National Tide 1980

Sure enough, as soon as Ning Weimin contacted Zou Guodong on the phone, Zou Guodong asked him in a bad tone on the phone about the fact that he had been missing for nearly half a month.

Ask him why the Japanese side said that he returned to China, but he was not seen in the country?

Ning Weimin could only delay the attack first, using excuses to talk about it in person, and then hung up the phone in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, when he walked into Zou Guodong's office at the agreed time, he was treated even more indifferently.

This day is already the end of August 1986.

More than twenty days have passed since the last time Ning Weimin came to Pierre Cardin China Headquarters to report that he was scared away.

Although the tension in the company has eased a lot compared to some time ago, the company is still very busy.

The sound of phone calls, typing sounds, and the sound of office equipment... it was continuous and a lively scene.

The two little girls at the front desk still had no time to rest. While answering the phone, they also had to check the invitation letters for the model contest and pack gift boxes for the contest.

Apart from telling Ning Weimin that General Manager Song Huagui was very busy these days and had constant important social activities outside, they never stopped.

Under such circumstances, Ning Weimin was naturally embarrassed to ask the front desk to stop what he was doing to take care of himself.

In fact, it was Ning Weimin who took care of himself - went to the tea room and poured himself a cup of tea, then found Zou Guodong's office and knocked on his door.

As for the first thing Ning Weimin saw after entering the door, he was Zou Guodong sitting in front of a huge desk, buried in a high-backed leather swivel chair, answering the phone and recording something.

He knew how tired Zou Guodong was, just from the fact that his suit was hanging on the back of the chair, that he was so busy that he was sweating, and that his eyes were bloodshot.

So even though Zou Guodong clearly saw Ning Weimin, he turned a blind eye and didn't even bother to give him a gesture to greet him. Ning Weimin was too embarrassed to say anything.

He sat on the sofa waiting for guests and listened to Zou Guodong's continued words.

"Listen, we must start the construction on time. When the weather gets cold, it will be difficult to dig the foundation. Let's find a way to solve the problem of building materials together. I know that Wen Rod is very nervous now. You can continue to help me. I Well, try to find friends who are looking for supplies. Yes, the building materials must meet the standards. It doesn't matter if the price is a little higher, but the quality cannot be ambiguous. Okay, old classmate, budget is dead, but people are alive. Just work harder. I'll treat you well as soon as work starts. But I really missed something big and it's hard for you and me to explain. Okay, okay, that's it, goodbye!"

It was only then that Ning Weimin found an opportunity to dare to talk to Zou Guodong.

"Mr. Zou, what I heard on the phone is that our company is talking about building its own building. What's the matter? The residents have been resettled and the ground is about to be broken? The progress is going quite smoothly. Next we should Let’s hold the groundbreaking ceremony and have a celebratory drink..."

Who knew that Zou Guodong was not smiling at all, but he still said to him with a straight face, "Don't smile playfully with me. I have no intention of joking with you. You have a leisurely life, and you went abroad as soon as you came up with an idea. You don't have to worry about any specific matters." No matter. What is going well? You are standing and talking without pain in your back. Let me tell you, there were many twists and turns in the middle, and there are still a lot of trivial things going on right now. Especially for domestic building materials, just disorderly price increases are not enough. Forget it, the key point is that they are all used by speculators to speculate. If you really want to buy them and use them, you can't find suitable goods at all. Do you know how anxious I was to get things to this point? Just open up all the yamen. , how many meals did I lose just for accompanying you with drinks?..."

Ning Weimin looked at Zou Guodong's face, which suddenly looked ten years older and looked tired. How could he have the nerve to defend himself?

I can only praise him with a sneer and derogatory attitude.

"Mr. Zou, thank you for your hard work. You are the one who can work harder. To be honest, in the whole company, you are the best at doing practical work. If you want me to do this, I can't even find a clue. Not only will it worry me to death, I can never handle it as efficiently as you do..."

However, this hand was of no use to Zou Guodong. Zou Guodong looked at Ning Weimin seriously and continued to question.

"Stop doing this and praising yourself for your foresight, right? Tell me, where have you been these days? Why don't you report back to the company when you return to China! Do you know how many things the company is busy with now? ? But it's good for you. There is no trace of me as soon as I come back. You didn't come until the money order was about to expire. Do you still have a sense of responsibility? In name, you are my deputy. Is this how you do things for the company? Although you are a shareholder of the company It’s true, but Mr. Song has been busy lately with the modeling competition and the visit of two French stars to China. No matter how big a shareholder you are, you can’t be bigger than Mr. Song, right? You are so good, you are just a child of our company. A young master, Yangzi, knows how to move his mouth..."

Ning Weimin blushed at being told that, and Zou Guodong almost called him a "waste" who could only eat but not work.

But no one is a fool. Zou Guodong's reason for accusing him was clear and practical, and he could not refute it.

The name "Young Master" and the extended meaning it represents can only be accepted silently.

"Mr. Zou, your criticism is right. I admit that I was wrong. But haven't I come back now? You have to give me a chance to make amends, right? Look at you. They say that if you don't hit someone with a smiling face, you will lose. I’ve also prepared a generous gift for you, can’t you smile a little?”

Ning Weimin quickly took out the gifts he carried in his wallet. In addition to a box of Dunhill cigars that Zou Guodong liked, there was also a golden and heavy little thing.

It is the new 18K gold lighter jointly launched by Goldlion and Pierre Carton this year.

This lighter is more sophisticated and uses less materials, but its domestic price is no longer 19,999.

But it was as high as 26,666 yuan.

Of course Zou Guodong is a knowledgeable person, but because of this, his hair suddenly stood up and he became nervous about this sugar-coated bullet.

