My boss betrayed me

Chapter 170: The Way of Talking

Xia Muchu stared at Wang Long and asked again, "Wang Long, have I ever treated you unfairly?"

"No." Although Wang Long was extremely reluctant, he had to admit this fact.

"Then write your resignation immediately." Xia Muchu said decisively, with unquestionable firmness in his tone, as if a majestic king was giving an order.

Wang Long never expected that he would run to Menfengkou twice to ask Xia Muchu to come out of retirement, and hurriedly bring Xia Muchu to Hanzhou, but he would be ordered to resign by Xia Muchu as soon as he got off the plane.

He could not accept this cruel reality anyway, and the resentment in his heart kept rising. But he did not dare to disobey Xia Muchu's order, so he could only say angrily: "I won't write... I will verbally resign."

After saying that, he slammed the door and left in a rage. The noise was so loud that it seemed to shake down the whole house.

Then, Hill and his translator made their debut. The translator was a German man in his thirties. Although there were foreigners from three countries working at Hanzhou Grapper, they all spoke German.

Xia Muchu noticed that the translator was carrying a file box. He asked them to sit down, thinking about how to proceed with this conversation. Then he said, "Mr. Hill, although this is our first meeting, I believe we both know something about each other.

There are many different ways to talk. Which style do you think is more suitable for our conversation? Which mode can make us talk more clearly and thoroughly? "

After listening to the translation, Hill understood what he meant. He smiled and mumbled a few words. Then the translator said, "Mr. Hill said that he is the only person in the company with whom you can discuss major issues outside the company. He is also Mr. Renault's best friend. The relationship is very good."

As soon as the name "Renault" is mentioned, the identity is immediately clear.

Xia Muchu said straight to the point: "I think Wang Long is really not suitable for the position of deputy general manager. I just talked to him and he said he is willing to resign from the position and let someone more qualified do it.

Regarding the old equipment issue, we have the same opinion and there is no need to discuss it further, so the afternoon meeting can be cancelled. But how to arrange Wang Long? I want to hear your opinion. If you have any good ideas, please tell me quickly. "

After listening to the translation, Hill pondered for a moment, thinking about various possibilities in his mind. Then he said, "Your decision really surprised me. It was so sudden. I thought it would take you some time to get into work mode.

I agree with your decision, but Wang Long is one of the shareholders and the founder of Hanzhou Company, so we have to make proper arrangements and not be careless."

"The board of directors does not have a vice chairman position now." Xia Muchu emphasized this point first, and then said, "My idea is to promote Wang Long and a member of Montevideo Company to vice chairman at the same time, and the current salary will remain unchanged.

Wang Long also served as the office director, handling all sorts of miscellaneous matters. In Longteng dialect, this is called hanging him up and leaving him alone for the time being. "

"That's good." Hill agreed and felt relieved.

Xia Muchu said, "There is another problem. The hotel is still on the drawing board, but the tender advertisement for the renovation project has already been released. Will there be any discussion in society about this? Will someone say that we are messing around?"

Hill replied: "This issue has been explained in the press conference. It is for the sake of engineering quality and artistic style that the preparation time is longer. Don't worry, there will be no problem on this point. Our operation is very stable and absolutely reliable."

Hill said this and gestured to the translator.

The translator put the document box on the table, opened it in front of Xia Muchu, and introduced the contents one by one: "This is your passport with a visa and your Austrian residence card. These are copies of the documents after the re-registration of Grapple Company in Narnia.

These are photos of your office, house and car in Narnia. These are copies of your property certificates and insurance policies in Narnia. The originals are in Narnia, under the custody of Zhang San. These keys are used there.

"Damn, what a piece of shit." Xia Muchu cursed inwardly. His face was expressionless, thinking to himself: The British are really shrewd, giving you a handful of short shares that you can see but can't touch, and then using your money to do you a favor, pinning you there and making you feel grateful and unable to say anything. This is simply a high-level routine, and it's hard to guard against.

Hill seemed to see through Xia Muchu's thoughts, smiled slightly, stood up and shook hands to say goodbye. When he reached the door, he turned around and said a few words.

The translator said: "Mr. Hill said that I and my friends admire you very much and have high hopes for you. You are the great god in our hearts, an absolutely amazing person."

"Thank you." Xia Muchu said an English sentence that every Longteng person can speak, but in his heart he was thinking about the real intention behind Hill's words.

After seeing Hill off, Xia Muchu looked at the electronic clock on the wall, which pointed to 10:36. He took off his "Hamlet", put on a shirt, and tied his tie, ready to attend the unveiling ceremony.

Leng Ruohan arrived on time, probably because his secretary told him that they only had less than 20 minutes to talk. The door was not closed, and he walked in with a swagger, still acting like a boss, but his tall figure had gained some weight.

There was a man and a woman following behind him, probably secretaries or assistants. When he saw Xia Muchu, he clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Brother, it's only been over a year since we last met, and you've already made such a big scene. It's incredible! I really thought you were keeping silent and eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

You are giving me a great honor by meeting me, the contractor, right after you came in. It's really awesome."

Xia Muchu shook hands with his old friends enthusiastically, asked them to sit down, and sat opposite them and said with a smile: "Remember when we broke up in Songjiang, I said that when one day I can't live anymore, I will come to you to beg for food.

I still have food to eat, how dare I worry about you? I can't be too lame, I have to stand up."

"I am so ashamed." Leng Ruohan said in the tone of a Liangshan hero, and then said: "To be honest, I didn't expect to see you so soon. I thought that I would have to wait until those famous people passed by before I could get a number.

You are moving at a speed like a rocket. "

Xia Muchu said: "We should never neglect our brothers. We have to be reliable and not let them down."

"Hit!" Leng Ruohan was even happier, and accidentally uttered a word in his hometown Shandong dialect, which made him laugh. He added: "You are not nice enough, brother. If your friends hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that you had played such a big game.

Songjiang has changed so much since we last met. You are so awesome. "

While Xia Muchu was chatting and laughing with Leng Ruohan, he was thinking: He came to Hanzhou on his own initiative, which is just right, so I don't have to look for him later. I should take this opportunity to have a serious talk, and I should talk in a measured and measured way, to lay the groundwork for possible future situations.

This conversation has to happen sooner rather than later, so the sooner we have it, the more prepared we will be.

When Wang Long heard this, his fur stood up like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He jumped up from the sofa and was about to yell at the top of his lungs, but when he saw Xia Muchu's serious expression that seemed to freeze a person into ice in an instant, he swallowed the words back.

His heart was like a turbulent sea, filled with grievance and unwillingness.

Since Songjiang, he had been loyally following Xia Muchu, serving him at his side. Even if he had made no contributions, he had worked hard. How could he just quit? He really couldn't accept this cruel reality. He felt as helpless as an abandoned child.

I kept complaining in my heart: How could Brother Muchu be so cruel? I have contributed so much to the company, and just because I am not suitable for the position of deputy general manager, are you going to kick me out? It's so unfair!

But he didn't dare to disobey Xia Muchu's order, so he could only hold back his resentment and said angrily, "I won't write... I will verbally resign."

After saying that, he angrily slammed the door and left with a loud bang. The noise was so loud that it seemed to shake the whole house down. At the moment when he slammed the door, his heart was filled with anger and disappointment, and he felt that all his efforts over the years were in vain.

As he walked, he secretly swore that he would make Xia Muchu regret his decision today.