God-level Trader of Rebirth

Chapter 78 The Richest Man's Office

In order to make some money to save the market, do you have to spend the rest of your life in it?
Chen Weidong hesitated.

There are many ways to raise funds, and he doesn't necessarily have to rely on the Li family, maybe he can borrow some from Lin Jiacheng?

Thinking of this, he felt a little moved and stood up directly.

Unfortunately, when I turned around, I saw Li Xi'er's expectant face.

He suddenly softened again, and really didn't know how to explain it.

"Do you dislike me for being older than you?" Li Xi'er said with a hazy mist in his eyes.

In the past, she could still maintain a sense of self-confidence, and felt that her conditions were not bad, but now she compared it, and found that she didn't seem to have any advantages.

She knew very well that to a certain extent, money was just a number.

People at this stage will not do things they don't like because of how much money they have.

"No, absolutely not!" Chen Weidong shook his head quickly.

He believed that if he answered wrongly, the company would immediately lose a driver and finances, which would definitely outweigh the gains.

"Then why are you hesitating? Even if you refuse, I will continue to be your driver and accountant. Woohoo" Li Xier said with her face covered in tears.

"real?!"

Chen Weidong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help being surprised.

"fake!"

Li Xi'er gritted her teeth angrily, rushed over, and bit Chen Weidong's arm hard.

what! ! !
There was a scream in the office.

39 degrees hot weather.

Everyone in the Antlers Building couldn't help shivering.

8 month 25 day.

Xiangjiang, No. 2 Queen's Road, Central, Huanghe Group Center Building.

A white car stopped at the entrance of the building.

The security personnel immediately went up to greet them, and kindly opened the car door for them.

A man and a woman got out of the car, they were Chen Weidong and Li Xier.

"Mr. Chen, Young Master Lin said that you should go to the 70th floor to look for him when you come." A security guard said very politely.

"Okay, I see." Chen Weidong nodded and walked quickly into the building.

The Yellow River Group Center Building has a maximum of 70 floors.

The 70th floor is also Lin Jiacheng's exclusive office floor. This floor is equipped with functional rooms such as offices, living rooms, restaurants and lounges.

At the end of the floor is Lin Jiacheng's personal office.

Lin Jiacheng, who is nearly 70 years old, will show up here on time before 9 o'clock on weekdays to start a day's work, and even work here for half a day on Saturdays.

You must not think that it is a characteristic of diligence that the boss stays in the company all day long.

Some people even have this kind of sick mentality—the boss has not left work so late, how can I have the nerve to leave work.

In fact, for them, there is no difference between being at home and at work. They eat whatever they want, sleep when they want, and naturally stay as long as they want.

The elevator in the central building of the Yellow River Group cannot go directly to the top floor.

Chen Weidong and Li Xier, led by several professional security personnel, transferred to several elevators halfway, went through layers of security checks, swiped their cards three times along the way, and finally came to this office that is called the most mysterious in the world.

"Mr. Lin, it's really troublesome to see you." Chen Weidong walked into the office, saw Lin Jiacheng sitting at the desk, and immediately laughed and teased.

"Mr. Chen, I made you laugh." Lin Jiacheng also stood up and said with a smile on his face.

Since Lin Zeju's incident, he has fully upgraded the company's security.

Although this is a bit troublesome, at least safety is guaranteed.

"Uncle Lin~"

Li Xi'er walked into the office and shouted with a sweet smile.

"Hehe, Xi'er is here too. How is your father recently?" Lin Jiacheng adjusted his glasses and asked with a smile.

"Very good, that is."

Chen Weidong saw them chatting about homework, so he looked at Lin Jiacheng's office on his own.

The area of ​​the entire office is not large, it looks like it is only 20 square meters, but this is the base where he manages more than 30 countries around the world and nearly 8000 billion assets.

Next to his office chair, there is a 24-hour terminal that can monitor the rise and fall of the Yellow River Group's stock price at any time.

At the same time, there are 6 landlines around the desk, and each landline corresponds to a different authority, which can be used by Lin Jiacheng to communicate with different people at any time, obtain business information and issue instructions.

Only the front side of the office is a wall, and the rest are floor-to-ceiling windows.

Standing in front of the window, you can have a sweeping view overlooking Victoria Harbour.

At sunrise and sunset every day, busy small boats cross the sea, shuttling between the north and south banks, fishing boats, cruise ships, sightseeing boats, and the sea level, you can have a panoramic view.

Such a layout implicitly implies Lin Jiacheng's commercial ambitions based on Xiangjiang and looking at the world.

Standing here, Chen Weidong only felt a feeling of being the top of the mountain and looking at the small mountains.

Maybe.

When you are looking at Victoria Harbour, it is also staring at you, quietly recording the vicissitudes of this era.

On the only wall in the office, there are two paintings and calligraphy works hung on it.

One is Zheng Banqiao's original "Sound of Bamboo" worth over 10 billion yuan.

Another calligraphy work is a pair of couplets, the poems of Zuo Zongtang, a famous general in the Qing Dynasty:

Make the first-class vows, form the middle-class fate, and enjoy the lower-class blessings.

Choose a high place to stand, find a flat place to live, and walk toward a wide place.

"Mr. Chen, do you also like to study calligraphy and painting works?" Lin Jiacheng came behind him at some point and said with a smile.

"It's just some experience, not research." Chen Weidong waved his hand hastily and said.

How dare he play tricks, this business can only be played by people of a certain age.

"Mr. Chen, I see you have been staring at this couplet, do you know the meaning of these two lines?" Lin Jiacheng looked at him and asked with great interest.

Chen Weidong secretly thought that he actually tested himself on the spot. Fortunately, his foundation in Chinese studies is not bad.

He thought for a while and said: "People should have great ambitions, only seek middle-level fate, and live an ordinary life."

"You should look far ahead when looking at problems, behave in a low-key manner, and leave room for doing things."

"Awesome! I didn't expect Mr. Chen to have such an insight at such a young age. It's really rare!" Lin Jiacheng's eyes lit up, as if he was very satisfied with the answer, and praised repeatedly with his thumbs up.

"Mr. Lin, this is your office. It should be your way of life." Chen Weidong also smiled, always feeling that Lin Jiacheng was using him to praise himself.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect someone who didn't graduate from high school to know this." Li Xier couldn't help teasing after listening to him.

"Hehe, poetry appreciation is the most basic quality of Chinese people, unlike some people who have studied abroad for a few years and then forget who they are." Chen Weidong said calmly with his hands behind his back.

"hateful."

Li Xier's teeth itch with anger, but it's not easy to attack directly.

Lin Jiacheng also couldn't help sighing: "Mr. Chen, I heard that you just dropped out of high school, I don't think it looks like that at all!"

(End of this chapter)