C310 The Cooked Duck Is about to Fly
Just as Fan Wenbin was pondering whether this sentence was true or false, Chen Zhijie asked with a smile, "What is it? Boss Fan, do you not believe what I said?"
Seeing that the other party was a little suspicious of him, Fan Wenbin hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile, "No, no, why wouldn't I believe you, my old friend?"
"I was thinking, if it wasn't for you, my old friend, reviewing the situation at the critical moment and protecting the company's overall situation, perhaps, when I return, Hucheng Group would have already been torn apart. "
At this point, Fan Wenbin did not think of this before. Originally, he came to look for Chen Zhijie tonight to probe Chen Zhijie's words and his true attitude. However, he did not expect that the conversation would be so smooth, which greatly exceeded his expectations.
Hence, after careful consideration, he decided to take advantage of this advantageous opportunity to strike while the iron was hot and chase after the iron while the iron was hot, and completely take down Chen Zhijie, this breakthrough point.
"Since my old friend is willing to compromise for the sake of the overall situation of Hucheng Group, what about me? I will not do anything shady and tell the truth. "
"Zhou Boyi's ambition to control the Hua Cheng Group has already been exposed even before I entered the rehabilitation center. It is Sima Zhao's intention that everyone knows. "
"Tonight, I will only ask my old friend a question. Are you willing to work with me to destroy the conspiracy of Zhou Boyi trying to control Hucheng Group?"
"Of course I am willing. " Chen Zhijie said happily, "If I didn't want to work with Boss Fan, why would I come all the way to Daan, a place where rabbits don't poop?"
At this time, Brady, who had been silent all this while, also said in fluent Mandarin, "Boss Fan, if we don't support you, we won't invest in Huacheng Group. "
When Fan Wenbin walked into the house, Brady only nodded politely. It could be considered as a greeting. After that, he sat quietly and looked at this and that person from time to time without saying a word.
As the president of the United States' Ritino (China) Investment Company, he was mainly in charge of the company's investment business in China and Southeast Asia. He had been in Shenzhen for more than ten years and was very familiar with the boss of China.
Chen Zhijie's Shenzhen Phantom Company was just one of the many clients of Brady. Investment in Huacheng Group was a very important part of the Reno headquarters' plan to enter the western region of China.
"Mr. Brady is right. " Seeing Mr. Brady express his stance, Chen Zhijie became even more confident. He said firmly, "This time, Brother Fan, you should believe our sincerity, right?"
Seeing this scene, Fan Wenbin could not help but believe it. He sincerely smiled and said something full of heroic spirit, "As long as the two of you support me, I can defeat Zhou Boyi. "
However, not long after, as the matter developed further, he completely understood that Brady was very generous in investing in Huacheng Group. It turned out to be a very big and very deep trap.
On this piercingly cold winter night, with Chen Zhijie and Brady's clear and distinct attitude and firm assurance, Fan Wenbin's mood was very comfortable when he left the Wulan Hotel.
It was also at this time that he secretly decided that at next Monday morning's Huacheng Group's morning executive meeting held at eight o'clock in the morning, he should appear openly. At that time, he would see what Zhou Boyi could say in front of all the executives.
What happened after that was really as Fan Wenbin expected. When he pushed open the door of the conference room and appeared in the venue, all the participants were stunned.
Zhou Boyi was the first to stand up after the initial shock. He smiled and clapped while saying a very warm sentence, "Welcome back, CEO Fan. "
Following his words, all the senior executives stood up and applauded at the same time. For a moment, there was a very warm applause in the meeting room. After a long time, under Fan Wenbin's signal, it gradually calmed down.
"Today, taking advantage of the morning assembly, there is one thing that I want to explain to everyone. " Fan Wenbin's bright eyes swept across the crowd, and with a solemn expression, he said loudly, "My illness has completely recovered. "
Seeing that everyone's gaze was focused on his face, and that they were listening very seriously, he said again, "Recently, there have been a lot of rumors about me in the social company. It can be said that there are people who say whatever they want. "
"Now, I'm telling everyone very clearly that the reason why I'm staying in the mental hospital is mainly because something big has happened at home. It makes me very sad and I can only rest in the mental hospital for a period of time. "
Speaking up to this point, he paused for a moment and continued: "However, the murderer of my lover has already been arrested by the police. What awaits him is a trial and severe punishment by the law. "
Finally, with a smile on his face, he said in a grateful tone: "During this period of time, it has been hard on everyone, thank you everyone" After saying that, he stood up and bowed deeply to everyone.
This action was the same as his sudden appearance at the company's morning assembly. While making all the high officials present surprised, he also gave a warm and lasting applause.
In the process of Fan Wenbin dispelling the rumors, Zhou Boyi only calmly and calmly looked at the other party. Occasionally, he would use the corners of his eyes to glance at all the company's senior executives.
This morning, Fan Wenbin suddenly appeared at the company's senior executives' morning meeting in high spirits. It made her very surprised, but at the same time, she also secretly regretted that she was too careless. She actually did not know that Fan Wenbin had already returned to Da An.
