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Chapter 895 I am your father, so I taught you how to be a man!

"Snapped!"

Tan Judong slapped his son's face with a slap!

Tan Zhen was stunned. Is this still the father who has been so loving to him since he was a child, never touched a finger of his own, and even quarreled with his mother several times in order to defend himself?

He expected a little remorse to appear on his father's face or eyes, but this time, he was disappointed. Not only did Tan Judong not feel guilty about hitting him at all, but he pointed at his nose and said sharply: "I will hear from you again in the future." If you say something similar, then you don’t want to go to this school. I don’t care if you don’t go to such a crappy noble school. I didn’t learn much from the good ones, but I learned a lot from the messy things! In addition, starting today From now on, your pocket money will return to the standard of 1000 yuan per month!"

"You can't do this!" 16-year-old Tan Zhen heard that his father was going to deduct his pocket money, and he didn't dare to force himself to meet his father's eyes. He almost cried out of anxiety, "Which thing did I say wrong? Isn’t the group the original battery factory? Without you, how could this Tengjiao Group have grown to a scale of tens of billions? Why does Lin Dong occupy the majority of Tengjiao Group every year? He managed Tengjiao for a year How many times have you worked in the group? Ask the new workers in the Tengjiao Group factory, how many people know about Lin Dong? But who doesn't know about you..."

"Slap!" Tan Judong slapped Tan Zhen's face again, ignoring the two slaps, and directly slapped his son's nosebleeds, Lao Gao's face was swollen, and said with a sneer: "Yo! The wings have grown hard Don’t you dare to talk back to your dad? I’m going to hear what your bastard friends taught you today? Say it, keep talking! I don’t believe you can tell flowers!”

"..." Tan Zhen was obviously a little timid, but seeing that his father really asked himself to speak this time instead of irony, he lowered his voice and spoke like an endorsement, without the slightest hint of "passionate" just now Momentum: "Tengjiao Group used to manufacture batteries. Lin Dong only provided battery technology and took the majority. This is unfair in itself! Enterprise management, resource allocation, and market development all require a lot of manpower. Material resources, financial resources and management capabilities are all on your head. It stands to reason that you should take the lead of Tengjiao Group, but in fact he only gives you a little..."

Having said that, Tan Zhen looked up at his father secretly, Tan Judong calmed down, and said expressionlessly: "Continue!"

"Also, the Tengjiao flying car was originally researched by the technicians in the factory, and the Tengjiao flying car was produced by the Tengjiao group itself, the first generation and the second generation, and now? Most of the money sold is handed over to the headquarters. Why? And... Tengjiao Group was originally able to go public with more money and greater development. The potential is no worse than that of Feilong Group and Bifang Group. Now? It is far behind in terms of strength and the importance of the headquarters. Can’t compare to these two sub-groups... that’s all!”

"Huh!" Seeing his son's attitude at the end, Tan Judong pointed to the sofa and said to Tan Zhen: "Sit down! I am your father, you are not smart, I have the responsibility! I will teach you well today, let You know why the Tengjiao Group has developed to the present, and most of the money has to be handed over to the headquarters...Why your father and I have controlled the Tengjiao Group for so long, but have no idea of ​​​​against Lin Dong!"

Tan Zhen is 16 years old and is in the rebellious period. He naturally feels fresh and exciting when others provoke his father. In addition, he feels that what others say makes sense, so he went to his father's office to question him, but he is not a fool. , his father's attitude made him understand that this time I'm afraid he was very wrong, half out of fear and half out of curiosity, he sat upright opposite his father, but his face still had a stubborn expression, obviously a look that you said But me, then I don't believe it or not.

Tan Judong was not very good at doing ideological work, but today's son's reaction made him clearly feel that if he didn't explain the truth of this foreign commissioner, there might be a huge gap between himself and his son in the future. The generation gap is so simple, it will affect the relationship between father and son.

"Remember when you were in junior high school four years ago, how much was your monthly pocket money?" Tan Judong didn't say anything directly, but asked an abrupt question.

Any card on Tan Zhen's body now has tens of thousands. If his father hadn't mentioned it, he really didn't recall his life in detail.

"... 30 yuan?" Tan Zhen recalled those days when his family was very poor, and his father took the little money he had to start a factory for business. The business was very popular for a while, and when life became more abundant, pocket money Most of the time, it was one hundred and one month, but later, at the time my father said, the battery factory was facing bankruptcy, and it was hard to say whether I could even get 30 yuan a month.

At that time, Tan Zhen was actually quite sensible. He never compared pocket money with his classmates, only his grades.At that time, Tan Zhen's academic performance was also very good.

"You still remember!" Tan Judong sneered: "Then how much are you now? Plus your mother secretly gave it to you?"

Tan Zhen lowered his head.Now a month, the family gives me [-] yuan—but my mother will secretly transfer [-] yuan to her card every month, plus miscellaneous other odds and ends. Tens of thousands a month is a common phenomenon.

"Do you know where the money came from?" Tan Judong said coldly: "You think it's based on your father's management ability and the company's human, material and financial resources? Shit! Let me tell you! If Lin Dong didn't take The technology of planting flower batteries came to the factory, and that broken battery factory has closed down long ago! Don’t say that you have tens of thousands of yuan a month, even if you don’t have 100 yuan! Let me tell you, to put it bluntly, your pocket money includes Your father's annual salary is hundreds of millions, all from Lin Dong! Without Lin Dong, you would be nothing!"

The more he talked, the more angry Tan Judong stood up, and his tone became more and more severe: "Do you think Mr. Lin didn't pay for this factory? You know that when the flower battery was first produced, how did they go to publicize it? Do you think it's just because of your father?" This old face, which was not even worth 1 yuan at the beginning, can promote the flower battery so hot? Do you think your father can make the factory so big? Let me tell you! Without Lin Dong’s technology, there is no Lin Dong Dong’s network, without Lin Dong’s explicit and secret support, the Tengjiao Group would not be able to develop at all! Even if it develops, it would have been swallowed up by others a long time ago!”

"Your father's position does not mean that everyone can do it, but anyone with a normal mind, as long as they follow Lin Dong at that stage, they can come to the present step by step! Your father is not irreplaceable! This Tengjiao Group needs everyone. Okay, but if there is no support from Mr. Lin, then wait to be eaten!"

Having said that, he slapped his son heavily on the shoulder: "Those who tempted you, none of them have a good heart! I am your father, so I taught you to be smart and to be a man! With your brain, you will still be an old man in the future." Go to school honestly, and work honestly when you graduate from university, otherwise you won’t know when you will be sold by others!”

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