Chapter 163 Fate
I have a very deep impression of the man's facial features. I saw him near the Shichahai scenic area a few months ago. He was leaning on the back seat of a multi-million dollar car, and his profile was almost overlapping.

Shen Fu had a photographic memory for people's faces and would never make a mistake.

Later, I contacted Director Zhuang, who had checked the information of China-Hong Kong Group. There was no doubt that the person who just passed by was the executive director of Party A, Chen Jingyuan.

As for the girl, all you could see clearly was the pearl on her earlobe, which flashed by and was as white as snow.

Often, women have a keen sense of smell.

I was right.

In order to please the beautiful woman, the rich man booked the screening room in S District. Coincidentally, the other party was the person in charge of the "big factory" mentioned by President Xin.

Shen Fu did not study who that "beautiful lady" was.

It doesn't matter, he's not interested.
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After watching the movie, the boss took her to have a midnight snack at a Beijing cuisine restaurant deep in the alley. The light porridge looked inconspicuous, but it was rich, fragrant and smooth in the mouth, with a long aftertaste.

Unfortunately, Liang Weining had eaten popcorn in the cinema and his appetite was limited.

A little regretful.

Before leaving, Chen Jingyuan promised her, "I'll come with you next week when I'm free."

"What if you're not free?" the little girl asked.

As he walked downstairs with her in his arms, he said in a steady tone, "Invite the chef to our house and cook it now."

Stunned.

The boss's thinking is indeed unusual.

I remembered a story. In order to please his favorite concubine, the emperor of a certain dynasty tied a folk cooking god who was over 70 years old into the palace. It turned out that the cooking god was a supporter of the previous dynasty and would rather die than cook.

The implication is not good.

Liang Weining grabbed the man's sleeve and said, "Forget it, let it be. It's just a bowl of porridge."

The man remained silent and wanted to hear the reason.

The little girl said seriously: "Capitalists, you should spend your money wisely."

And teaching the big guys how to do things.

Chen Jingyuan just felt that this sentence sounded familiar, and it should be traced back to last year's charity dinner.

For the first time, she let down her guard in front of him, sat beside him with a soft and drunken breath, and crossed out the zeros after the fifty million, leaving only five hundred thousand.

She said that as the chief secretary, she had the responsibility and obligation to help her boss save money.

"Capitalists also have selfish motives." Chen Jingyuan hugged the girl into the car and considerately fastened her seat belt. In the soft white light, he spoke the truth in a gentle voice, "Before that, I must first satisfy my own spiritual needs."

Liang Weining understood the meaning.

Tell her not to feel too burdened about spending her boyfriend's money.

When we returned to Xiangyue Mansion, it was almost ten o'clock.

After taking a shower and going to the study, the boss handed her a document and asked her to open it and take a look.

At first, she didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was related to the upcoming medical rehabilitation products. But when she read the first few lines, she was stunned.

"Establish a business unit, take on the position of supervisor, and end the rotation?" He looked at him in disbelief.

Overreaction.

Chen Jingyuan sat down on the chair in front of the table, put his arm around her waist, and turned the document to page eight with his other hand.

The little girl lowered her eyes and read carefully.

It's not enough to describe the shock in his heart. When did he start preparing for all this? Setting up a new department in the company is not only cumbersome, but also takes enough time to build the internal framework. Most importantly, if the management cost is increased unnecessarily, will the board of directors agree?

"Mr. Chen, I—"

After a two-second pause, Liang Weining said seriously, "I feel unworthy of this."

"Tell me about it." Chen Jingyuan expressed his desire to hear the details.

She didn't know how to start the conversation. In short, she thought: "First, it's my age. Second, I'm inexperienced. Third, I have no name to teach me. The company may not accept my advice."

Her worries were justified.

Even every hit hits the core.

Without refuting, Chen Jingyuan only asked: "If the opportunity is in front of you, even if it is a huge challenge for you, are you willing to try it?" Huh?
Boss, why do you say this as if it's a joke?

A separate department was set up just to let her give it a try.

Wouldn't that be too ridiculous?

Liang Weining calmly gave his own opinion: "It is one thing to be willing to accept a challenge, and it is another to risk your prestige."

To put it bluntly, I'm afraid that I won't live up to my expectations and will damage Mr. Chen's wisdom.

Seeing through the little girl's thoughts, Chen Jingyuan chuckled and folded his arms, resting his chin on her soft hair, and said in a gentle voice: "In your words, this is a mutually beneficial cooperation."

Don't understand.

"Mr. Chen made me successful, but who did I make successful?" she asked.

Chen Jingyuan skipped the content and went to the last page of the document. He took off the pen cap and signed at the bottom. His tone was slow but inexplicably convincing.

He said: "You are the only one who can achieve your success. In a few years, you will understand that I, your guide, am the biggest beneficiary."

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Staring at the three powerful words at the end of the document, Liang Weining fell silent.

When she first came to China and Hong Kong, her ultimate goal was not a secretary position at all.

No one can hide their ambitions from Mr. Chen, including her.

During my four years in college, I focused on the stock market from the first day I entered school.

She didn't believe in fate until one sunny day, when she was bored and sat on the famous boulder by the artificial lake with her mobile phone in her hand, and bought her first 9771.

I was surprised to find that it coincided perfectly with her date of birth.

My brain seemed to be driven by a magical power, and without any professional analysis, I invested most of my living expenses for half a month in one go.

It's crazy.

After forty-five days of ups and downs, he adjusted his portfolio and increased his investment, and earned his first pot of gold, enough for eighty-eight hotpot meals.

since then.

9771 became her lucky number.

In the dark, Liang Weining is trying hard to run towards his destiny.

Mr. Chen is right, the only one who makes her successful is herself.

"So when you came upstairs that night, under the pretext of asking me to report on my work, it was actually a disguised performance report. You never intended to approve my resignation application."

Chen Jingyuan agreed with a firm tone.

Open your desktop computer and log into your email.

"Everything is in accordance with the company's articles of association, reasonable and legal." Chen Jingyuan reached out and turned the computer screen towards her, reassuring her: "Ningning, this is what you deserve."

A joint recommendation letter from the Marketing and Human Resources departments, as well as the profit report of the medical rehabilitation line.

After reading it, Liang Weining couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The boss's actions are flawless, and the authority from the top plus these two things are enough to convince everyone in the company.

He allowed her to do what she wanted without any worries.

"What plans do you have for the future direction of the business unit?" Chen Jingyuan slowly leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and asked the first question.

After concentrating for a few seconds, Liang Weining already had the answer.

"I benefited a lot from attending the summit last time. I wonder if we can integrate medical rehabilitation into technology, combine traditional industries with AI, and create a full range of product lines, can the brand serve more people and more fields? Will the blueprint for the future be broader and brighter in a few years or even a dozen years?"

After listening to her explanation quietly, Chen Jingyuan did not react. He placed one hand on the girl's waist and tapped the armrest with the other hand leisurely, as if he was evaluating and considering.

The long silence made Liang Weining dare not blink. He stared at someone motionlessly, afraid to miss any subtle expression on his face.

Finally, I couldn't sit still anymore.

Ruan Xiang threw herself into Mr. Chen's arms, hugged his neck with both hands, and shook him: "Is it okay or not? Just give me a straight answer."

Acting coquettishly with great dignity.

It was visible to the naked eye that Chen Jingyuan's expression gradually melted away his doting. He tilted his head and kissed the girl's hair. His Adam's apple moved as he gave her affirmation, "It's a coincidence."