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"Hey, my dear Miss Wu, even if you suffered a calamity at the Eiffel Tower, you don't need to be like that, do you? This is an airport? There will be no more robbers. "

Putting the newspaper in his hand to the side, Gu Shaoqiang felt helpless towards Wu Yuexi who was beside him.

It must be the aftereffect of the time when her legacy was stolen. Every time someone walked past her, Wu Yuexi would subconsciously wrap the things in his arms tightly, looking indescribably funny.

"Humph!" You're making sarcastic remarks! This isn't the same bag as last time. Both of our possessions and passports are in this bag! "I said that I would give it to you when we came here, but when we arrived at the airport, you threw it at me. What if someone steals it away?"

Wu Yuexi ruthlessly glared at this irresponsible, brat who only knew how to make sarcastic remarks.

"Don't worry, I've practiced Taekwondo for a few days anyway. If someone is really going to steal it, then leave it to me."

Ignoring Wu Yuexi's ridicule, Gu Shaoqiang's eyes never left the newspaper.

"Tsk, if I were to rely on you, even if someone steals me, I wouldn't be able to wait for you. Did you do anything when I was robbed last time?" If it was the Sister Qin Shuang s, things would be different. It's a pity that last time when Sister Qin Shuang left in such a hurry, I actually forgot to ask her for her number. Otherwise, I would have contacted her earlier and taken her as my teacher.

Wu Yuexi was completely immersed in her own fantasy.

"What are you talking about!?" Don't forget that by the time we rushed over, those two robbers were already taken care of by that He Qinshuang. "Maybe it took a lot of effort, but it only ended up being relaxed in front of us. Moreover, with such great skill, if it really is a gang, wouldn't you be causing trouble for your father?"

For some reason, that He Qinshuang always gave Gu Shaoqiang an extremely dangerous feeling, so he did not want Wu Yuexi to get too close to this woman. Of course, Wu Yuexi wasn't the kind of princess who didn't want to ruin the world, but it was simply too easy to be used by others, and the kind of way to help others count money.

"Err, you scoundrel are clearly jealous of me. You didn't help me get my bag back, and when others help me get it back, even if it's a woman, you still deliberately slander her. You're really narrow-minded."

Wu Yuexi was stopped by Gu Shaoqiang's words. She clearly knew that He Qinshuang would never be as miserable as he said, but the reality was that she had truly not seen the process, and could not refute him at all. She could only suppress his morals in order to take revenge on him for destroying the perfect image in her heart.

But it was obviously useless on Gu Shaoqiang, he turned his head and pretended to dig with his ears, suddenly, a familiar figure flashed through the crowd, and when Gu Shaoqiang wanted to search more carefully, he disappeared without a trace.

"What's wrong, Flight?"

Seeing that he did not reply, and even stood up and looked around blankly, Wu Yuexi also followed his gaze, but he did not find anything.

"Nothing."

Gu Shaoqiang shook his head, could it be that he was seeing things?

At this moment, a beautiful female voice rang out on the radio in the hall — French and English respectively. The flight from Paris to the Guanghai was about to take off, reminding customers to check in.

"Alright, time to go. This time, you really should keep a tight watch on your bag. Many robbers choose this time to make their move. Be careful!"

Gu Shaoqiang kept the newspaper and patted Wu Yuexi's head, and took the lead to walk towards the ticket counter.

Hearing that, Wu Yuexi would rather believe it to be true than not, and did not have the time to bother with him anymore. Both of her hands tightly gripped her bag, carefully guarding against the people around him, causing Gu Shaoqiang to laugh out loud.

"Do you see those two people?" One was so arrogant while the other was scared witless. Could it be that the man was a trafficker? Should we go and ask? "

Her beautiful eyes swept across Gu Shaoqiang and the first person to speak: "No, it's just a joke between friends, not to mention this is France, it's not our turn to meddle, let's board the plane."

An Airbus A330 flew into the sky, carrying Gu Shaoqiang and out of this romantic city. However, the story of them being taken away from there was still going on.

"Come in!"

Song Haichuan heard the knock on the door. He closed the file in his hand. His head was spinning fast. He was describing the character of the person outside the door while waiting to see the man's real face.

There were not many people who were worthy enough for Song Haichuan to wait here for him, especially since he was a staff member of the Xingyuan Real Estate company. Wen Zifeng pushed the door and entered, his eyes sweeping across Song Haichuan who was seated upright on the desk, his calm eyes making it difficult for people to see through his thoughts. He closed the door gently and walked to Song Haichuan. He moved freely and without any nervousness.

"Xiao Wen, haha, I represent the Xingyuan Real Estate and welcome you home!"

Without waiting for Wen Zifeng to speak, Song Haichuan had already stood up and extended his hand out to welcome Wen Zifeng.

"Chairman Song, how can I let you stand up to welcome me? This subordinate doesn't even know where to put his hands."

Wen Zifeng immediately leaned forward as he expressed his "I don't even know where to put my hand" with fear. He reached out his hand for Song Haichuan to hold without hesitation, a look of admiration flashed past his eyes.

Appreciation?

Suddenly meeting Wen Zifeng's gaze, Song Haichuan subconsciously threw the folder in his other hand onto the table, "All of the things inside can be thrown into the trash can!"

This was what Song Haichuan was thinking at the moment, inside the folder was Wen Zifeng's personal history information. It was not a compliment to his superior, but an attitude as if he was looking down from above. Song Haichuan was not a stranger to this kind of gaze; he would often show this kind of gaze to others, whether sincere or fake.

