Vol 6 Chapter 757: ask for contempt

In the brightly lit business center, a group of middle-aged people who looked organized at first glance walked through those young people who still seemed full of energy after a day of intense work.

But from their gloomy faces, it can be seen that they were not at all infected by the vigor and vitality of these young people.

Jiasheng's attitude is already very clear.

Not only the dining was downgraded to the staff restaurant, and the accompanying staff were also changed from vice presidents to ordinary employees.

In other words, there is no accompanying person at all, but the two who occasionally serve them in the afternoon, guide them to the restaurant.

Although I know that this is also the style of Jiasheng, although the level of Jiasheng's staff restaurant is really not lower than that of most restaurants outside, but with such a degraded treatment, who is not in the head?

But what is even more depressing is that Jiasheng not only has the strength to hang them so far, but Jiasheng really has a reason to hang them this time.

Yang Gang, who was mixed in the crowd, silently suffered various censures from all directions, and he could only endure silently to these people who had no spirit of contract.

I also blame myself for underestimating, no, blame the media, blame the people I have inquired about and those who have dealt with Feng Yiping, don't you say that Feng Yiping has a very good temper, and he doesn't have any airiness?

Look at it now, I have carefully organized a delegation with such a strong strength. He actually said to let it dry and let it dry for a day. Why is this so good-tempered?

But there was no way. At this time, he also had to suffer. The path he chose, even if he was kneeling, would have to walk down in tears.

Someone in front of the team called, "Old Chen?"

He saw that Director Han Anchang of the Major Special Project Office of the Ministry of Science and Technology was shaking hands with a middle-aged man in the lobby in surprise.

Only then did he realize that in the lobby at this time, they were not alone. Around the smart wing gate, there were a lot of middle-aged people like them with official air. He was in a daze. Which ministry building did I go to?

"Why are you here?" Director Han asked this acquaintance who had dealt with several times.

"I was entrusted by the city to follow up on Jiasheng's investment in the semiconductor field,"

Director Han was a little surprised and pointed at the people next to him, "So, everyone is..."

"Yes, Mr. Feng is too tight now, we can't make an appointment, so we will come over here every day to see if we can bump him off work here,"

This...this is too incredible, Yang Gang couldn't help thinking, how could Feng Yiping be so crazy?

This really has nothing to do with Feng Yiping. Jiasheng has repeatedly told these people that he has no time, really no time, but these people still want to try their luck, what can be done?

Not let them come?

That is even more frantic.

This Lao Chen, who has lived here for two days, did nothing about his own affairs, but he helped Yang Gang a lot.

At least, we can still sit upstairs, right?

Sure enough, he clearly felt that after this episode, the leaders' spirits suddenly became much calmer.

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The upstairs is still the same as they had seen at the beginning. At this time, it seems that few people are off work.

Yang Gang couldn't help but compare it in his heart. As for the state and spirit of the employees here, his company might not have the chance to catch up.

Frankly speaking, as a business leader, what he yearns most is that at this time, the office is still so busy.

For an enterprise, many times, such a busy state reflects the vigorous development of the enterprise.

Hey wait, is there someone in the office over there? He looked intently, yes, he was right, Feng Yiping finally sat in the office, is this finally coming to see us?

Everyone also showed joy, so that's not bad.

However, they were too optimistic again.

Feng Yiping was there, but didn't mean to come out to see them. He sat behind the table, facing the computer, without even looking up.

Feeling the somewhat depressed atmosphere, Yang Gang said with a smile, "Everyone has to understand, proud, of course, a little bit of air. Everyone should be familiar with their restaurant. Guests don’t even have the right to order food. The restaurant is so big. , Let alone people?"

Such complaints made the atmosphere a little more active, "I think, everyone will wait..."

But someone interrupted him immediately, "No, Mr. Feng is not putting on airs,"

The voice was the only one in military uniform.

Speaking of it, this can be regarded as a non-staff personnel. Yang Gang did not move to the headquarter, but the headquarter sent a representative.

