I'm not interested in relationships

Light Year Technology
Wang Xiaoxiao's office welcomed a rare guest today, and Fang Qiong also came after hearing the news.

Fang Qiong is the only one among the ordinary employees of the group. She does her best to do her job, but has no desire for promotion, and focuses on a Buddhist lineage.

But no one can control him. For some reason, Fang Qiong's management authority belongs directly to the general manager's office.

Leisurely lying on the sofa, leaning on Tang Xi's sweet legs, rubbing her face against the cool and smooth skin of her thighs, Fang Qiong opened her mouth, and Tang Xi stuffed a small cake into her mouth.

"Cool!"

Fang Qiong sighed sincerely, and asked, "Didn't you go to the capital, why did you come back?"

"As soon as I joined the company, I followed the team to the branch to help."

Tang Xi shook his head and sighed: "Because Light Year's technology is becoming more and more powerful, Douyin has swallowed up too many markets, and our byte volcano video has nowhere to escape. We can only save costs and optimize a lot of people. The headquarters sent people to I came to take over some work, such as publicity and so on."

"Then you might as well come here to work." Fang Qiong suggested, "It's so lively together."

Wang Xiaoxiao looked up at Fang Qiong: "I'm going to resign too."

"what??"

Fang Qiong got up from the sofa suddenly, Nian Gao had already broken up with Liang Fei completely, and she lost a super thigh.

If Wang Xiaoxiao leaves again, she still has a backer.

Tang Xi looked at Wang Xiaoxiao strangely and asked, "Why?"

"It's not good to stay by his side all the time." Wang Xiaoxiao said, "Liang Fei bought an e-commerce brand targeting young people as the customer group, and he planned to let me take care of it, and I agreed."

"If, I said if"

Wang Xiaoxiao looked at Fang Qiong and Tang Xi: "If you are willing, we can do this business together."

Fang Qiong nodded immediately: "I am willing, I will go with you!"

"What about you?" Wang Xiaoxiao asked Tang Xi.

Tang Xi thought for a while, then shook her head: "I'll forget it, you're right, staying together is not good for everyone."

NIO Headquarters
"Li Bin, in ancient times, you were a fool. No, to say you were a fool is flattering. You are a fucking retard!"

"For the position of chairman, you listened to the words of a bullshit local tyrant and fired so many old colleagues who have worked for us for many years. Why, is it because they think Liang Fei's choice to build a factory is the right one!"

"You only stare at the petty profits in front of you, building a factory, and building a factory is what our car companies should do most!"

"Now it's finally my turn, right? Okay, I quit!"

After Liang Fei, another co-founder was kicked out of Weilai's power core, but this co-founder was different from Liang Fei, he chose to quit directly.

Take what belongs to him and leave decisively.

It's not that no one has fought against it, but that no one can wrestle with Li Bin except Liang Fei.

Everyone always thinks that as the helm of an enterprise, a boss who has made a fortune from scratch and has worked hard to make a fortune, he should be strategizing, cautious in words and deeds, and thoughtful.

But why are there always those bosses who are successful and famous, who can always shock ordinary people with witty remarks in public?
To sum it up in two words, it's gone.

If you are surrounded by countless subordinates every day, everything will be done with you as the center, and your ideas will be the highest criterion in everything.

You will always stand in the center of the crowd, and the last one you hear is the wise boss, and countless more sycophants. Over time, you will have an illusion.

Everyone was drunk and I woke up alone.

Director's Office

Xu Guyong's secretary was sitting on his lap, her eyes were like silk, her black silk thighs were dangling, and Xu Guyong was still in charge.

"Hey buddy, have you reached the lighthouse yet?"

Xu Guyong was on the phone with Liang Fei, but Meiyan's secretary was not idle either.

Xu Guyong felt annoyed, so he directly pushed the secretary under the table, and then gestured with his eyes.

The glamorous secretary understands.

Xu Guyong took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and continued to report to Liang Fei on the other side of the ocean: "Zhang Zhi also quit, and had a big fight with Li Bin, the kind that completely tore his face."

"Besides the two vice presidents, I am the biggest one now. No, those two vice presidents are not worthy to lift my shoes."

"Let's, what, close the net when we continue, maybe I will be the boss of Weilai."

Liang Fei on the other end of the phone wondered if Xu Guyong had asthma, and stuttered: "Brother, are you running?"

"Ah yes, I'm running."

Xu Guyong pinched the edge of the desk with his hand: "What should we do now?"

Liang Fei: "I will send someone to talk to Zhang Zhi. He is a professional and will be helpful to the future development of car companies. By the way, if so many executives quit at once, who will make up for the original shares?"

"We two, you also have a share of the money I paid."

"Then it's OK, brother, start closing the net, and prepare to attack Li Bin on the board of directors. It's best to let him quit by himself." Liang Fei said comfortably, "But if he doesn't want to face himself, I will help him face it."

"OK!"

Xu Guyong hung up the phone, stood up refreshed, looked at the beautiful secretary who rushed into the bathroom, and stretched comfortably.

After zipping up his pants, Old Xu Youzai ordered: "Call all shareholders, I want to chat with you as a co-founder."

