The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Jiang Beiyu's words embarrassed the so-called elders, but he didn't care about it himself.

It's kind of fun to embarrass some people anyway.

One of the middle-aged men quickly said, "Xiao Jiang is here too, then you should talk to Manager Qin more, and the two brothers should communicate more, and we older people will not mix with you young people to chat."

Saying that, the group of people who claimed to be older walked to the other side.

In the same place, He Jingchuan stared at the two people who were not in harmony, laughed silently, picked up his own little cake and began to wait for the show.

Young Master He has never liked fine wine or cakes.

One is that the alcohol capacity is not good, and the other is that he has been addicted to sweets since he was a child.

It is conceivable that this young master He, who is now slender and handsome like a popular niche, should have had a bitter history of losing weight.

However, fat people are potential stocks.

After this reduction, the handsome man's temperament is immediately apparent.

But the habit of eating cakes and drinking milk tea cannot be changed. This person is willing to sweat on the treadmill for a few hours every week in exchange for a cup of seven-fen sugar milk tea.

Right now, watching a good show and eating small cakes, Young Master He's eating melon posture is quite standard.

Next to him, Tan Yuanhui, who is the manager Tan mentioned by those shareholders of the Jiang Corporation, smiled at Jiang Beiyu and said, "Bei Yu, I have been a teacher for almost a semester, and I should have passed this addiction. When will I go home?" Work in the company, you are the prince of our Jiang family, and the responsibility is yours, so don't run away."

He Jingchuan nodded while swallowing the cake, taking notes silently in his heart, look, this is the one who came back from Wall Street, and he can talk a lot.

Jiang Beiyu didn't look at each other either, he laughed: "Is that why you want me to join the company?"

These words were a little subtle, but Tan Yuanhui didn't seem to notice the subtlety, he still smiled, "Of course, you are also a top student from a top university in the country, no matter what you do, you won't be able to manage the company badly, right?"

He Jingchuan took notes at the side again: I have learned it, the highest level of the aggressive method - flattering and killing.

Jiang Beiyu leaned lazily against the wall behind him, drawing the curtain down on the conversation between the two of them: "That's okay, I'll go and talk to my dad when I have time, and ask him to give me a job, so I can go in and paddle."

Tan Yuanhui smiled, and did not continue to talk about this topic.

He said: "I'm going to say hello to my friends, you can do whatever you want."

He even patted Jiang Beiyu on the shoulder.

He Jingchuan had only eaten half of the small cake, and the good show was over, he was somewhat curious: "Why didn't Tan Yuanhui continue chatting with you, afraid to hear that you and your father want the position of general manager?"

Jiang Beiyu: "Who knows?"

Tan Yuanhui, seriously, should be regarded as a relative of Jiang Beiyu who is a little further away.

Qin Yuanhui's biological mother is Jiang Jinshen's cousin.

It's just that this relationship is indeed far away. After all, the Jiang family was supported by Jiang Beiyu's own father. It is true that it used to be a family business, but that was a long time ago.

The two or three generations of the Jiang family didn't have many children. Jiang Beiyu's father was the only child, and there were cousins, but not many.

As for Jiang Beiyu's grandfather's generation, the family was very prosperous, and there were many brothers and sisters in the family who had ideas, but there were many who were less capable than ambitious.

Later, the Jiang family was made into a mess, and the mess was left unattended. Jiang Beiyu's grandfather came out to work as a cleaner at this time. After the clean-up work was completed, all the power was gathered in his hands alone.