"Come, let's not stand and talk. Take a seat."

Song Haichuan did not reveal any of his thoughts, as he dealt with Wen Zifeng skillfully, his mind spun quickly.

Initially, Wen Zifeng was employed in the Tifan Group, but because he was unsatisfied with his position and treatment, and because he had a conflict with one of the directors of the Tyrande, he heavily offended, and thus directly fired her boss before he was kicked out of the Tyrande. Not long after he joined the Wan Hao Group, because of his professional financial skills and strategic brain, Yue Yang and Qi Yun had been praised by them to be promoted three times in a row within a year, and last year, they were sent to train at the public expense. This wasn't a trick to play on him, but a formal set of business management courses with pay. It could be seen that Yue and Qi's appreciation of him was only second to him in the group.

When he first read about it, Song Haichuan felt that Wen Zifeng was somehow a spy sent by the Tifan Group, which was why he wanted to see him and see him for himself.

But from the looks of it, this Zi Wen Feng was not necessarily a commercial spy. After all, how could a small figure who worked in the Tyrande possibly have such a condescending and praising look in her eyes when facing him? However, this did not mean that Wen Zifeng was someone with a clean background. Perhaps he still had some experience or background that did not reflect this information at all, which was why he did not have any clues.

"Although I have always been working in the group, I have heard of the great name of Chairman Song. You are a legend who represents our company. I didn't expect to be able to work under you right now, and even met you on the first day. "

Wen Zifeng's attitude was humble and low-key. If it wasn't for him being extremely confident in his judgement, Song Haichuan would have thought that the look in his eyes was just an illusion.

"Hahahaha, little Wen, being modest is a good thing for youngsters, but you can't be too modest. It was now a society of commercial competition, so there was no need to talk about this. I have read about Xiao Wen's background and I know that she is a very capable person. As long as I display my capabilities, I will have a bright future ahead of me. "

On one hand, he was trying to encourage Wen Zifeng. On the other hand, Song Haichuan was determined to not let Wen Zifeng have any contact with the secrets of the Xingyuan, let alone their biggest target, the Nine Heavens Real Estate. After all, the suspicion of his commercial espionage had not been completely eliminated.

"Thank you Chairman Song for your encouragement. In the future, I will definitely contribute all of my talent to our company. I wonder, what kind of plans does the chairman have for my future work? "

He waited outside for a long time just to ask this question. However, Wen Zifeng did not listen to "hear" Song Haichuan's answer with his ears, but instead focused on him without missing a single reaction.

Song Haichuan frowned and then smiled warmly, "Hmm. Hur Hur. Xiao Wen. The company has already made arrangements about this."

His finger subconsciously tapped on the table, "How about this, you report directly to the financial director. I'll call him and the HR department right away. From today onwards, you will be the project cost manager of our company's finance department. Do you have any problems with that?"

"Of course there won't be a problem. Since the chairman has handed such an important job to me, I will definitely do my best to help. I will not disappoint the chairman's trust in me!"

Wen Zifeng stood up and swore to Song Haichuan.

"Alright then. Little Wen, I've seen your determination. But, you have to let me see your results as soon as possible. Ah, hmm, if you have nothing else to say, then go report. I'll call the HR department right now."

Song Haichuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Chairman, you're busy. I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, Wen Zifeng took a step forward and extended his hand out, "This time, it's better if this subordinate comes first, in case you wait for me again, Chairman."

Song Haichuan frowned, Wen Zifeng's actions did not make him happy, but he did not want to lose his composure in front of this unknown fellow, so he could only stand up and shake Wen Zifeng's hand. This made Song Haichuan feel like he was in a passive position.

Seeing Wen Zifeng walk out of the room and closing the door, Song Haichuan stared at the door for a long time, as if Wen Zifeng was still standing there. Just as he was about to pick up the phone, he heard the phone ring.

"Why is everything not going well today?"

Song Haichuan's hand paused on the phone and then he picked it up: "Hello, this is Song Haichuan. May I ask? Hm? He's already here. Hahaha, good, good! "I understand. Do what you need to do, and come as planned. Alright, I'll make the arrangements."

He happily hung up the phone, took out his cell phone, and answered Ouyang De's number, "Hello, Ouyang? I am Song Haichuan. "

"Aiya, Chairman Song, I know you are busy with work and unable to accommodate my time, but don't call me at this time, I am currently discussing about advertising with Guanghai's East Business Television Station."

From the other end of the phone came a slightly noisy voice, as well as Ouyang De's slightly anxious voice. "You've really arranged me a good job. In order to build a good relationship with this group of media, I've been fishing for them with advertisements every day. Aiya, this group of media people are really good at talking. It's even more tiring to deal with them than carrying cement for a day at the construction site!"

Song Haichuan laughed, "Okay, Ouyang, I know this will be hard on you. I called you to tell you some good news, your job was not wasted, and you are about to be released. After you finish dealing with this Guanghai's Eastern Merchant Television Station, immediately give me a call, I have new arrangements. "

"Really! Alright, then I'll try my best. I'll come find you later. Sigh, Deputy Station Head Liu, I'll be right here. You should drink first. Sigh, good. Um, Chairman Song, I will hang up first, let's talk later. "

Hanging up the phone, Song Haichuan walked around the Office chair a few times and threw the phone in his hand. Now that the bait was here, it was time to see if the fish could catch the bait!