Chapter 2907 Asking for Trouble

In the brightly lit business center, a group of middle-aged people who looked organized at first glance were walking among young people who looked still full of energy after a stressful day of work.

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

Jiasheng's attitude is already very clear.

Not only were the meals downgraded to the staff restaurant, but the accompanying staff were also changed from vice presidents to ordinary employees.

In other words, there was no escort at all, just the two people who occasionally served them in the afternoon and guided them to the restaurant for dinner.

Although I know that this is considered Jiasheng's style, and although the standard of Jiasheng's employee restaurant is really not lower than most restaurants outside, who would be offended by such a downgraded treatment?

But what’s even more depressing is that not only does Jiasheng have the strength to do this to them, but it also has a reason to do so this time.

Yang Gang, who was mixed in the crowd, silently endured all kinds of accusations from all directions. At this time, he could only silently endure these people who had no spirit of contract.

I also blame my own lack of expectations. No, I blame the media and the people I have inquired about who have dealt with Feng Yiping. Didn’t you say that Feng Yiping has a very good temper and no airs at all?

Look at it now, I have carefully organized such a strong delegation, but he actually did it as soon as he asked, and even did it for a day. How can he be so good-tempered and have no airs?

But there was no other way. At this time, he had no choice but to suffer. The path he chose, even if he was kneeling, he would have to walk with tears.

Someone at the front of the team called out, "Old Chen?"

When he saw it, 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 they were not alone in the lobby at this time. There were many middle-aged people with official auras like them scattered around the smart wing gate. He was in a daze for a moment. Which ministry building have I arrived at?

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

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

Director Han pointed to the people next to him in surprise, "So, everyone is..."

"Yes, Mr. Feng is too busy for time now and we can't make an appointment, so we come here every day to see if we can catch him here after get off work."

This... this is so unbelievable, Yang Gang couldn't help but think, 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, so what can be done?

Don't let them come?

That would be even more crazy.

This old Chen, who has been living here for two days, has no results at all in his own affairs, but he has helped Yang Gang a lot.

At least we can still sit upstairs, right?

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

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The upstairs was still the same as when they first saw it. At this time, it seemed that not many people were off work.

Yang Gang couldn't help but compare it in his mind. With the state and energy of the employees here, his company might not have a chance to catch up.

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

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

Hey, wait, is there someone in the office over there? He took a closer look. Yes, he read it correctly. Feng Yiping was finally sitting in the office. Is he finally coming to see us?

Everyone also looked happy, which was pretty good.

But again, they were too optimistic.

Feng Yiping was over there, but he had no intention of coming out to see them. He was sitting behind the table, facing the computer, without even raising his head.

Feeling the somewhat depressed atmosphere, Yang Gang said with a smile, "Everyone has to understand. Jiaozi, of course, is a bit presumptuous. Everyone should be familiar with their restaurant. Guests don't even have the right to order. The restaurants are all so presumptuous." , let alone a human being?”

Such complaints livened up the atmosphere a little more, "I think everyone can just wait a little longer..."

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

The one who spoke was the only one in military uniform.

Speaking of which, these can be considered non-staff personnel. Yang Gang did not participate in the final assembly, but the final assembly took the initiative to send representatives.

Yang Gang was about to retort with a smile. Someone already agreed with the general assembly comrade's opinion. It was Dean Han, "Why is it necessary for Mr. Feng to do such a thing?"

Many people were speechless and choked.

Yes, Feng Yiping said he couldn't see them and just let it dry, so there was no need to show off to them like this?

Even if their superiors come, Feng Yiping may not bother with those things.

Yang Gang couldn't see it, "Blame me, blame me. It's because they know the reason why we came, but we also do it because..."

Someone interrupted him again, "Oh, there is movement,"

They have heard similar words several times when they were asked to come to do the work. Who has the patience to listen to them again?

Besides, who doesn’t know what the plans are behind those high-sounding reasons?

But since I couldn't hold on for a while and nodded, I should hold on for a while longer.

Yang Gang swallowed his words depressedly.

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

Someone who has read Jiaqiang's information on the Internet can probably tell, "Those seem to be Jiaqiang's two foreign vice presidents, Drucker in charge of human resources and Palmater in charge of cost control."

I could vaguely see Feng Yiping pouring wine for the two of them. It turned out to be one of his own. We drank tea all afternoon.

They also saw that the girl who always had a few people behind her, probably Feng Yiping's secretary, walked in with a plate. Someone said, "It seems like, spring cakes?"

Today is the time to eat this.

Looking at Feng Yiping taking the plate, "He hasn't eaten yet?"

Everyone was surprised.

It seemed that they had never seen Feng Yiping go out.

For a moment, several people felt a little uninterested.

"Mr. Yang, do you think it is necessary for us to wait here forever?" someone asked.

They are really busy.

Let's not talk about what they came for. Let's just say that they are respectable people. They want to let Feng Yiping meet them in such a coercive way. It's really a bit... unflattering.

"Everyone, wait a minute." Yang Gang, who felt that his investment might be in vain, and that his plan might end in vain, decided to make a last-ditch effort. He just raised his hand, and immediately put it down again. , asked the people passing by, "Where is your Mr. Zhou?"

He originally wanted to shout at Feng Yiping, but as soon as he raised his hand, he gave up for some reason.

Two minutes later, he received a reply, "Mr. Zhou will be here in a minute,"

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This time, Zhou Xingyu's "moment" was finally shorter. When they went down to the lobby to leave half an hour later, Zhou Xingyu rushed over at a trot, "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, I'm really busy today,"

The leaders didn't have the strength to speak at this time, so they smiled reluctantly.

Speaking of which, it is asking for trouble.

Yang Gang, who had not achieved his goal at all, couldn't help but said, "Yes, Mr. Zhou, a person with such a high position and authority like you is of course very busy, but you also think that we don't have any work to deal with?"

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

Yang Gang's face suddenly sank.

"Haha, we admire such behavior very much," Zhou Xingyu smiled, but everyone could see that he was mocking, "But I'm sorry, we may not be able to learn from you, Mr. Yang. We have always insisted on managing ourselves well. companies to grow, rather than always focusing on other companies.”

Zhou Xingyu stopped laughing and looked at Yang Gang calmly, "I gave you face, but since you want to put your face at my feet, I have to respect your wishes and step on it twice."

Yang Gang's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. The thoughts behind the high-sounding reasons were just revealed. He really felt that his face had nowhere to put it.

Seeing his angry look, Zhou Xingyu smiled softly, who cares?

"I hope this can be considered good news. I have just coordinated with Mr. Feng. He can spare half an hour after 12 o'clock tomorrow. I am waiting for you all to arrive tomorrow."