Chapter 923: Hoping for Father's Success

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming didn't plan to pretend anymore.

He snorted coldly, then gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! If the plan I made doesn't satisfy you, then you don't have to give me a plane ticket.

This is a waste of limited resources."

The director didn't refute, but nodded and said: "Go and get busy."

After Zhang Ming left the venue, the director slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

After a moment, he looked at the projection screen behind him expressionlessly and said: "Finish it, don't hide after you finish it!"

After the voice fell, the figure of the warden walked out from behind the screen.

He looked at the director with a smile and said, "Haha! I really didn't misjudge you.

You are completely different from your serious father.

If your father could be half as good as you, he would have taken off long ago!"

Hearing this, the director rolled his eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will mess up? I don't say I know nothing about business, but I know almost."

The warden shook his head and still smiled and said, "If I mess up, I mess up. Our family situation is already like this, how bad can it get?"

Hearing this, the director snorted coldly, "Ha! You are open-minded!"

Hearing the director's cold words, the warden was not angry.

He patted the director on the shoulder with a smile, and then whispered: "What should we do? The pressure must be shared.

You can't put all the pressure on my shoulders? My old bones can't bear it."

Speaking of this, the warden paused, and then continued: "It's Zhang Ming, our shelter's previous funding source, he has a large part of the credit.

As for business vision and means, I don't think there is any problem.

But you, after he makes a business plan, can you understand it?"

Hearing this, the director said with some laughter: "Just kidding! Why should I understand it?"

Hearing this, the warden's expression froze.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "So you just want to give him some pressure?"

The director nodded indifferently and said: "What else?

As long as he can make a complete and detailed plan within one day, doesn't it already prove his ability?

If I don't trust him, what do I need him for?"

After listening to the director's words, the warden fell into deep thought.

What the director said makes sense.

Because this business plan is not an ordinary plan.

It involves a brand new currency system and a brand new type of business.

And the people doing business with humans are no longer humans, but some life forms that cannot be understood in the universe.

With such a huge amount of information, it would take more than a day for ordinary people to digest this information.

And Zhang Ming not only has to digest all the information within a day, but also write a complete and detailed business plan based on this information.

This is simply an impossible task.

Even if the plan written by Zhang Ming has loopholes and is not even reasonable.

But it can also illustrate his ability from the side.

The director also said before that Zhang Ming's decision-making direction tends to be stable.

Such a personality is only suitable for bottoming out, not for market development.

In other words, the director did not expect Zhang Ming to come up with any powerful plan.

The warden guessed that no matter what kind of plan Zhang Ming came up with, it would eventually be discussed by everyone else before it could be finalized.

Moreover, the director also emphasized to Zhang Ming that it was a plan that satisfied him, not a plan that satisfied everyone.

In other words, as long as Zhang Ming came up with a plan within one day, the plan would be a plan that satisfied the director.

Even if Zhang Ming finally knew the truth, he could not find an excuse or reason to target the director.

After figuring out the key, a trace of relief flashed in the depths of the warden's eyes: "Finally, there are people who can be used in this world!"

After sighing in his heart, the warden patted the director's shoulder again: "Very good, in some aspects, you are much better than your father!"

The director shrugged indifferently and said: "Why do you always compare me with my father? Speaking of which, where did my disappointing father go?"

Hearing this, the warden's face suddenly darkened.

He frowned and said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "You are disrespectful! You have to change this!"

The director raised his hand to push the warden's hand away, and then said calmly: "I have been looking forward to my father's success in the first half of my life.

Since my father is unreliable, I have to take over myself?

Don't say you are disrespectful. If I gain power one day, I dare to pull out my belt, dip it in iodine and hit him in the face!

Believe it or not, he will still smile and praise me for my literary and martial arts, and thoughtful thinking!"

As soon as these words came out, the warden's mind immediately had a picture.

The next second, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and then he sighed and said: "Forget it, the relationship between you two father and son, I, an outsider, can't intervene.

You can do whatever you want!"

After that, he left the venue with his hands behind his back.

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A day later, a thick business plan really appeared on the director's desk.

After flipping through a few pages, the director threw it aside.

Then, he picked up a document that had been prepared long ago and told his assistant to wait a few minutes before delivering it to Zhang Ming.

On the other side.

Zhang Ming was sitting at his desk.

The ashtray on the desk was piled high with cigarette butts.

He had two big dark circles under his eyes and his hair was messy.

His suit was wrinkled and covered with cigarette ash.

There were several holes on the suit that were burned by cigarette butts.

In addition to him, there were a group of old colleagues in Zhang Ming's office.

These people also had two big dark circles under their eyes, and the ashtray on the desk was already full.

At this moment, no one in the office was talking, and everyone was just puffing on their cigarettes.

The office was filled with smoke, and everyone was waiting for the final result in silence.

It had been nearly five minutes since they handed in the plan.

If nothing unexpected happened, the director was already looking at the plan they had worked on late at night.

Before that, they had already discussed it.

If the plan did not satisfy the director, then they would leave here with Zhang Ming.

They had even thought of where to go.

That was the battlefield on the front line.

After a few minutes, someone finally couldn't stand this heavy atmosphere.

"Old Zhang, do you think the plan we made can satisfy that arrogant kid?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "I don't know!

I only know that we have tried our best!"