Recently, she had only exhorted Xie Fuku to keep an eye on the movements of her competitor, Fan Xuehua, at all times, and relaxed her attention to her father, Fan Wenbin. Thus, he made a mistake that he should not have made, and it was also an unforgivable mistake.
This unexpected and very successful performance made Fan Wenbin feel very satisfied and proud. At the same time, the invisible pressure that it brought to Zhou Boyi could be said to be very heavy.
As soon as the morning meeting ended, she immediately rushed back to the Hefeng Bank's Daan Bank branch. She called the Credit Division Chief Xie Fuku, closed the office door, and asked sternly, "Division Chief Xie, do you know about the news of Fan Wenbin's return?"
"Isn't he still in the mental hospital?" Seeing his superior's furious look, Xie Fuku was very puzzled and stared at the other party. After a moment, He stammered, "Why are you back?"
Zhou Boyi's face was gloomy. He sneered and said in a mocking tone, "Do you think Fan Wenbin is still in the mental hospital? Let me tell you, he has already been discharged from the hospital. It has been a few days since he returned to Da An.
Seeing that Xie Fuku indeed did not know about Fan Wenbin's return, he sighed heavily and said with slight worry, "When he came back, he showed me his strength on the spot, making me very passive. "
When he thought of the very awkward scene at Hua Cheng Group's morning meeting today, Zhou Boyi's heart did not feel good.
Those high management executives' enthusiastic applause, rather than saying that they were welcoming Fan Wenbin, it would be better to say that they were hatefully slapping her, Zhou Boyi's face. It made her extremely embarrassed, and even made her feel ashamed of herself.
Among these senior executives, there were three to five department managers who were recently promoted by Zhou Boyi. However, in the blink of an eye, she switched sides and threw herself into Fan Wenbin's arms without hesitation. This made her angry, but also slightly sad.
After Xie Fuku left, Zhou Boyi was really not in the mood to review the documents. With a gloomy face, he began to ponder deeply. Fan Wenbin's return not only disrupted her entire plan, but also made all of her recent efforts possibly go down the drain.
Seeing the duck that was in his hands fly away from his hands again, Who would be unwilling to meet such a thing, let alone Zhou Boyi?
She wanted to call Mr. Zhao Yingzhe and tell him the news that Fan Wenbin had returned to Hucheng Group. She wanted to hear his thoughts, but just as she picked up the phone and sighed deeply, she immediately dispelled this stupid idea.
If Mr. Zhao Yingzhe knew about this situation, perhaps he would put all the problems on her, Zhou Boyi, and perhaps even think that she, Zhou Boyi, had no future.
From the time Fan Wenbin was admitted to the mental hospital until today, such a long time had passed, and he had yet to become the president of Hucheng Group. Was it not because she was useless and useless, or was it because of something?
If he took advantage of the fact that Fan Wenbin was still in the Mental Hospital to hold a board meeting, and with his status as the second largest shareholder, he would be able to seize the position of the company's president in one fell swoop, there would not be such a heart-wrenching and regretful matter today.
The matter had developed to this point today. To get to the bottom of it, Zhou Boyi felt that the responsibility was still on Huang Weidong.
If Huang Weidong could subdue Fan Xuehua earlier, perhaps the board meeting would be held before Fan Wenbin returned, and the overall situation would be settled.
Huang Weidong, Huang Weidong, you've caused me so much trouble. Thinking up to here, Zhou Boyi could no longer hold back the resentment in his heart. He picked up his phone and called Huang Weidong.
"President Zhou, your words are indeed a bit unfair to me. " On the phone, Huang Weidong said with a bitter smile, "You know, I am sincerely helping you. "
When he received Zhou Boyi's call, Huang Weidong closed the door at home. A person was admiring the Gilded Silver Plate and the more he looked, the more he loved it. It could be said that he loved it dearly.
In these few years, along with the improvement of the living standards of the urban and rural areas, the book and painting market also displayed a flourishing scene. Some of the works of famous people would be auctioned off for millions, or even tens of millions, which was very eye-catching.
In this small town of Daan, it was inevitable that there would be a wave of 'painting collection fever'. Many people with bulging pockets unwrapped their pockets and bought a few paintings to hang at home in order to increase their cultural standards.
Under the attraction of this trend, Huang Weidong's heart itched. He couldn't help but take out some money to buy a few paintings that were said to be very influential in the inner province of the country.
As for the authenticity of these paintings, just say it bluntly. He wasn't very clear about it either. After spending money to buy them, he would hang them in the living room and bedroom, giving himself time to appreciate them.
Every time a friend came to his door, Huang Weidong could not help but adhere to the style of drinking and talking about the value of these calligraphy and paintings, in exchange for a few pleasant and pleasant words to satisfy his vanity.
However, even though he did not understand the true value of the Gilded Silver Plate, he dared to put his heart at ease. He believed that this was definitely a rare treasure.
The reason was very simple. This Gilded Silver Plate was dug out from the river bank by that farmer called Wan Laifu. He first hid it at home like Fan Wenbin treated it as a treasure, and finally, it fell into his hands. Could it be fake?
It was precisely with this kind of heart that after obtaining the Gilded Silver Plate, Huang Weidong treated it like a treasure and kept it closely. Once he had the time, he closed the door and took it out to admire it alone.