required to sign an agreement that no matter what happened in the future, Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen and Chen Yunpeng would not leave the company. If you insist on leaving, you are not allowed to engage in the same type of work within five years, otherwise legal responsibility will be pursued. This is equivalent to a "non-compete agreement", which often appears in technology companies to prevent R&D personnel from jumping ship with core technologies. "The school leaders are very cautious and don't want the 70 yuan to go to waste." This is how Chen explained it. Wang Haibin and his friends all felt that it was an exaggeration. This was the company they founded, so why should they leave? In the end, the three companies reached an equity agreement. Su Hui invested 70 yuan to acquire 30% of the shares of Taomi Technology. Jianweizhizhe Investment Management Company invested yuan to acquire 32% of Taomi Technology's shares. Wang Haibin and three other people are still the largest shareholders, holding 38% of the shares and have the greatest say. After getting what he wanted, Wang Haibin was very proud, as if success was just around the corner. Chen Zhuo said that since everyone is a family, let Suhui host a celebration banquet tonight. Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen and others cheered loudly. Although Ms. Song had no interest in attending, she let her assistant attend on her behalf, which was also a manifestation of a friendly attitude. That night, Chen Zhuo toasted with three good friends, but he was not able to hold his liquor and soon passed out in the box, which caused Wei Zhen to laugh at him. The driver Ma Haijun first sent Chen Zhuo home, and then took the trouble to come back to pick up Wang Haibin and others. After the three of them got off the car drunk, they suddenly realized that this was not the Shangri-La Hotel where they were staying, but the Yunhaiyue Club. "Master, Master, why are you here?" Wang Haibin asked with his tongue sticking out. "what?"
Ma Haijun looked surprised: "Didn't you say you wanted to come here to relax?" "us?" Chen Yunpeng was dazed and couldn't remember clearly: "...did you say it?" "Harmful!" Wei Zhen jumped out of the car: "Who cares if he said anything or not, since we are here, let's go and move around." Taking advantage of the alcohol and recalling the bone-eroding experience they had last time, the three of them entered the club hugging each other. Ma Haijun saw them being helped upstairs by the receptionist, and then he called Chen Zhuo: "Mr. Chen, they went in." "Ah." The voice on the receiver didn't sound drunk at all: "Call and report in half an hour. Remember all those words." "remember." Ma Haijun did not dare to disobey and did not ask the reason. Half an hour later, he came to a public telephone booth and dialed 110: "Hello, I'm a reporter from Yangcheng Evening News." "During a secret visit to the Yunhaiyue Club tonight, we discovered that they were engaging in pornographic activities." "If you don't care, I will report it to the police inspection department in the hall..." "Reporters' undercover visits" + "Police Supervision Department in the Department" are quite intimidating to grassroots police stations. They had no choice but to exercise their rights, and as for how to negotiate in the future, that would naturally be the responsibility of their superiors. Soon, Wang, Wei and Chen were taken away among a group of listless guests. At four o'clock in the morning, Chen Ze, who had not slept yet, went to rescue the person. At five in the morning, Chen Zhuo sent them back to Shangri-La Hotel. At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Zhuo accompanied the three people to eat Cantonese-style morning tea and comforted them: "Don't worry, I have some connections, and everything is settled." "There is no world except me." Chen said confidently: "No one will know about this. Just pretend nothing happened and go back to research and development." At ten o'clock in the morning, Professor Zeng Kun and Ms. Song rushed over to sign the relevant agreement. From their expressions without any resentment, Wang Haibin knew that Chen Zhuo had indeed helped to keep it confidential. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Zhuo sent Wang Haibin and the other two to Baiyun Airport. When they parted, the four of them hugged and shook hands tightly, their feelings as deep as brothers in life and death. On the way back from the airport, Chen Zhuo in the back row leaned over and handed Ma Haijun a thick envelope. "Thank you for your hard work these days."
Chen said with a smile. "Mr. Chen, you are too polite. These are what I should do." Ma Haijun took the envelope and felt its thickness, which was at least ten thousand yuan. Perhaps in addition to the labor fee, it also includes hush money. "Where are you going now?" Ma Haijun knew that his fate with this young boss who loved reading deeply might come to an end for the time being. "Let's go back to school today." Chen stretched and said, "The final exam is coming up soon, and I want to go get a scholarship." ······· (End of this chapter)