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"...It's just a thought, why do you refuse?"

At this moment, Mr. Peng glared and said: "Do you think that if Feiya goes bankrupt, I will become a poor middle-aged man and I will not be able to help you realize your ideals, but I will need your pity?"

"Mr. Peng, it's such a huge injustice. How dare we think like this?" Bao Longtu looked aggrieved. Since they knew each other well, he certainly knew how rich Mr. Peng's net worth was, even though he couldn't call it that.

Billionaires, but definitely above the level of tens of millions.

Bao Longtu didn't know the exact number of millions, but he was certain that given Mr. Peng's character who didn't like luxury, having such a net worth would definitely be enough for him to live a prosperous life for the rest of his life.

In fact, many rich people are like this. They have made enough money that they will never spend in a lifetime, but they still work hard and never retire easily. The reason is nothing more than careerism.

Of course, careerism is a more pleasant term, and there are also some more popular terms, such as desire for power, the pleasure of controlling everything, the pleasure of being able to give orders, the pleasure of responding to a hundred responses at once, etc. The terms are different, but in short they all mean the same thing.

Anyway, they are unwilling to give up this kind of spiritual enjoyment. This is also a common problem of many high-ranking people throughout the ages.

Mr. Peng doesn't want to retire so early, but his health doesn't allow it, so he has to retire.

"Mr. Peng, you misunderstood." At this time, Fang Yuan also explained: "You have helped us a lot in the past few years. We can no longer accept your kindness and cause you trouble."

"Yes, that's what I mean." Bao Longtu nodded quickly and said, "It's hard to repay favors. You don't want us to be in debt before we officially start a business, right?"

"quibble."

Having said that, Mr. Peng didn't hold on to this matter anymore, and asked instead: "What are your thoughts on starting a business? As someone who has experienced this, I should be able to give you some advice."

"We are just waiting for your words, Mr. Peng." Bao Longtu said excitedly: "We plan to..."

"Dad, are you feeling better?"

Before Bao Longtu could draw the blueprint, Peng Qingya walked in, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. The breeze blew outside the window, and a wisp of fragrance floated. I don't know if it was the body fragrance of a beautiful woman, or the fragrance of delicate flowers.

"Ya'er."

Mr. Peng greeted him happily and then introduced: "You should know these two, Bao Longtu, Fang Yuan..."

"I know, you are your right-hand man and savior." Peng Qingya smiled slightly and said generously: "Speaking of which, I also want to thank you for sending my dad to the hospital for emergency treatment..."

"It should be a matter of course." Bao Longtu said first: "I have always been a very public-spirited person, let alone Mr. Peng. Even if an old stranger falls, I will still... take pictures first and then help him up.

.”

"... Anyway, I still want to thank you two." Peng Qingya pursed her lips and smiled, then walked to the bedside, took away the slightly withered flowers, and replaced them with fresh and delicate flowers.

"Dad, how do you feel?"

After straightening the flowers, Peng Qingya asked with concern: "Is your chest no longer tight?"

"It's okay, it's just that the wound is healing and it's a bit itchy." Mr. Peng waved his hands gently and said, "Just follow the doctor's instructions and take medicine on time, and you'll be fine in a few days."

"That's good." Peng Qingya beamed with joy, and then tidied the somewhat messy sheets with her hands. She also took out a small comb to help Mr. Peng comb his unkempt hair...

A few grown men would never pay attention to such trivial matters, and this also shows how attentive a woman is.

Seeing this situation, Fang Yuan was also very discerning and immediately said goodbye: "Mr. Peng, we have something else to do, so let's leave first and see you later."

"Okay, I estimate that I will have to recuperate for ten days and a half before I can be discharged from the hospital. If you have anything during this period, you can come to me to discuss it at any time." Mr. Peng nodded lightly and waved goodbye.

"etc……"

At this moment, Peng Qingya turned around and said, "Can you wait a moment? I happen to have something to discuss with you two."

"Huh?"

For a moment, both Mr. Peng, Fang Yuan and Bao Longtu were a little surprised.

"Work matters..." Peng Qingya added, and then accelerated the process of combing President Peng's hair. After a while, she stopped directly, then took out a small mirror and handed it to President Peng, asking him to check his appearance.

"What about Feiya Company?"

At this time, Bao Longtu hesitated and said: "Is there a problem with the archive information?"

"That's not true..." Peng Qingya shook her head slightly, looked back at Mr. Peng, and then raised her delicate white hands: "You two, let's go out and talk, okay?"

"sure."

Look at the Buddha's face without looking at the monk's face. Even if Peng Qingya is not Mr. Peng's daughter, Bao Longtu will not refuse such a request because she is a beautiful woman.

