From Signing In To Dominate The World

The sun is rising.

Rongcheng is already busy like a huge machine.

Compared with towering tall buildings, people on the move are like industrious ant colonies. In order to survive in this city, they may have to get up before dawn and catch the subway when the flow of people is low.

The ease of Chunxi Road is, after all, just a beautiful bubble of whitewashing.

There are more ordinary people in this city who are still struggling to live.

Among the row upon row of high-rise buildings, one is the most eye-catching building. It consists of two auxiliary buildings, connected by an air corridor in the middle. It is a holy place that countless white-collar workers dream of.

As a veteran first-tier city, Rongcheng has many powerful companies, but Weiying Group is bound to be on the list. After all, most companies only rent a few floors of office buildings as office space. Rongcheng is rare.

Because of its enthusiasm for public welfare undertakings, Weiying Group has been commended by the government many times, and it ranks among the best on the tax list. As a private enterprise, it does not desperately squeeze employees like other capitalists. The benefits are extremely high. Compared with state-owned enterprises Nothing is too late.

Downstairs of the prestigious "Twin Towers", a few Mercedes-Benz cars stopped steadily, and a few black-clad bodyguards with cold temperament got out of the car first, and they were closely guarded by a car.

Confirming that there is no safety hazard around, a bodyguard bent over and pulled the car door.

The man who got out of the car was a man in his forties. He was plain and not a bit emperor. But when he got out of the car, he stood beside the car, but he gave people a deep feeling like the sea and the abyss, and he didn't dare to look at him. .

Without being scolded by bodyguards, the white-collar workers who came down to work from the building unanimously gave way.

He stepped forward, his face calm, like a king.

After he moved, assistants and bodyguards quickly followed.

"President Feng, last night, Miss clashed with someone in M2. The other party was the hall master of the Sanlian Gang, Shu Shan."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man shook his eyebrows, slightly surprised, "Why didn't that girl tell me."

"Maybe the lady doesn't want to trouble Mr. Bong."

The assistant is very talkative.

"What's the specific situation?"

That's right.

This plain-looking middle-aged man with a strong presence is the founder of Weiying Group and a well-known figure in Rongcheng-Fengwei.

The name "Weiying" was taken from him and his wife.

"It seems that it was because a friend of a young lady's was attracted by Shu Shan, and Shu Shan wanted her to accompany her, but friction occurred after being rejected."

Assistant Yiwuyishihui reported: "Later, You Jun arrived and resolved the matter."

Bong Wei smiled faintly.

"It seems that the people of Baodao are quite interesting."

The assistant was silent and did not comment.

A group of people walked into the building.

The group is in full swing. As the boss, you don't have to work so hard. He is different from ordinary people, and often arrives earlier than its employees. For more than ten years, this is what he is most commendable.

"President Feng."

"President Feng."

"President Feng."

...

There are endless greetings.

In addition to the fear of power, there is also the love from the heart.

According to a non-authoritative survey, Weiying was rated as the most popular company among the companies in Rongcheng that are as large as gravel.

Among various evaluations of Fengwei, there is a word that is widely circulated in the workplace.

Love the people like children.

Although not appropriate, it aptly describes Fengwei's attitude towards employees.

A boss who can provide millions of treatments for a family member of an ordinary employee suffering from cancer, not to mention Rongcheng, even if you look at the whole country, how many people are there?And most capitalists can only deceive the public, saying that 96 is a shameful retribution, and they can say it with confidence.

"President, just now Mr. Lai Mingliang's secretary sent me a text message to ask me when the meeting is scheduled."

When he came to the door of the office, the secretary who had already been on duty came to ask for instructions.

Lai Mingliang, a Chinese-American, obtained a large amount of inheritance from his dead wife. His company's business in America overlaps with the Weiying Group, and there is a possibility of cooperation.

"You arrange to meet at lunchtime."

The secretary nodded and said yes.

Fengwei walked into his luxurious office amidst the pious look of hundreds of employees.

The clerks brought in a cup of steaming coffee, and Feng Wei, who was not in a hurry to work, took the coffee and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the bustling city.

It has become Fengwei’s habit to stand in front of the window and drink a cup of coffee every morning, or think about work, or feel life, and occasionally think about nothing, let the brain empty.

Like most powerful bosses, he can have today's success without the support of his family background, but again, it owes more to his personal hard work.

Thinking that he was born well, he can indulge and enjoy himself comfortably.

It was his ambition to make his parents gratify and honor his children when he was young.

Now, he has done it.

The landline on the desk rang, interrupting Fengwei's mixed thoughts.

