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Chapter 1932 Opening

The entire venue is larger than the conference room. There are several simple round tables with cups made of bamboo tubes on it, which look bitter and bitter.

The lights above the head are very bright, and the chandeliers above are like pearls in the night, bright but not ostentatious.

A chic woman is playing the guzheng in the corner, with a beautiful sound.

Zhang Chen took a casual look.

"In 2017, the characteristic aromatherapy is currently worth 30,000 yuan, and the future is worth 30,000 yuan."

There are only 30,000 aromatherapy here, not to mention others.

Zhang Chen said to Dong Ya: "Arrang to sit down with brothers and sisters."

Dong Ya nodded and called immediately. Within 5 minutes, the position was divided and Zhang Chen sat at the highest position.

Logically speaking, at the beginning of this kind of party, the organizer should say a few words.

Dong Ya came over to remind Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen was unprepared and felt a little embarrassed to stand up.

"Young Master, I'll give it to you." Dong Ya secretly put a piece of paper in Zhang Chen's hand.

It turned out that Dong Ya had expected this situation and wrote her opening remarks on paper.

Zhang Chen looked at Dong Ya gratefully and cleared his throat.

"Dear brothers and sisters, today is a happy day. This is the first time Zhang Yimou has built a group. Many people know me, but there are also people who have

Zhang Chen was chanting the words on the paper dryly. To be honest, Dong Ya's opening remarks were written at the beginning. Some were old-fashioned, but they were all very contagious. He hoped that everyone could help the company and make progress together. But.

"Everyone, be quiet." Zhang Chen clapped his hands.

"My opening remark was not well said just now. I want to repeat it. It happened that the food did not change. I will tell you what I think."

Zhang Chen thought for a while, then grabbed a few melon seeds and sat on the table, without a suitable shape. It didn't look like a leader's speech. Instead, he looked like relatives sitting on the table chatting.

Zhang Chen said: "Some people know the situation of the company, while others don't. I told my new brothers and sisters that the company is still in debt."

Some of the people below were dull and obviously realized this, but a few young people looked at each other in surprise, obviously not knowing it.

Actually, when I was busy with business, I no longer want to do business, I just wanted to spend money. I haven't succeeded yet."

This is Zhang Chen’s true intention. It can be said that in the first half of the year, he easily swept the Lin family. It is precisely because of this that he doesn’t want to do these things by himself. He just wants his father to take the money back.

"Young master, drink some water." Dong Ya came over with the water. She didn't want Zhang Chen to continue.

Others’ bosses give employees chicken soup, you are very good. The dream of salted fish and meat lying on the ground is not inspiring at all.

"I'm not thirsty!" Zhang Chen shook his head, as if he ignored Dong Ya's intention. He continued to shout: "Since the oath has been broken, I can't become the second rich generation for the time being. I can only make money. I have also considered what to do. Just as I thought about it, Dong Ya brought people here."

"At that time, I found out that I became the boss and young master that Dong Ya mentioned, but I was a creditor, a young master who was owed debt."

The crowd started to laugh.

Zhang Chen coughed for a while and said, "Actually I'm very unhappy. I'm full by myself and my family is not hungry. I did what I wanted to do. My dad suddenly made me a mess and wanted to take over."

"Mr. Zhang, do you think our company is messy?" Then a girl said.

She used to be an employee of Sweetheart App. Now she is Zhang's new employee.

Dong Ya quickly blinked at Zhang Chen. If he admitted, what would the people below think?

But Zhang Chen just nodded: "Yes, it's messy."

Some newcomers were caught in the hustle and bustle. If they didn’t want to taste the taste of Mingzhu Villa, they wanted to leave on the spot.

What a great boss! Acknowledge that the company is a mess!

"Do you think Miss Dongya is a burden?" asked a young man.

"Yes, that's what I thought at the beginning." Zhang Chen nodded.

Dong Ya's face became a little ugly, and even if you really thought so, you couldn't say it.

Even the old employees brought by Dong Ya changed their faces, and they were eager to leave on the spot.

"That's not accurate. Now I think Dong Ya is a little stupid. They can find a job or go to the company at will. I think they are doing well. Dong Ya is now in charge of the company's affairs, but which leader did you see is so miserable? She was saving money for our company just now

People want to laugh, but they feel a little sad.

Going out to work means making money, just like Dong Yagang. He didn’t make money and was worried that the company would not have enough money.

Dong Ya bit her red lips. She didn't know what Zhang Chen wanted to do, but she was also a little aggrieved.

She is in the Zhang family, and she is really ordinary.

Several other employees are considering resigning.

Zhang Chen didn't care about them. He opened a bottle of beer and said, "This is a mess my father made. I am my father's son. It makes sense to take over this chaos. These people have nothing to do with my father. Why can we do this?"

"I don't want to understand this question. So far, I think Dong Ya is silly and cute."

"Just when Dong Ya and his old staff asked me to save some money, I felt a little bit, but I couldn't tell what it was."

"I think it's because they're afraid that the mess will fall completely, even if it doesn't. To put it bluntly, they don't feel safe."

"I want to enhance everyone's safety awareness and make the company a reliable pillar for everyone. We don't need to consider when the company goes bankrupt, what to do when it goes bankrupt, and how to support this stall. These things should be considered by me, not Dong Yacai, not a group of old employees."

"You just think about how much money I can make and how much money I can make for this project, that's what we should do."

"Like this meal, you just want to think about whether it's delicious. You don't need to think about how much money you have. The boss can't pay the bill! What happens when you check out."

"Eat well, drink well. I was the first person to hit me when the sky fell. What do you want to do before I fell? As long as I.

Everyone cheered, and Zhang Chen moved the chopsticks first.

The dishes at Mingzhu Villa are really good. Zhang Chen's mouth is full of oil. Dong Ya sat on Zhang Chen's left, but he didn't taste it.

She knew that Zhang Chen said that these were all to let everyone down and have a good meal, but Dong Ya had no way to eat without pressure.

How much?

I'm afraid that this meal will not be able to be eaten without two million yuan, and the money is not so profitable. What's more, if you don't have money, the publicity fee will probably have to go out for a meal.

"Xiao Hu, you are under too much pressure." Give that painting to Dong Ya." Zhang Chen said to Li Xiaohu who had eaten a lot of wine.

Li Xiaohu immediately put his painting in front of Dong Ya.

"What is this?" Dong Ya's beautiful face revealed a hint of surprise.

Zhang Chen swallowed the things in his mouth and said carelessly: "Isn't the company short of money? Sell the painting."

"Sold this?" Dong Ya looked down.

Dong Ya doesn’t know much about painting, but he has seen art exhibitions abroad before. So is the painting in front of him a little clumsy?

What's more, Li Xiaohu threw the painting away before. If this painting was really valuable, wouldn't Li Xiaohu throw it away like that?

Dong Ya felt even more uncomfortable.

Zhang Chen ignored Dong Ya and went to get the crabs.
Chapter completed!
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