"To be courteous for nothing is to be either a traitor or a thief! What kind of crooked idea did you have in giving me such a heavy gift? Be honest and stop following me in this evil way!"

"Oh, it's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin..."

Ning Weimin pretended to be wronged and said, "I am so miserable in your eyes. I just feel that I have caused you a lot of trouble at work, and I have always been feeling guilty. Just like you said, I did just talk. It doesn’t matter whether my suggestions are good or bad. Anyway, it has caused a lot of chaos in the capital. Most of the burden falls on you. This is always a fact. And without your care, I, in Tokyo, Things won't go so smoothly. That's why I want to give you a decent gift to thank you. Isn't it right? Besides, almost all the senior executives of our company have one of these things. You are worth less than one person and more than ten thousand people. The vice president doesn’t have one, which is outrageous..."

"It's not the extravagant style brought by your boy that has ruined everyone in the company..."

Zou Guodong was an upright person, but he was not cold at heart. When Ning Weimin said this, although he was still angry, his tone could not help but soften.

However, Ning Weimin still called Chong Tianqu.

"Luxury style? Oh, to be disrespectful, our master is the culprit who brought luxury to our country. If we are in the same company, then we are all accomplices. Don't pick on me, one of us counts. The people in the company, including you, all rely on luxury to make a living, is that correct? According to your theory, every one of us, including you, is a guilty person."

Zou Guodong was speechless again.

When Ning Weimin said this, why did some of the things he cared about seem so stupid.

Helpless, he could only look at Ning Weimin and ask, "I'm really curious, how did you get that mouth?"

Ning Weimin grinned, finally feeling that the opportunity to regain control of the rhythm had come.

"Mr. Zou, we have been stumbling across each other for several years, and now we have a tacit understanding. Let me tell you something. Except for Mr. Song, in the entire company, I will only tell the truth to you. How can I be so open-minded to others?" Heartbroken?"

These words are a bit sympathetic.

As a result, Zou Guodong could no longer be ungrateful.

He took the cigar, opened the package and took one in his mouth.

After lighting it with a gold lighter and taking a few puffs, he touched his dizzy head and played with the lighter and was filled with emotion.

"Well, you still have a bit of humanity. I will accept this gift."

But as soon as these words were spoken, the suspicion was still difficult to completely dispel.

"Are you really so kind? Don't you have any other requirements?"

In the end, it was okay not to ask, but he regretted it once he asked, because Ning Weimin was just waiting for his words, and immediately hit the snake and followed it with a stick.

"I was fine, but since you said so, wouldn't it be inappropriate if I didn't make some requests? That's right, I have something to do recently and need a sum of funds. Am I not going to bring some money back? Do you want a bill of exchange for one billion yen? Can you please help me put this money order into my account, and then withdraw 10 million yuan for me, and I will borrow it for two months..."

"What? Ten million?" When Zou Guodong heard this, he coughed and was suddenly smoked by a cigar.

Then he flatly refused in a business-like manner.

"Ahem... don't say... don't say two months, not even one month! You... ahem, what are you thinking? It took a year to get back half of the payment owed to the company. And it cost one billion. When you get back the money, you just want to get 10 million to use it. Your courage to seek personal gain with power is a bit too much, right? Sure enough, you kid has ulterior motives..."

Unexpectedly, Ning Weimin put down the money order and stood up without saying a word.

"Okay. Since you're in trouble, let's just say we haven't talked about anything. Don't misunderstand me, and I won't ask for your help. I'll think of other ways to find money and plug this capital hole..."

She followed him and turned around to leave, but stopped for a step.

"Ah, by the way, Lao Zou, I can't come to the company recently. Please forgive me..."

But this time he retreated to advance, which was beyond Zou Guodong's expectation. His heart almost stopped and he couldn't hold it any longer.

"Wait a minute, if I don't agree to your promise, you're going to ask for leave? Are you threatening me in disguise? Or are you deliberately getting emotional and trying to lose face with me?"

The Zou Guodong that Ning Weimin was facing at this time had a very fierce expression, and his eyes could kill people, which was scary to look at.

But one thing brings another, and a straight man with a temper like Zou Guodong is afraid of a ghost like Ning Weimin.

Ning Weimin treated him with a hard-to-get, one-on-one approach.

"Look at you, your eyes are blood red, like a wolf that wants to eat people. As for that. I want to ask you, what should I do? I didn't want to say, you took the initiative to ask. If you don't say it, it seems that we are not honest enough. If you say it, you suspect that I have ulterior motives. Is that right? I didn't bother you to do this for me. I can think of other ways to raise money. But this is the case Don’t things need time? Can’t you think about it from my perspective? It’s too difficult for me..."

Such complaints once again left Zou Guodong speechless. After a while, he couldn't help but cursed again, "Ning Weimin, Ning Weimin, sooner or later I will be pissed to death by you..."

Only then did he swallow the tightness in his chest.

"Okay, let's talk about the ten million thing, and I'll try my best to find a solution for you. But there's one thing. At the latest, the day after tomorrow, you have to end the outside affairs, and come back to work honestly. The company's recent affairs in the capital are very important, don't always let us be your backing, it's your turn to help everyone!"

Then he pushed the gold lighter back and said resolutely, "Take it away and give it back to you."

This move made Ning Weimin confused. Why did he refuse to accept the gift after everything was done?

"Hey, Mr. Zou, what do you mean?"

Zou Guodong said angrily, "Don't you understand? If it hadn't been for the loan, it wouldn't have mattered if I accepted your gift. But with this kind of thing, it would be hard for me to accept such a heavy gift from you again. Forget it. Now, I’m taking advantage of you!”

Zou Guodong looked at the gold lighter with extremely regretful eyes.

Probably in this life, if he wants to be sad, he won't have to think twice.

Just thinking about what happened today was enough to make him sad.