Start to work...Bong Wei drank the last sip of coffee, turned and walked to the desk.

…………

Cullinan Yuntai.

The doorbell rang,

Deng He, who had asked for leave in advance, opened the door and found that his parents were already standing at the door.

"Parents, why are you so early? Didn't you say that I will pick you up?"

"It's not an outsider."

Deng Zhixian and Peng Encui, who are distressed for their girls, enter the door, carrying large and small bags in their hands, both of which are local specialties brought from Shacheng.

Deng He in pajamas took it quickly.

Deng Zhixian and his wife were not here for the first time. When Deng He bought the house, he invited his parents to advise. After all, for ordinary people, buying a house is a major event in a lifetime. The family felt that the house was good, and Deng He signed the contract.

"What's going on here, why are you still asleep? Breakfast is related to health. Your child is so old that you still can't take care of yourself..."

Peng Encuixu talked about it as a parent. Even if she knows that her daughter is working hard, she still hopes that she can have a healthy routine.

"It's rare for Hehe to take a vacation. Sleeping more is not a big deal."

Deng Zhixian is a typical benevolent father, who immediately helped out, but suddenly, his face changed.

"Whose shoes are these?"

He pointed to a pair of obvious men's leather shoes on the shoe cabinet, suddenly raised his head and stared at Deng He seriously.

Deng He was taken aback, before he had time to speak, he saw his mother Peng Encui staring at him in shock.

"Hehe, you..."

The appearance of men's leather shoes in the girl's house is not a trivial matter.

"Where is that brat?!"

Deng Zhixian was furious, and he didn't care about changing his shoes. He immediately rushed into the room, but Deng He couldn't stop him.

"dad……"

Deng Zhixian broke into the master bedroom first, and found no one, his brows wrinkled. At this time, his face was plainly vicious, and he turned and walked toward the guest bedroom.

"dad……"

Deng He was too anxious.

"You girl, it's such a fool!"

Peng Encui's face was also very ugly at this time.

They are a very traditional family. Their daughter has always said that she is single, and now a man is sleeping in the family. This spreads out, how can they see people?

"boom!"

Pushing the guest bedroom aside, there was no one, too. Deng Zhixian turned his face calmly, and stared angrily on the study door.

The shoes are still there, people must have not left, there are no people in the two bedrooms, and it is almost always hidden in the study.

Damn thing, dare to harm his daughter!

Deng Zhixian became more annoyed as he thought about it. He took two steps one step at a time, and quickly walked to the door of the study, and was about to push the door, but the people inside seemed to hear the movement outside and pushed the door one step at a time.

"Uncle Deng?"

The air freezes for a while.

The atmosphere is extremely embarrassing.

Deng He covered his face.

Deng Zhixian's expression froze, a little at a loss, "Chen Liang... how are you..."

Chen Liang, who was also discussing to pick up the couple together last night, was also a little surprised. He explained: "Yesterday I came to Rongcheng to see Deng He. Deng He said that the hotel is inconvenient, so let me stay for one night..."

Misunderstand.

A complete misunderstanding.

Deng Zhixian, who was violently vowing to show the other party's color just now, was too embarrassed and didn't know what to say for a while.

Chen Liang grew up when he was a child. Even if he didn't believe anyone, he wouldn't doubt this child.

"You old man, always think about it."

Just now, Peng Encui, who was also shocked and suspected that his daughter was harboring a man, walked over and smiled to make up for it.

"Xiao Chen, your Uncle Deng always makes a fuss and sees your shoes at the door. I thought Deng He was dating him without telling him, so don't worry about it."

Chen Liang smiled, shook his head and said, "No."

A false alarm.

A few people were seated.

"Dad, in your eyes, your daughter is such a casual person?"

Deng He, who was yelling a few times earlier, expressed his grievance.

Deng Zhixian was frustrated, knowing that he had just made a big ugly, and he was a bit unable to face the two juniors.

"You two children haven't eaten breakfast yet. I'll go to the refrigerator to see what's in there and make you something to eat."

Peng Encui smiled and shook his head, got up and went to the kitchen.

"Dad cares about you too. In this society, some people have bad eyes. Dad is also worried that you will be deceived. Since it is Xiao Chen, why don't you say it earlier?"

"Dad, did you give me a chance to speak?"

Deng Zhixian had no way to argue, he could only show his elder posture, but he didn't hear it.

"Xiao Chen, come, play chess with Uncle."

Then he instructed Deng He: "Did you not say you bought me a set of chess last time? I didn't have time to bring it back. I took it out. I played against Xiao Chen. Since you two went to college, I haven't had a long time. Spent with this kid."