Yang Gang is about to refute with a smile. Someone already agrees with Comrade President Han. It is President Han, "Why does President Feng need to do such a thing?"

Many people suddenly choked silently.

Yeah, Feng Yiping said that he didn't see them, and he said that he left it to dry. How could it be necessary to show them this way?

Even when their superiors came, Feng Yiping wouldn't necessarily pay for those things.

Yang Gang didn't know how to do it, "Blame me, blame me, this is because they know why we came, but we are also because..."

Someone interrupted him again, "Oh, something is moving,"

Similarly, when they were doing work, they had heard it several times. Who would be patient to listen again?

Besides, who still doesn't know what the plan is behind those high-sounding reasons?

But since I didn't hold on for a while and nodded, I would better hold on for a while now.

Yang Gang gulped back.

In the office, Feng Yiping finally got up from his desk, but everyone quickly became discouraged because two elderly foreigners walked in.

Someone who has read the information of Jiasheng on the Internet probably tells it, "It seems that they are two foreign vice presidents of Jiasheng, Drucker in charge of human resources and Palmat in charge of cost control."

I vaguely saw that Feng Yiping poured wine for the two of them, and it turned out to be his own. We drank tea all afternoon.

They also saw that the girl who always had several people behind her, should be Feng Yiping’s secretary, walked in with a plate, and someone said, “It seems like, spring cake?”

Today is the time to eat this.

Watching Feng Yiping take the plate, "This is him, he hasn't eaten yet?"

Everyone was surprised.

It seems that they really haven't seen Feng Yiping go out.

For a while, several of them felt a little disappointed.

"Mr. Yang, do you think we need to die here and wait?" someone asked.

People are really busy.

Not to mention what they are here for, just say that they can be regarded as decent people, and want to use such a compulsive way to let Feng Yiping see them. It is really a little...not on the stage.

"Everyone, wait a minute," I felt that his investment might be overwhelming, and his own plan also made Yang Gang, who had the possibility of dying out of disease, decided to make the last effort. He just raised his hand and immediately put it down. , Asked people passing by, "Where are you Mr. Zhou?"

He originally wanted to shout Feng Yiping, but as soon as he raised his hand ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he somehow persuaded him.

Two minutes later, he waited for a reply, "Zhou will be there soon,"

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This time, Zhou Xingyu's "one meeting" was finally shorter. When they got down to the lobby in half an hour and were about to leave, Zhou Xingyu rushed to him, "Sorry, I'm very sorry, it was too busy today."

The leaders did not have the strength to speak at this time, and smiled reluctantly.

Speaking of it, it's boring.

Yang Gang, who hadn't achieved his goal at all, couldn't help it, "Yes, Mr. Zhou, of course you are a high-powered person, of course very busy, but do you think we have no work to deal with?"

Zhou Xingyu smiled, "I know that, Mr. Yang, you may be busier, because we have always been busy with our own work, but Mr. Yang is different. You always worry about other people's work, right?"

Yang Gang's face sank suddenly.

"Hehe, we admire such behavior," Zhou Xingyu smiled, but everyone could see that he was mocking. "But I'm sorry, we may not be able to learn from Mr. Yang, you are so passionate about old ways. We have always insisted on managing ourselves well. Companies to grow, instead of focusing on other companies,"

Zhou Xingyu stopped smiling and looked at Yang Gang faintly. I gave you a face, but since you want to send your face to my feet, you have to step on it twice, respecting your wishes.

Yang Gang's face suddenly became as black as the bottom of a pot, and the thoughts behind the magnificent reasons were whitewashed. He really felt that his face had nowhere to rest.

Seeing him turning into anger, Zhou Xingyu smiled slightly, who cares?

"I hope this can be regarded as good news. I just coordinated with Mr. Feng. He can spare half an hour to come after 12 o'clock tomorrow. Tomorrow, I am looking forward to your arrival."