Gao Leng is a smart man, he understood at once, and looked at the fat man with a grin: "You said."

"Boss, I will ask you, what will you do to us in the future?" The fat man pointed at himself, then pointed at Lao Diao and Jian Xiao Shan: "Since you will not be like Lao Yang, you must take a warning, then How do you plan to treat us founding fathers?"

"Fatty! Can you talk to the boss like this?! Fooling around!" The old hanger didn't expect Fatty to say so directly. He hurriedly said something, but he didn't dare to look at Gao Leng directly.

I don't know when it started. Gao Leng has changed from a junior in his opinion to his boss. The boss of Gao Leng didn't think there was anything before shouting, so he naturally shouted casually.

But now he calls "Boss", but he feels that today's high cold is already above the top. It is the kind of elite he could only see on TV before: the boss of a large magazine, the land and projects under his hand, and the business circle. The big guys can have a chat with a cup, or even collaborate.

This is what the driver driver had never dreamed of before: he actually became brothers with such a boss.

And brother...

The old man suddenly loses his confidence, can he really become brothers with such a boss?

In the time that passed by, Gao Leng's decisiveness and calmness in doing things were seen in Lao Diao's eyes, and Gao Leng had quietly become the person who made Lao Diao look up. Lao Diao looked at the fat man who had something to say with some envy. Although the fat man said it directly, he also said part of it in his heart.

Gao Leng did not rush to speak, but quietly watched the fat man wait for him to continue.

"Old hanging, don't talk to you." The fat man was very dissatisfied with the stopping of the old hanging. In his opinion, he couldn't hold back the matter. Why should he pay attention to the words? If you have to pay attention to the wording when you talk to your own brother, what kind of brother is it?

When the fat man thought of this, his eyes were a little red. He patted the table and saved himself: "The people in Fengxing Magazine are veterans. You said the boss. This veteran can't always occupy an important position, which will cause the rising star to fail to get ahead. Let the company have no vitality. After a few years of work, I will be a veteran, boss, I am not reluctant to bear this position, this position, I just want to ask you, is it in your eyes, the friendship of us working hard with you bare-handed, Is it not as important as the company’s interests?!"

The fat man was a little excited when he said: "Boss, I'll do it with you, but I can save my life! I, old man, simple, can't one of us be able to fight for you?! Could it be a few years or ten? Years later, will our years of experience fail to match the company's interests?"

"Fatty, what are you talking about." Fatty's voice grew louder and louder. Gao Leng sat, standing, as if he was about to rush over. Jian Xiao Shan couldn't listen anymore and asked to stop him, but he saw Gao Leng wave. Waved.

"Fatty said very well." Gao Leng looked serious, then looked at the old man: "Sit down."

The three of them all sat down, but the fat man who had spared his effort was not timid anymore. He looked straight at Gao Leng waiting for his answer.

"You are right, the plate of Fengxing Magazine is too small, and it is really wrong that the 14 veterans have been entrenched in the most important positions. This will only make Fengxing Magazine worse and worse, and it also gives me the opportunity to knock them down. Therefore, I will definitely not follow the old path of the popular magazine." Gao Leng said affirmatively.

The more certain, the darker the Fatty and Lao Diao's faces.

"That's too impersonal, I don't know why I followed you." The fat man turned his head aside, his nose a little sour.

Gao Leng frowned and glared at Fatty. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Oh! Fuck! It hurts!" The fat man was slapped by Gao Lengmeng, and he slapped his forehead on the desk... He covered his forehead and looked at Gao Leng dumbfounded.

"You have a little brain, okay?" Gao Leng stretched out his hand and poked his head vigorously, just like his father poked his unsatisfied son: "You think I will be like Lao Yang from Fengxing Magazine. Magazine?"

...

The fat man blinked, and Lao Hang blinked.

"He is only fourteen veterans, only fourteen, so he occupies all of the most important positions in Fengxing Magazine. With such a small plate, you guys think I will order the plates for the rest of my life? I can't accommodate any of you. "Gao Leng gave these people angrily, patted the table: "Once I start green agriculture, at least a dozen important positions will be missing!"

...

The fat man swallowed, and the old man swallowed too.

This is the truth.

The reason why Fengxing Magazine couldn't do it was because the veteran occupied all important positions and the plate was too small. And the plate under Gao Leng's is so big, he is now exhausted for talents, how could he have no place to give them?

"What should I do after a few years or more than ten years? You have no positions. I said, brother, if I work for ten years, if you still want me to be a manager, then I have failed too much."

"Then... Then what will we be... what position?" The fat man scratched his head.

"You have to at least manage a company for me, right?" Gao Leng stared at the fat man with no anger, and then at the old man: "Are you planning to not be aggressive and eat me just like the old guys in Fengxing Magazine? Early! If you don’t pick the main beams for me, who will take the main beams for me? Besides, it’s bigger, there will be more beams from now on, what are you talking about!"

The fat man and Lao Diao looked at each other, agreeing that they were too stupid: This old Yang made a popular magazine in his life, such a small plate, but Gao Leng's plate now is far above Lao Yang, how could it be possible? Can't hold some veterans?

"Yeah, I'm really stupid." The fat man stretched out his hand and slapped himself lightly: "The boss now makes more dishes than the popular ones. How could we guys occupy all his important positions? It is enough to recruit 17 or 8 middle-level management talents..."

"I'm going to manage a company in the future?" The old man subconsciously took out the cigarette again, and his hand shook a little while holding the cigarette: "No, I still want to be the manager. This is enough money...to manage a company Is it too exaggerated? Or, boss, you invite someone?"

I was afraid that my position would be gone in the future, but now I am worried that this person is too big...

"Don't smoke in the conference room. This is a glass door. The employees outside can't see it well." Gao Leng glanced at Lao Diao, "Pinch it."

Lao Diao hurriedly pinched and smiled, it feels good to be trained by the boss.

Jian Xiaodan suddenly remembered something: “The stars from Fengxing Magazine are following up. The hot searches on Weibo are all the big stars helping them at the summit charity dinner, but Yuzhi did not follow up, and her studio still Someone was sent to ask us, I think Yuzhi wants to help us do something at the summit."

"Yu Zhi is really righteous, now many stars are inclined to the popular magazine." Old Hang said.

"Contact Yuzhi, I happen to be looking for her for something." Gao Leng thought for a while, and said, "Just these two days. See when she has time, I will find her."