Chapter 1819

For President Dama, all he could do was answer the phone so that the company's senior management would not become a "black household" in the Ali Group.

After all, it was a company of Daxia Country, and the two sides had a friendly cooperation experience. Huang Chaoren did not want to make the relationship between the two sides so stiff.

After he hung up the phone, uploaded the information to Xiezhi, and tagged it so that the assistants in the president's office could see it, he wanted to end this sudden work and continue to fight the "Boss", but unexpectedly, not long after he hung up the phone, another call came in.

"I am Zhang Lijian, the person in charge of Taobao Tianmao Group, Director Huang, you must listen to me, we are also wronged..."

For this kind of person who cried out injustice right at the beginning, and even the voice of the call was a little hoarse, Huang Chaoren frowned subconsciously.

He suddenly felt that he should not answer the phone today. After all, it was his vacation time. If he answered the work call, the company would not give overtime compensation!

However, since the other party had called him, Huang Chaoren could only hold back his helplessness and comforted him: "I already know part of the general situation. Please rest assured that our Jiuzhou Technology's legal department, public relations department, and operation department will never embarrass teammates or blame partners.

I also believe that there may be some small misunderstandings here. I will help your company build a communication channel.

Besides, our two companies are already cooperative enterprises, so you don't have to be so anxious.

Well, that's it. I still have to contact other people, so I'll hang up the phone first."

No matter whether the other party heard what he said clearly or not, Zhao Chaoyang hung up the phone decisively after he finished speaking, and set up call forwarding for his business phone. If someone calls his office phone through other channels later, his assistant will transfer these calls.

Then, Huang Chaoren walked towards the slender figure not far away.

After running around outside for so many years, he had long been a little tired.

It's like a sharp sword. After fighting outside for so long and participating in one battle after another, the metal has been fatigued.

And now, Huang Chaoren feels like he has found a scabbard for his sword.

Although her figure is not as breathtaking as that of a big foreign horse, her gentle temperament can quietly blow into his heart like a spring breeze.

"This painting? I heard that the writer was inspired to paint it when he watched the Kyushu lunar spacecraft landing on the ground at close range. But I feel that this painting is a bit too orthodox. The lines and colors are more serious. It is not as good as the one in the "Star Sea" series, which transforms the spacecraft into various demons, gods and Buddhas.

There are conflicts between religious cultures, and there are many remarkable aspects in the painting skills."

Liu Ruoyin heard the male voice beside her make such comments, and the corners of her gentle mouth smiled.

"When I saw that painting just now, I was almost scared. I don't know what kind of mental shock the painter received after seeing the spacecraft landing, which led to such a painting.

I hope he can relax a little.

An, just like this painting, it is grand and regular. I think his mental state should be much better."

Thinking of his old friend who descended from a high place to the bottom, Huang Chaoren smiled and said, "It should be. His mentality has always been good."

"An, by the way, let's eat a mandarin duck pot tonight. I want to slowly adapt to your hot pot in Xishu. My stomach was barely able to accept it last night."

"Slowly adapt? Do you want to settle down?

Well, I know there is a hot pot restaurant in Xinke District that is very good. I heard that the meat used in that restaurant is all organic meat shipped from Xuancheng, and the taste is excellent."

Thinking of the products of his old friend's hometown, Huang Chaoren decided to take Liu Ruoyin to the tea garden in Xuancheng sometime to let her taste the difference between Xishu tea and Hujian tea.

"Well, let's split the bill. I know the cost of living in Xinke District is not low. Although you and I are both cooperative users of Jiuzhou Technology, I have a special fund for eating good food."

"Well, split the bill, I still have a 50% discount coupon here, so I won't pay."

"Okay, you can actually draw such a big discount coupon, where did you draw it? I have a best friend, she didn't draw any takeaway coupons when she traveled to Xinke District last time. I heard that there are no Meituan, Ele.me, Dianping and other platforms in Xinke District, all of which are provided by Jiuzhou Business.

I haven't seen any discount coupons issued."

Seeing Liu Ruoyin slightly Huang Chaoren touched his temples with a slightly wrinkled brow, smiled and nodded, "I have a friend who is an employee of Jiuzhou Technology. He has a channel for internal discount coupons, and he can give them to relatives and friends. Since he and I slept in the same bed in college, I can still get some benefits from Jiuzhou Technology in the new area.

And Jiuzhou Technology's internal senior employees have many free discounts. If you successfully pass the Jiuzhou registration certificate after this study, maybe I will have to use your coupons in the future."

Because the company's senior executives now have targeted micro-makeup and plastic surgery, Huang Chaoren is not worried about his identity being leaked.

And he did not lie to the other party.

At the beginning, Gu Qing really slept in the same bed with him, well, it was just because his sheets were not washed and the other set was dirty, so they barely made do for two days.

While Huang Chaoren was still attacking the boss, Zhang Lijian, the head of Taobao Tianmao Group, was still gritting his teeth and growling: "Damn Jiuzhou Technology! Damn channel dealers! You don't dare to answer the phone, right?!!"

But before he finished speaking, a call came in.

Zhang Lijian picked up the phone and wanted to throw it on the floor.

But after seeing the name on the caller ID, he forced himself to take a deep breath and hold back his outburst of emotions.

Then he controlled his tone and answered the phone.

"Mr. Ma, I'm here."

It hadn't been long since the meeting ended, but the voice on the other end of the phone was a little low, as low as a devil in the dark shadows.

"Let Zhou Chaoyang handle the matter on your hands. Half an hour later, you and other senior executives who got into trouble, come to my office. There is a meeting here that requires your participation."

Without giving Zhang Lijian time to reply, the phone was hung up.

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After taking a deep breath, Zhang Lijian put the phone steadily on the desk, and then sat down in the chair with empty eyes.

He has always known that his own group is not simple. In addition to Mr. Ma and several other presidents, there are some other forces behind it as the financial backers and real managers.