Zhuang Shikai asked Xiao Ma to go to the MBA training class, not because he wanted Xiao Ma to become the president of Nike directly, but because he thought that since Xiao Ma was serious, why not train him?
Who says a cripple can't be president?
Besides, anyone with brains can do anything.
If Xiao Ma really wanted to study, he might not be able to become the president.
Talents from the underworld are used by white people!
Not only do we understand the dangers and darkness of the world, but we also understand that righteousness is precious, and we can cherish our destiny even more.
Moreover, Uncle Jian is getting older, and it is difficult to survive as a factory director. No matter how experienced he is, he cannot withstand the changes of the times. It will be difficult to survive without learning some real academic knowledge of business management.
Leave NIKE to a team of professional managers, and let Salena control the finances and make development decisions on her own...
It's not that this set of operations is impossible, it's just not that good.
If you can develop a trustworthy CEO candidate, why not?
However, Zhuang Shikai only had the mentality of giving it a try, and when the time came, he could send a few more people for training.
He plans to spend ten to twenty years slowly cultivating several cronies in the business world, and in the future he will take charge of multiple companies of the "Shixing Group".
This is the best expectation.
As for whether Xiao Ma can become the CEO of a certain company?
Then it depends on whether Xiaoma goes to learn English or rides a foreign horse...
Of course, in Xiao Ma's view, Sir Zhuang helped him pay his tuition and sent him to attend the CEO training class. Hehehe, doesn't that mean he is appointing a CEO?
Sir Zhuang is the big boss of NIKE, so he appointed a CEO to sprinkle water on him!
Sir Zhuang is really a good judge of people.
Xiao Ma fanned himself with a folder, shook his head and walked out of the office, feeling drifting away without even realizing it.
He bumped into Song Zijie who came to hand in a report on the road. He hugged Song Zijie's shoulders and shouted, "Ajie, look what this is!"
He flung the document ostentatiously.
Song Zijie, wearing uniform, glanced at him and ignored him.
Considering that he helped the police force last night, Ajie did not hang on him, but stayed to listen to what he had to say.
"Sir Zhuang signed up for me the invitation letter to the MBA CEO training class." Xiao Ma smiled brightly and answered his own questions.
Song Zijie was shocked and a little surprised.
Of course, he was not bluffed. After all, it was just a training class, and it was not an appointment as president of the NIKE Group. He has some experience in the business world and knows that you can attend such training courses if you have money, and the top threshold is just "connections".
Sir Zhuang asked him to attend the training class just because he valued him, and it did not mean that Brother Ma's status had improved.
What surprised Ajie was how Sir Zhuang could cultivate such a young and Dangerous boy...
Just because he's handsome?
cut!
I'm not pretty enough!
"Don't roll your eyes..." Brother Ma hugged Ajie and laughed: "I didn't ask Xiaohui to teach me English..."
Song Zijie's face turned dark instantly.
Brother Xiao Ma continued: "Do you have time to ask Xiaohui and Brother Hao to go out and hang out together?"
"I doubt everyone's original..."
"Well…"
"Boss, don't raise the gun..." Brother Ma moved his hand away from the muzzle of the gun in front of him, moving very slowly: "It's just a joke, it's just a joke, I'm just joking..."
"This joke is not funny at all!" Song Zijie raised his pistol and said with a cold face: "If you want to try the bullets of the police gun, then you are qualified to joke with me."
Ever since Master Zhuang taught him how to use a gun, Song Zijie has become much more decisive and decisive in his work.
This is probably the growth of men.
Brother Ma chuckled and said: "No, no, the .38 bullets are very painful. This new gun... you should put it away."
"It's getting late. There are still goods to be rushed in the factory. Goodbye." Brother Xiao Ma waved his hand, turned around and walked away, saying as he walked: "As expected of Brother Hao's younger brother! He is quite fierce!"
"Xiaohui has your protection, I can rest assured!"
The pony's figure disappeared from the headquarters.
Song Zijie slowly put down the gun, put it back into the gun bag, closed the button, and his expression returned to normal.
This time Song Zijie came to hand over the case report to Sir Zhuang. The unexpected meeting with Xiao Ma was just an interlude. Half a month later, all the shares of Long's Shipyard were inherited by Long Xiaohui. Long Xiaohui will personally take charge of Long's Shipyard. The boss of the company continues to run the business left by his father.
This surprised Zhuang Shikai: "Although Long Xiaohui studied management abroad at university, and the shipyard has a group of mature technical teams and managers. But Long Xiaohui prefers dancing and music, and is a standard lady from a wealthy family. "
"After she and Song Zijie got married, they have been caring for their husband and raising their children at home, and they behave very traditionally."
"At this moment, she stepped forward to carry the banner of Long's Shipyard. It is really a setback that makes people grow..."
Lung's Shipyard has always been profitable before. In addition, Hong Kong Island's shipbuilding industry has huge room for development. Maintenance and repair alone can generate huge profits.
If Long Xiaohui chooses to sell the shipyard or let management go, others will eventually take away the business.
That's such a pity...
After all, Hong Kong Island is a Hong Kong Island city that cannot do without shipping and shipbuilding.
The future development prospects are great!
Gao Peiying's original focus on the shipyard was not just for making counterfeit money, but he was also really interested in the interests of the shipyard.
Otherwise, why would he try to annex the shipyard when he could take his team to make counterfeit money outside?
