Chapter 69 Mr. Chen is Poison
Old men are narrow-minded.

Adding a prefix can avoid misunderstanding.

However, when Liang Weining thought about her own face and secretly glanced at the boss's handsome and mature features, she realized that they were not even remotely similar in any way.

Who would be so blind as to think that they are father and daughter?

In this life, she only has one father, Lao Liang. Apart from him, no one else is worth mentioning.

In a short period of time, the brainstorming session has swept through several rounds.

Sitting by the window, Chen Jingyuan raised his hand to smoke with a calm expression, and took in the girl's absent-minded look without making a sound. He knew what she was thinking about at the moment without even thinking.

My sister has an overly active mind.

Therefore, some things need to be corrected in time to avoid any more trouble.

When going downstairs, Josie walked in front, Liang Weining was in the middle, and two meters behind him, the boss was walking down steadily while talking on the phone.

In the parking lot, an adult and a child sat in the car, waiting patiently and quietly for the head of the family to finish their business and then happily set off for the Ocean Park.

In the rearview mirror, the boy could not hide his excitement and joy.

Seeing this, Liang Weining asked casually: "Josie likes Ocean Park?"

The latter nodded.

Ok.

"Daddy's sister used to take him out to play when he was a kid. Whatever Daddy likes, I like too."

His sister.

She is the eldest daughter of the Chen family.

"Your aunt?"

Josie nodded.

The next second, she suddenly thought of something and shook her head, a little confused, "Daddy doesn't let me call you aunt."

If not call her aunt, what else can I call her?

Liang Weining asked the reason.

Josie was helpless. "Daddy said I would understand when I grow up, but I'm going to be eleven soon. I'm not a kid anymore. At what age do you consider yourself an adult?"

At what age do you become an adult?

In fact, Liang Weining also wanted to know the answer.

For example, she, a 22-year-old adult, is still a little kid who can't make her parents worry in their eyes.

Liang Weining admitted that in terms of life, her self-care ability is indeed quite poor compared to her best friend.

But even if I order takeout and eat instant noodles every day, I won’t starve to death.

Teacher Xie and Lao Liang just love to worry about things that don't go on.

This topic came to an abrupt end when the boss opened the driver's door.

Glancing at the person beside him without leaving a trace, Chen Jingyuan asked in a gentle voice, "What were you talking about just now?"

The girl was serious.

We didn't talk about anything.

Josie sat upright in the back row, her pretty face full of innocence.

Everyone, big and small, is playing dumb.

And hides a secret.

Chen Jingyuan raised the corner of his lips slightly, didn't ask any more questions, and started the car with a normal expression.

Twenty minutes later, we arrived at Ocean Park.

Although there is no luxurious chartered tour as imagined by rich people, Mr. Chen is indeed a qualified and patient father.

At least in the upper class, few people can do this and are willing to take time out of their busy schedules to watch dolphin shows with their children, ride the aerial cable car, go to the bird paradise, and experience the dream water city.

It was also the first time that Liang Weining witnessed such a rare side of the boss.

Mr. Chen came down to earth, noble and warm.

This sense of reality is more like poison.

Liang Weining is the seriously ill patient.

Josie had a great time during the tour and Secretary Liang also benefited from it.

The towering Ocean Skyscraper, the thrilling Mine Train, the Speed ​​​​Tour, as well as the tropical rainforest adventure and water rafting.

One big and one small, screaming the whole time.

In the waiting area for the amusement projects, Chen Jingyuan sat there quietly with a cigarette between his legs, his gaze long and distant, with a tenderness and doting look in his eyes that was rarely seen in normal times.

Some emotions are thin, not because they are missing, but because they are difficult to express.

In some mysterious way, Mr. Chen is making attempts and changes.

In the back hill, in the Ocean Park control room, in front of the huge LCD screen, the manager carefully checked the surveillance footage of each area with a magnifying glass and asked the staff, "How is it, have you found it?"

The latter shook his head.

Could it be that Mr. Chen has left?

Every New Year’s Day, there is no large-scale clearing of the area.

At Mr. Chen's request, everything remains the same.

But even if things remain the same, the managers of the amusement group still dare not let down their guard.

The safety of the young master of the Chen family is the most important.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared again.

That night, Ocean Park received a huge remittance.

Twenty million.

Mr. Chen donated large entertainment equipment in his personal name.

This is the price for a day trip.
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After the New Year's Day holiday, the Board Office began intensive preparations. The annual high-level performance review meeting will be held on time at 3 pm.

This is related to the promotion of many senior executives, including the position of director of the investment department.

As far as this position is concerned, the most intense competition currently lies between the two original deputy directors.

Of course, this is what the secretarial assistants say.

Vivi even made a bet. Analyzing the current situation, there will definitely be no less than five candidates for promotion this year. If she loses, she will reluctantly sell the Chanel classic CF black gold that she has treasured for many years and treat everyone to a meal at Amber, the top fine dining restaurant in Hong Kong.

Amber is very seductive.

Several assistants were eager to try, and secretly asked the little boss what her chances were of winning if she gambled with Vivi.

odds.

Liang Weining typed on the keyboard without looking away, and wrote two words, "A sure win."

When everyone heard this, they were instantly excited.

Vivi is in danger.

Four o'clock in the afternoon, in the top floor conference room.

The atmosphere during the judging session was serious and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Mr. Chen, dressed in a black suit, sat at the top center. On the left and right sides below were the three vice presidents of the group and two other veteran shareholders who represented the chairman.

After all the performance reports were finished, the senior executives returned to their posts and waited for the good news of promotion.

Secretary Liang stood quietly beside the boss, watching the slender hand pick up the pen and sign the three characters "Chen Jingyuan" at the bottom of the evaluation form.

The boss's handwriting is just like his personality, vigorous and powerful, with a hidden edge in his calmness and stability.

But as I put pen to paper today, I feel an added sense of oppression.

Secretary Liang leaned over and reached out to take the watch. Mr. Chen did not raise his eyes and told the girl in a calm tone, "Read it out for everyone to hear."

It is about the boss's final decision on promotion quotas and job candidates.

Tense moments.

Secretary Liang's hand holding the evaluation form was as steady as a rock, and his words were clearly heard by everyone present.

Manager Qiao was promoted to Director of Investment Department.

Gone.

This is the only one, and it was beyond everyone's expectations.

The vice president was surprised: "Mr. Chen, what do you think is wrong with the others?"

Especially the two original candidates for the Investment Department.

According to the group's practice, at least one of them should be promoted, and it would never be the turn of a small supervisor.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of several judges, Manager Qiao's participation in the election was just cannon fodder, and he was not even considered.

Who would have thought that at the last moment, Mr. Chen would—

Everyone looked towards the main seat, waiting for the person in charge to speak.

In such an atmosphere, the air was silent and still.

Everyone held their breath.

Just then, there was a "click" sound.

Liang Weining glanced sideways and saw the sound of the boss putting the Montblanc pen back on the table.

The pen body is covered with translucent dark blue lacquer, and the pen cap is inlaid with the iconic white star brand logo and three embossed name rings. Regardless of the material or craftsmanship, this fountain pen embellished with a hand-refined gold-plated rhodium-plated nib is top-notch.

Just as she was immersed in the expensive price tag of the pen, a man's voice came from the side, "Secretary Liang, tell me, what's wrong?"

what.

Liang Weining: ? ?