Knowing that his father was embarrassed and was deliberately changing the subject, Deng He didn't continue to be embarrassed, and cleverly got up and went to the bedroom to get a chess board.

Deng He is indeed a very filial person. The chess pieces are all green and should be made of jade, which must be of great value.

Chess is Deng Zhixian's hobby. The neighbors in this neighborhood know that they can't find an opponent before, and will pull Chen Liang to make up the number. After going back and forth, Chen Liang was also polished out of some chess skills.

"Xiao Chen, let Uncle Deng check whether your chess skills have improved over the years."

"Then Uncle Deng, I'm not welcome."

"Hey, what you said, just let it go."

Deng Zhixian was full of arrogance, and the two sat opposite each other, and placed chess on the tea table, separated from the Chuhe and Han circles.

Deng He sat with his chin supported and watched the game.

Chen Liang put the elderly first.

Deng Zhixian was not polite, and took the lead in moving the gun, placing it in the center, looking at Chen Liang's old man in the distance, murderously.

Chen Liang raised his eyebrows, used defense as his offense, and leaped forward to protect his central pawn.Deng Zhixian smiled, and began to surrender.

Chen Liang brought up his own image and responded to all changes in the same way.

When sitting in front of the chessboard, Deng Zhixian's mind was completely concentrated in an instant. He did not consider the embarrassing matter just now. Seeing that Chen Liang was so conservative and posing as a master, he sighed slightly.

"Young man, it should be a little bloody."

As he said, he also moved the carriage forward and shifted the position of his carriage.

"How can you be careless to play chess with a master like you? Every step is the best way."

Chen Liang didn't leave a trace and slapped a flattery. Without Deng Zhixian's interference, he played steadily, and the formation was just for defense.

"It's not a bad thing to be cautious, but you have to know that offense is the best defense."

Deng Zhixian pointed and said, at the same time, he carried the cannon across the river.

But he did not see Chen Liang's horse waiting for a long time.

When Deng Zhixian's gun landed, Chen Liang did not immediately make a move, but observed the entire chessboard.

In the past, he played chess with Deng Zhixian and always lost, so subconsciously he felt that Deng Zhixian was a master.

But he forgot that it wasn't Deng Zhixian who was so good at chess at that time, it was because he was a rookie himself.

The current situation has changed. Although there are fewer opportunities to play chess, the test of chess is thinking, foresight, and flexibility.

Deng Zhixian is still the same Deng Zhixian. Compared with the past, as he grows older, his level may still be regressing, but Chen Liang is no longer the kid in middle school and high school.

I always suspected that Deng Zhixian was not in the dark on the plank road, but I could study it for a while. Chen Liang did not find any conspiracy, and then cautiously lifted a carriage lurking on the side and smashed the cannon that Deng Zhixian sent to the door.

Deng Zhixian's face became stiff.

Upon seeing this, Chen Liang began to become weird in his heart, realizing that he might have encountered a shameful opportunity.

As he descended, Chen Liang became more aware of how much the shadow of the past had brought him.

He always lost before, so until now, in his mind Deng Zhixian is an image of a chess master, but now he can see that this uncle was purely bullying his child before.

Let alone take a look at ten, because he is too obsessed with his own ideas, this man does not even observe the chess surface, and sometimes ignores some of his obvious threats.

"General."

In order to avoid the embarrassment of eating the other side with only one veteran, Chen Liang's two armies were dispatched at the same time to cope with each other.

"It's been a long time, this right is a hot hand, continue on."

Losing to Chen Liang, Deng Zhixian's face was a little frustrated, and he didn't feel that he was not good enough, but just careless.

Chen Liang couldn't help but glance at Deng He.

Now that he has figured out Deng Zhixian's level, he probably won't be able to win another 100 hands.

"Dad, I'll help you."

Deng He also seemed to understand the gap between the two and planned to become a kotou sergeant.

"How can this work."

Deng Zhixian pretended to shirk, and in fact realized that Chen Liang was no longer the Chen Liang he used to be, and was no longer the boy he could arbitrarily manipulate.

If he keeps losing, his old face is really lost.

"What does it matter? You are not as young as him, and your thinking is naturally not as quick as him. It is inherently unfair."

Deng He took it for granted,

This sounds quite reasonable.

"But……"

Deng Zhixian still hesitated.

Deng He turned to look at Chen Liang, "Do you have any comments?"

How can this respond?

Of course Chen Liang shook his head and smiled, and began to play chess.

Don't bully the youth to be poor.

The chess pieces that were eaten in his youth, he wants to get back one by one today.

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