Xueba digs a hole and waits for you to jump

Chapter 185 The male ticket is the benefit of a top student (2)
"Son! What are you doing to Dad!"

"Shang Xiaoer, is your family interested in hardware?"

"Hardware? I'm not interested, that thing is simply useless now!"

"Then hurry up and cultivate interest for me. Within a month, I want to see Jin Liang Hardware change his surname to Shang!"

Shang Zhengxi was confused by what Guan Xu said. Everyone knows that the hardware industry is in a downturn. What's more, the market share of the hardware industry is almost saturated. Why put money in such a place where there is no profit?
"Guan Xu! Don't fucking say that the wind is the rain. The labor and management are very busy, okay? If you make false testimony today, you will accept the company tomorrow. Do you really think that the labor and management are your secretary?"

Before Shang Xiaoer could finish cursing his mother, the bald old Wang knocked on the door and came in. Guan Xu waved at him, signaling him to sit down first.

"Stop talking nonsense, the young master will help you prepare everything, and you just wait to collect the money!"

"That's great! You..."

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As soon as Shang Xiaoer heard that he could get money without doing anything, he was happy to ask about it, but Guan Xu hung up the phone directly, and the smile on his face froze when he saw the money.

Guan Xu also has his reasons for not getting involved in the hardware industry. The official tutors from a young age always seek refinement but not excess. Although Chuyang Group only involves in three industries: real estate, venture capital and publishing, each of them is the industry leader. The status is beyond doubt.

Although Nine Days involved a wide range of businesses, they were all under the background of electronic technology. Guan Xu didn't plan to be in the hardware industry, so naturally he wouldn't create such a burden for himself.

But the Shang family is different. The Shang family belongs to the kind who can get involved in any place. Although they are not good at any of them, they add up to a lot, and their influence in the entire city of A cannot be underestimated.

Guan Xu, who hung up the phone, looked at the time, planning when to pick up Hongdou for dinner, and casually asked the bald old Yang:

"The old king next door is gone?"

"Uh... let's go..."

The bald old Yang put the CD on Guan Xu's desk while answering. When he went to tidy up the meeting room, he accidentally saw the same scene. He tensed up and felt a cool wind blowing over his head.

Guan Xu glanced at Lao Yang, whose hands were shaking and his legs were weak, and deliberately played tricks, "Old Yang, you can take it, this is a high-quality product, and even island countries may not have this level!"

The bald old Yang looked at his boss's appearance and scared his chrysanthemum tight, thinking that he might turn from bald to bald.

"No, no, Mr. Guan, you should keep it..."

Lao Yang took a few strides back, almost touching the glass. The look of preferring death to obedience was like forcing a good man into prostitution, but this good woman was older and uglier.

"Okay, let's get down to business, you asked Xiao Duan to change everything in the meeting room."

"Officer, Chief Officer, didn't the tables and chairs in the meeting room just be replaced two months ago?"

"Change it, the old Wang next door has been sitting there passionately for so long, it's scarier than the table and chairs that have been used for ten years..."

That's right, Guan Xu is obsessed with cleanliness, where did that old man make a table full of toilet paper, how could Guan Xu bear it.

"Understood, Mr. Guan, I have nothing to do, I'll go to work first..."

Seeing Guan Xu nodding his head, the bald old Yang almost ran out of the office as if fleeing.

Guan Xu was in a good mood after being tortured by Lao Wang next door, while Tang Hongdou was tortured by the calculus problem, life would be worse than death.

"My God! How can there be such inhuman things in this world!"

Tang Hongdou bit the tip of the pen, grabbed a handful of hair, and took a deep breath to suppress the prehistoric power in his body that wanted to tear up the calculus textbook.

(End of this chapter)