When Bao Longtu agreed, Fang Yuan would certainly not object, so the two of them slowly followed Peng Qingya out of the ward and came to the garden terrace downstairs with a bit of confusion.

The hospital's greening project is well done, with lush flowers, trees, and large branches and leaves in full bloom, cutting off the hustle and bustle of the city and naturally creating an atmosphere of tranquility.

"Here, on behalf of Grand Hyatt, I would like to apologize to both of you."

After walking out, Peng Qingya didn't waste any time and went straight to the point: "On the day when I took over the affairs of Feiya Company, there were employees of Junyue Company who had personal grudges and took the opportunity to report it publicly."

"After Mr. Yang found out about this, he severely punished him and fired him. At the same time, let me apologize to both of you, and I hope that you two can understand that this is just an example, a personal behavior of a black sheep, and cannot represent us.

The overall image of the Grand Hyatt company.”

While speaking, Peng Qingya said solemnly: "Mr. Yang said that the two of them are rare talents. It's just that they lack an opportunity to display their talents and a platform to express themselves. That's why their reputations are so low, so much so.

The little rat Xiao kicked his nose and face, and his innocent people were humiliated..."

"We at Junyue Company will never sit back and watch something like this happen, nor will we let our pearls be covered in dust, talents buried, and heroes useless. Therefore, Mr. Yang asked me to implore you two to join Junyue Company to develop together, improve together, and achieve

Win-win.”

At this time, Peng Qingya's melodious voice was full of temptation: "I think with the talents of the two of you, you will definitely be able to take Junyue to a higher level, and in this process, you two can also take advantage of Junyue."

Platform, constantly accumulating own strength, and finally becoming famous and becoming a famous designer..."

"It sounds very reasonable." Bao Longtu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Fang Yuan with a strange expression: "Miss Peng, are you poaching? Does Mr. Peng know?

Do you know this?"

"My dad doesn't know."

Peng Qingya said calmly: "If I had invited the two of them to join Feiya before it was acquired, I would have been suspected of poaching. But now that Feiya has been merged into Grand Hyatt, if the two of them had not resigned, maybe we are already colleagues.

"

"Of course, there may be some misunderstandings that may have caused the two of you to have prejudices against Grand Hyatt, so Mr. Yang asked me to express my apology and formally extend the invitation to the two of you based on the principle of not losing talent."

While narrating, Peng Qingya took out two folders from the leather bag she carried with her and handed them over: "You two may wish to take a look, we at Junyue are still very sincere..."

"Let me see..." The documents were all handed to him. Bao Longtu couldn't bear to accept them. After taking them over, he immediately opened them and looked at them: "Hey, consultant? Not a designer?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Peng Qingya glanced at the side and quickly explained: "The one you are looking at belongs to Mr. Fang, and the other one is yours."

"What's the difference?" Bao Longtu was stunned for a moment, then he simply opened another folder, and then slowly compared it. After a moment, his expression changed, and he shouted: "Why, why

He has an annual salary of one million, and I am just a small senior designer?"

"Senior designers are not small, and their commissions are also very high." Peng Qingya reminded weakly: "As long as you complete a few big projects, your annual salary may not exceed one million."

"The problem is, his basic salary is one million." Bao Longtu angrily said: "He gets one million without having to do anything, but I may not have one million for my hard work. It's too unfair."

"This..." Peng Qingya panicked, her face a little confused, directly revealing her cute and cute nature: "I don't know, this is what Sister Shi ordered... Oh, oops, I should separate the documents for you.

watch……"

"Senior sister? Who is that?" Bao Longtu was very keen and noticed something unusual.

"I can't say..." Peng Qingya stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, with a bright blush on her face: "Well... let's start over, okay?"

"Uh..." Bao Longtu was dumbfounded, a little stunned. In the blink of an eye, the elite white-collar woman in the workplace immediately turned into the confused and cute little girl next door. The contrast was too great.

"No need to bother."

For a moment, Fang Yuan couldn't help but laugh, and waved his hands gently: "We know what's going on. Please go back and tell Mr. Yang that we will seriously consider her proposal."

"Really?" Peng Qingya's eyes lit up: "That's great... Please consider it seriously and be sure to give us an answer."

"Okay!" Fang Yuan chuckled and said, "You go back and take care of Mr. Peng first. We will contact you after we think about it later."

"Um."

A flash of joy flashed across Peng Qingya's eyes, as if she had completed some difficult work, with a somewhat relieved expression, and then she walked away briskly. Xianbu was very happy and in a very good mood.

"Wanzi, pinch me."

"Why?"

At this time, Bao Longtu was a little confused: "Why is President Peng's daughter changing so much? Is it my hallucination? Give me a pinch and see if it hurts..."

"Pinch yourself." Fang Yuan said angrily, "It's normal for a twenty-year-old girl to have a changeable temperament."
Chapter completed!