"Understood, Mr. Xu."

The glamorous secretary was reapplying her lipstick and took orders immediately.

Xu Guyong raised his secretary's chin with a smile: "After completing this errand, I will promote you to be the deputy director of administration."

That's why Liang Fei always called Xu Guyong sober in the world. He knew too well that the Yingying and Yanyan around him all came for the benefit.

Otherwise, why do you just accept it and be satisfied with any request?

Could it be because of true love?

Manhattan

After Liang Fei took a nap at the hotel where he stayed, the executives of the branch company were waiting outside, and they wanted to report to their boss as soon as possible.

Because of Liang Fei's arrival, the local media made a very gimmicky headline.

[The young rich man from the Red Empire arrives in Manhattan, which is full of curiosity and hostility towards him]

During the interview, Liang Fei was also in Chinese throughout, with Song Mici as the interpreter.

"Mr. Liang, we still have a guest and want to chat with you."

Song Mici acted as Liang Fei's private secretary in Manhattan, very competent and attentive: "He is a young congressman who comes from a prominent political family in New York and has just inherited his father's constituency."

He is said to be young, but in fact he is almost 40 years old, but for the profession of parliamentarian, it can be said that the future is boundless, and he may even run for president in the future.

Liang Fei knew this congressman, and he provided a lot of help (protection) to the North American branch of Light Year Technology.
Of course, Lightyear Technology must also provide certain rewards.

Liang Fei nodded. This time in Manhattan, besides finding out the people and things in the branch, the most important thing is to see the 'customs and customs' here.

It's the same everywhere.

"Mr. Charles."

The tall senator with blonde hair and blue eyes entered the room, looking like a typical elite white man.

"Mr. Liang."

After they shook hands and sat down, Liang Fei said to Song Mici, "Sit."

Song Mici nodded, and just about to sit down, Liang Fei said again: "Sit on my lap."

Charles: "???"

Song Mici looked at Liang Fei in astonishment, but still suppressed her shyness and sat sideways on Liang Fei's lap, with her hands on his neck, her face flushed.

Charles was obviously not surprised by this situation, and smiled heartily: "Mr. Liang, I originally thought that Chinese men are hard-working and hardworking. They don't seem to be interested in anything except work."

Liang Fei smiled: "Maybe it's because I'm not at home, so I can't let go of the restraint."

Charles lit a Cuban cigar and shook his fingers: "No, many people have lived in the United States for two or three generations."

"That's not my home either." Liang Fei hugged Song Mici and put her hands on her slender waist, "That's right."

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Liang, your product is very popular throughout the western world, and it is a must-have APP in the hands of young people. Everyone has a new way of entertainment. I want to congratulate you. Such a grand event seems to be coming back to you." Back when Twitter first came out.”

"It's ridiculous."

Liang Fei smiled: "I would like to ask you, Mr. Congressman, to take care of you in the future."

"Ah, the rhetoric from Neon." Charles nodded with a smile, "But I don't like Neon people. Many elders in my family died in the Pacific Ocean."

Yo, descendants of the fourth class.

The following topics are sensitive and should not be shown.

After chatting for more than an hour, Song Mici sat upright on Liang Fei's lap for more than an hour, suffering from back pain.

When Charles stood up, Song Mici immediately stood up and sent him downstairs with Liang Fei. After watching the car leave, Song Mici slapped his waist.

"Mr. Liang, may I ask why?"

With her hands in her pockets, Liang Fei turned around and walked towards the hotel: "Shouldn't you thank me for sweeping away a troublesome suitor for you?"

Song Mici caught up with Liang Fei and helped him press the elevator button: "How do you know?"

"This is my company, and I want to know him like the back of my hand."

Liang Feichong smiled at Song Mici: "I don't like the sense of imbalance when things are out of control."

In the next few days, Liang Fei's schedule was very tight, going to the university to give lectures, setting up scholarships, building relationships with local Chinese chambers of commerce, and at the same time rearranging the personnel of the North American branch.

Promote Song Mici as the vice president, and take full charge of the docking work with the headquarters.

Before leaving, a group of executives sent Liang Fei to the building, and Liang Fei shook hands with his subordinates one by one to bid farewell.

"Oh, by the way, give me the car keys, and I'll go shopping by myself."

Liang Fei was thinking about buying some gifts for his family, while Liang Cheng and Liang Jing were talking about wanting brand-name bags, many of which were not available in China.

It's annoying to get used to hugging before and after, but sometimes it's better to be alone.

Tang Ruijie was worried: "Mr. Liang, you are not familiar with this place, why don't you ask Mr. Song to accompany you?"

"A vice president to accompany me shopping?"

Liang Fei waved her hand and refused: "With such a high annual salary, let's ask her to do her own job."

After speaking, he got into the car and drove away slowly.

The traffic lights at the intersection were flashing, and Liang Fei's car had just started when a large car whizzed past and slammed into it.

Liang Fei's car was instantly shattered, and after rolling continuously, it hit the building.

"Boss Liang!!"

Tang Ruijie saw the accident happen with her own eyes, and rushed forward screaming.