Zhuang Shikai respected Long Xiaohui's actions. After returning home, he told his wife that if Ami was free, he could take Xiaohui to a tea party in the ladies' circle.
This will be very helpful to Long Xiaohui's career.
It would be better for Long Xiaohui to take up the flag of the shipyard than for Ajie to resign and go into business. If Ajie really resigns from his position to manage the shipyard, Sir Zhuang will respect the choice, but he will feel even more regretful.
Fortunately, Ajie never mentioned this problem. He knew how to behave and knew which choice was more suitable for him.
…
evening.
"He has solved another case."
Office of the Deputy Chief of Operations.
Wang Anqi flipped through the report, feeling troubled
Here he refers to "Zhuang Shikai".
Wang Anqi is the Chinese name of Mr. "Charlie", the deputy director of operations.
Just like many senior executives of Gui Lao have a Chinese name, Charlie also has a Chinese name, but he has just arrived in Hong Kong Island and is not very accustomed to it, so he mostly uses an English name.
However, he has now gradually learned to integrate into Hong Kong society, and he prefers the name Wang Anqi, so that everyone calls him "Sir Wang".
At this time, Sir Wang put down the report and said with a displeased expression: "According to his preference, if he accumulates merits in handling the case, he will take up the position in due course."
"No one can stop it!" Wang Sir felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
What should I do then?
Should he return to his ancestral home and become a municipal bureaucrat?
Damn it, let alone whether there is a position, even if there is a position, the municipal bureaucrats are far different from the Director of Hong Kong Island!
One is that there is no oil and water, and the other is that there is no rights.
And men are always obsessed with power and refuse to let go.
Sir Wang has obviously studied Mr. Zhuang's path to success and knows the style of "Master Zhuang". He is trembling with fear for fear of falling down.
"call."
Wang Anqi stood up, picked up his suit jacket, and put it on.
After arranging his clothes, he pinched his tie and took a deep breath: "Fortunately, I have an appointment with Sir Han for dinner tonight. I hope he can help me."
Although he has explicitly hinted that South Korea will definitely "support" him, the private transactions between the two have not involved monetary interests.
Tonight, he planned to give up some benefits and directly seek help from South Korea.
Let Sir Han support him!
"Walk!"
"The soup at home is ready." The British guy is not used to the customs of Hong Kong Island, but he is very honest about Chinese food. In just a few years, he even knows how to "make soup".
Many senior executives of Gui Lao retired and returned to their ancestral homes. They would eat Chinese food at least once a week. The rich ones would also hire Chinese chefs to serve them at home.
Wang Anqi walked into the elevator wearing a suit.
Ding!
He soon arrived at the underground garage.
The underground garage of the General Administration is quite large. Most police cars and armed vehicles are parked in the basement, and very few private cars are parked in the basement.
This is because there are not many police officers in the Hong Kong Island Police Department who can afford to own private cars. Currently, they are all above senior inspector level, and only inspectors can apply for parking spaces. Therefore, there are plenty of parking spaces in the ground garden, and basically all of them are senior officers. You can apply for a garden parking space.
Garden parking spaces do not need to go to the basement and have an awning and are convenient. Naturally, they are much better than basements. Some senior inspectors of the village have garden parking spaces. Unfortunately, Wang Anqi came to Hong Kong Island later and has more "junior" qualifications. She can only Park in the basement.
Anyway, it’s not like there’s no parking space for him to use. Naturally, no one would bother to please a foreigner and specially open a parking space in the garden for a foreigner to use.
Even if you are a commander...
In the eyes of villagers, they also have to follow the rules on a first-come, first-served basis, right?
Doesn’t the Deputy Director need to follow the rules?
So are the rules of the Hong Kong Island Police still rules?
But Wang Anqi secretly remembered that she was very unhappy with the style of the Chinese in the Hong Kong Island Police Force.
What?
You don’t even recognize foreign adults!
Are you still the Royal Police?
It’s so uncivilized!
Anyway, as long as he does not enjoy the privileges, Gui Lao will feel insulted and angry!
And he had not wanted to fight with Sir Zhuang before, so he did not take the initiative to ask for a parking space.
He secretly remembered.
Sir Zhuang was even more lazy to pay attention to him.
"Da da." Wang Anqi thought to the front of her car, took out her car keys, and turned on a "Jaguar" car.
"Didi."
The car lights up and unlocks.
Wang Anqi was about to walk to the driver's seat and open the door, but suddenly, the door of an RV next to her opened first: "Sir Wang, are you free to chat?"
An old British man with gray hair wearing a British suit and tie said.
Wang Anqi recognized him at a glance as the Asia-Pacific spokesperson of a large British-funded group: "Mr. Windsor, Mr. Leon, Ms. Angela..."
I saw the gray-haired old man holding two glasses of red wine, shaking it in one hand and handing the other to the front.
The boss of a famous British-funded group showed his face, sitting in the car, holding a red wine glass and smiling at him.
Wang Anqi implicitly took the glass and said, "Sorry, everyone."
"I have an appointment with Sir Han for dinner."
HSBC President "Windsor" raised his glass and said with a smile: "Haha, I think we are more worthy of your meeting than the Korean counterpart."
"And we only take up your time to chat when you go home, not your time to entertain Director Han. I hope we can have the honor of giving you a ride."
"Of course." Wang Anqi put aside her reservations and stepped into the RV holding a wine glass: "We can have a good chat."
