Huang Mingyuan followed Jing Gao to send Professor Zhang to the downstairs of Poly Building. Looking at the luxurious Bentley disappearing into the night, I felt a little emotional.
Maybe this is the reason why Mr. Jing can succeed!
He didn't mean that after Mr. Jing came back from Hong Kong Island, he handled things more gracefully and skillfully!
For example, when the news spread that Mr. Jing was going to have this meal with Professor Zhang, many people actually thought that Mr. Jing was going to have a conflict with Professor Zhang.
Everyone is waiting to see the show! Although Professor Zhang is just a professor, two generations of his family have been academicians and he has deep connections in the academic world. He is not afraid of Mr. Jing's power at all. Sometimes, money is really just a piece of paper! Even power cannot suppress people.
A person's life is nothing more than birth, old age, illness and death, food, clothing, housing and transportation. If you take the academic route, you really won’t be afraid of this.
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But the outside world only sees Mr. Jing’s personal character and temper in a foggy way, looking at the moon in the water. He knew Mr. Jing when he was just starting to gain momentum, so he knew Mr. Jing fairly well.
Outside, Mr. Jing was rumored to be scheming, feminine, cunning, and vengeful! But Mr. Jing has great respect for academic figures and maintains good personal relationships with many professors in Beijing, many of whom are at the national think tank level. He also became a student of Professor Wei Shenliang from the School of Economics at Fudan University.
Therefore, the speculations of those outside are blind.
His emotion at this moment was: Mr. Jing’s respect for Professor Zhang didn’t seem like hypocrisy. It would be difficult for him to do this. Even if we had a great conversation tonight, assuming he was in Mr. Jing's position, he would at most be sent to the elevator door of Jinghe Club!
I had just returned from a big victory in Hong Kong, and faced a professor who scolded me. This was already quite a courtesy!
If a person truly respects knowledge and ability, his path will be broadened!
Jing Gao didn't expect his younger brother to have so many thoughts, so he took his mobile phone and sent a message to his secretary Guan Yujia: "Dinner is over, I'll go see Yu Jie later." He sat down again in the exclusive elevator of Jinghe Club Go to the view and clubhouse on the 60th floor.
The elevator rises rapidly, giving people a great experience. It feels a bit like flying on the spot.
Jing Gao suddenly remembered something, "Mingyuan, you are also from the capital, right?"
Huang Mingyuan is thirty-six years old this year. He has a straight figure and is dressed in low-key and luxurious brand-name clothing, a suit and leather shoes. He stands quietly next to the well in the elevator. His posture is as loose as a pine, which is a bit old-fashioned. Seeing Jing Gao ask him, he smiled and replied: "Mr. Jing, yes."
After talking for a while, the elevator arrived at the 60th floor. A beep sounds. Huang Mingyuan reached out and pressed the elevator door button, blocking the elevator door with his hand to let Jing Gao go first.
In the elevator, Jing Shufeng and another beautiful woman from Jinghe Club were waiting.
Jing Gao walked out of the elevator first and said with a smile: "I just chatted with Professor Zhang about some culture in Beijing. I just want to ask you. I said that the culture of the wine shop in Beijing is very unique. I heard that you usually have to make a dinner appointment three days in advance. day reservation.
And many times, if someone makes an appointment for dinner without mentioning the location, it’s basically a lie. Or just say it will be more than ten days later, which is also a fake treat. And as you eat, there will be one more person and one less person at the table.
Is this true? "
Huang Mingyuan followed Jing Gao and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, this is true. People in the capital still like to use the honorific title 'you', but in fact it is just a verbal habit, not real respect. There are still some people who call you 'you' The words can change several tones to make you aware of his displeasure with you.
You didn't participate much in the outside meal. Basically, the purpose, guests, and time were clear. But here in the capital, when asking for help, sometimes it’s just a meal. After eating a few meals, you can basically find the person you are looking for! "
Jing Gao continued: "That's true. Why is it so troublesome to eat in Haizhou, my hometown? Even if I ask for help, it's just a meal. How can I ask for help in a roundabout way? Of course, my worldly skills are very poor in this area. .I don’t have a deep understanding of the wine table culture.”
Huang Mingyuan smiled and complimented: "Mr. Jing, in your position, you are not allowed to understand the sophistication of people and the culture of the wine table. It is others who consider your mood."
"Haha! You're getting better and better at talking now!" Jing Gao shook his head with a smile and followed Huang Mingyuan to the small living room he had prepared.
Huang Mingyuan asked his assistant to pick up an exquisite gift box: "Mr. Jing, these are some Huangshan Maofeng I bought at the auction!"
Jing Gao nodded, letting Jing Shufeng accept it, and then refused Huang Mingyuan's request to let the pretty woman perform tea art. There is no shortage of women around him now. Xiaobai and the other five flight attendants, plus three top beauties, Connie Cruz, Qiu Qiqing, and Yi Hongyun, are all waiting for him to develop and teach knowledge. In addition to the beauties from Beijing, Ji Shiqin, Zhang Ruoli and other beauties, he has no intention of contacting any beautiful woman. I can’t take care of it! Said: "Have a cup of tea and let's talk! I'll have something to do later. How are you doing lately?"
The small living room is about 100 square meters and is elegantly furnished. Decorative style combining Chinese and Western styles. A floor-to-ceiling window offers a beautiful view of the capital.
Huang Mingyuan sighed in his heart, he failed to do what he wanted! After pondering for a while, he said: "Everything is good. The business of Jinghe Club is also very stable. Er, Mr. Jing, I heard that Dong Lingxi's sister-in-law has returned to Beijing? Young Master Fan and I would like to treat her to a meal."
"Yes. She is now in charge of business with Chinese businessmen in Europe." Jing Gao drank tea and said, "What's going on?"
Dong Lingxi is Fan Shao’s ex-wife. There is also the story of Zhao Canglong in it. But now Lingxi is his woman, and he doesn't want Fan Yang to pester Dong Lingxi again. So there was no loose talk.
Huang Mingyuan smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth, and said frankly: "Young Master Fan probably thought of Sister-in-law Lingxi again, and wanted to meet and chat with her. Sister-in-law Lingxi is now well regarded in various circles in the capital, and she has unlimited fame. .”
Both sides are his big brothers. He used to be able to hang out in the capital because Master Fan took care of him. Mr. Fan's father has retired in recent years. Fan Shao slowly withdrew from the circle in the capital. He is now following Mr. Jing!
"In this case, it would be better not to see each other than not!" Jing Gao clearly refused.
Huang Mingyuan nodded.
Jing Gao put down the tea cup and stood up. Jing Shufeng, who was sitting next to him, took off his coat from the floor-standing clothes rack and put it on Jing Gao. As Jing Gao walked out, he said: "Chengcheng Takeaway is preparing to be launched on Hong Kong Island. I have already made arrangements. So, Mingyuan, don't make it difficult for me to do some things. I remember Mr. Fan's kindness in helping me back then. .”
Huang Mingyuan was heartened. Orange Takeout has not been listed for so long, but small shareholders like him and Fan Shao, who have invested all their wealth, are tired of waiting. It’s finally ready for cash! Billions of billions! He quickly said: "Mr. Jing, I know. Don't worry!"
The diligent sending well was higher than the Jinghe clubhouse.
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Sitting in the black Rolls-Royce, looking at the night scene outside the window, Jing Gao called Dong Lingxi.
