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NO.311 Branch

Except for the old man in the lead, the remaining officials did not look very good.

If it is normal, it is too easy for them to meet a company boss, just one sentence or even just an attitude, the other party will come over in fear and smile in front of them. Even business tycoons of Li Jianguo's level dare not say that they will show their faces to themselves.

In short, they are the gods of these merchants. When have they ever been so wronged?

"It's really impossible to tell the truth, I don't understand any rules!" One of the gray-haired men couldn't help but snorted coldly, "Secretary Wang, tell me, he just opened a company. What's so arrogant? I don't even see you. I think I should give him some color!"

"Yes, this kind of black sheep must be rectified, and even the government does not take it seriously, it is a reversal!" Another man with a big belly flashed a cold light in his eyes.

"Forget it." However, the old man in the lead shook his head and looked cold, "I said, you should also take this bureaucratic style."

"Uh..." Everyone's indignation was suddenly filled with silence. Director Wang couldn't help but say, "Secretary Wang, we didn't think anything, but the other party didn't even give us a face to see us. This is really a bit too much. If everyone is like him, how can we manage it?"

"Is it too much?" the old man shook his head and said proudly, "If you can also bring hundreds of billions of profits to the country, you can also do this."

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and stopped talking, but there was still a flash of disapproval in their eyes.

"Before I came, that... had talked with me for a long time." The old man did not care about everyone's attitude and continued, "The United States was hit by a nuclear weapon, which caused a financial crisis that was ten times as big as in 2008. The global economy was recession on a large scale. Only China has gained greater benefits. Do you know why?"

Everyone was still silent.

"We cannot strike the Star Technology." The old man sighed, "not only can we not strike the Star Technology, but we must also prevent him from shifting the focus of development abroad. If Star Technology is let go because of your rectification, then I dare say that no matter what background you have, no one can protect you!"

Everyone was shocked. Director Wang seemed to be dissatisfied and couldn't help but open his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. Obviously, Star Technology's actions undoubtedly slapped them heavily, but they didn't even have a chance of attack.

Seeing everyone's unwilling expressions, the old man couldn't help but shake his head. These people had been spoiled for too long. Although he didn't want to speak too ruthlessly and offend these people, he had to do so.

After all, Star Technology is too important to the country! What’s more important is that this company has already tended to break free from the control of the country. It’s ridiculous that this group of people thought that Star Technology, like other ordinary companies, could let it be controlled by itself. If these people really push Star Technology into a hurry and shift the focus of development from China to abroad, then the country’s losses are really immeasurable!

So, he must put ugly words in front of him and let these people wake up. It is a trivial matter for them to fall into trouble, but if the star technology is forced out of the country, everything will be completely over!

...

When the Haizhou leadership team was in vain, Zhang Heng had already left China through a molecular transmitter on the other side. This was the real reason why Zhang Heng did not see those people. If he was still in Haizhou, it would be no big deal to meet these people.

At this time, he had already arrived in Miami, the United States, sitting in Joshua's huge villa, crossing his legs and drinking out-of-print wine, looking very leisurely.

"Zhang, what wind blows you over?" Joshua sat gracefully on the sofa opposite, raising his glass to Zhang Heng and laughing.

"You know, the foundation is going to build a branch here." Zhang Heng replied, "This branch will become the headquarters of Star Technology in the United States. Therefore, agents are very important and I have to check them myself."

"So that's it." Joshua thought, "I was wondering if I could help you, but now it seems that you shouldn't need my help." He knew that Zhang Heng's choice of an agent was not something that outsiders could interfere.

"Thank you for your kindness," Zhang Heng nodded and teased, "It's already helpful for me to be able to let me live in such a luxurious villa."

"Hahaha, my dear Zhang, as long as you want to live here, I have no objection to living here for the rest of your life." Joshua laughed.

Generally speaking, the person in charge of the branch is all locals. That is to say, if Zhang Heng opens the branch in the United States, he must find an American to act as the person in charge. The purpose of doing this is to be familiar with the national conditions and environment of the country, and he can see more clearly in some strategic and forward-looking aspects of the company than others.

Before this, Zhang Heng had a good candidate. The man was named Lancelot Clayton, the general manager of a famous pharmaceutical company. He once created a profit myth of 3 billion yuan in a year with a principal of 50 million yuan. He is well-known in the American financial industry. However, the company failed to develop drugs and the decision-making mistakes of the company's shareholders, coupled with the economic impact of the 69 incident on the whole United States, led to the company's verge of bankruptcy. This man also resigned from his position as general manager a few days ago and returned to Miami in a disheartened manner.

At this time, Lancelot Clayton was lying in a dim bedroom with a vicissitudes of life. He looked at the bright sunshine outside the window with a disheartened look. The light shone through the blinds on the disrepaired floor. Countless dust fluttered and fell, just like his life.

Clayton is only 35 years old this year. He originally had a long way to go in his life, but his career setbacks cost him tens of millions of dollars and owed him a lot of debts. His former wife decisively chose to divorce. After a lawsuit, he not only lost the custody of his son, but also completely left the house. Now he has transformed from a successful career to a pauper with nothing...

If it were just like this, Clayton would not be discouraged, because he was still young and could still fight. With his resume, he could get at least hundreds of thousands of annual salary wherever he went. However, what really defeated his fighting spirit was a notice representing advanced liver cancer...

When Clayton's world received this notice, it seemed that he had lost all his color. He was like a walking corpse, ready to welcome the arrival of the god of death at any time.

"Dinglinglinglinglinglinglingling!"

A lifeless call ringtone came from the phone. Clayton looked at the phone on his head numbly, and suddenly, a strange call number came into his eyes. This was the third unknown mobile phone card he had replaced. No one except the homeowner knew about the existence of this number.

The number on the caller ID is not the owner. In fact, he moved here for only three days and paid the rent for three months. In any case, the owner should not call at this time. So the owner of this number may be a salesman or a big shot with all his eyes, but no matter who it is, is there any difference for Clayton?

He slowly stretched out his hand and pressed the phone's hang-up button. Suddenly, everything returned to tranquility... (To be continued.)

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