"Are you?" Lao Hang hesitated, stretched out his hand and shook it.

The man smiled and didn’t know if he didn’t hear it or someone just next to him was chatting with him. He didn’t answer but turned around and chatted with others directly, and he used English. For a while, everyone around the old man started to use it. English dialogue.

Old hanging can't understand.

But intuition tells him that this person is not good.

The old sling, who didn’t understand what people were talking about, put the notebook on the table, and saw the teacher walk in and waited for the class. Ben he was waiting for him, but suddenly the few people who were chatting with Ji Hongxiang suddenly brushed together. Looking at the old hanging.

Lao Diao turned his head and looked at him suspiciously. Several thirty-something golden-collar people indeed looked at him in unison, two of them spoke English to him.

Lao Hang naturally didn't understand what the other party was saying.

After the other party finished speaking, he saw Lao Diao with a blank face, and was stunned, while Ji Hongxiang on the side gave a weird smile and then flew a few words of English, and the other people said thoughtfully and nodded.

"This is the pillar of Xingsheng Magazine. He is called his old man. Xingsheng Magazine and our Fengxing Magazine go hand in hand. Especially in recent years, Xingsheng Magazine has made great progress. It's beyond the strength of our popular magazine." Ji Hongxiang smiled and said with a murderous knife.

Lao Diao's eyes were cold.

What is Xingsheng Magazine's great progress in recent years? What is Xingsheng Magazine's enthusiasm to catch up with Fengxing Magazine? Obviously, after serving as the CEO of Xingsheng Magazine in Gao Leng, he had already left Fengxing Magazine behind. Especially this time the summit was called "Luo Hua Liu Shui" by Fengxing Magazine.

It seems that this person is from Fengxing Magazine.

"It's okay, you can speak Chinese." Ji Xianghong saw that Lao Hang didn't speak as if he was making a round for him, and he smiled and said to the few people sitting next to him: "They are all colleagues, and now we are all classmates, we don't understand English, let’s communicate in Chinese in the future."

Lao Diao looked back at those people, and to see what they looked like, the latter ones were also working as media.

As long as it is a real elite, it is the person that the old man wants to dig, and it is also the person that the popular magazine company wants to dig. The person from Fengxing Magazine seemed to take care of the old man, but he saw the sentence "I don't understand English" but he lowered his position invisibly.

This kind of digging, one goes one after the other. Elevating one's own company and suppressing others' companies to grab talent is a common method used by many HRs.

"Hello, I am the video editor of the XX website. I have heard of your name and heard from colleagues that they all call you Diaoye, the right-hand man of Mr. Gao of Xingsheng Magazine." A young man stretched out his hand and respected him. .

"Master Diao, this name is very loud, may I ask your last name?"

"It's Mr. Gao's right-hand man... That must be the elite of the elite. Why did Manager Ji just say that he was the leader of the driver..."

For a while, I was polite, but also a little doubtful. Lao Diao found the keyword "Mr. Season" in their words, so he took out his mobile phone and quickly entered a few words and sent it to his subordinates: Check the information of the season manager of the popular magazine, and give me a rough answer within five minutes. I need complete information within an hour.

Knowing yourself and knowing the other side will win all battles, and now this season manager has obviously done an investigation on Lao Diao, and Lao Diao can only be a late game player. You must understand his background first.

"Just call me Lao Diao." Lao Diao smiled slightly, and he nodded: "I haven't been to university, so I really don't understand English."

Never studied at university? As soon as he said this, several people around were surprised, and they looked at each other and did not answer.

Although Lao Diao feels a little inferior in his heart, he is a driver who used to not speak English. Even the three words MBA are substandard. It can be seen that after the provocative gaze of this popular magazine company, Lao Diao is full of confidence. He smiled and nodded calmly and naturally. He couldn't see the slightest inferiority complex, and said: "I haven't read it in high school."

...

There was silence around.

A few seconds later, their faces were filled with unbelief.

"Are you the old man from Xingsheng Magazine? The one who heard that Mr. Gao is one of the special ones." Finally, one person couldn't help asking. Can't blame this group of people for being surprised. This is an MBA class, a business class. The master of management class, and there are requirements for enrollment, all come to gold collar.

How is it possible to come to a master of business administration that you haven't read in high school? !

Hahaha, the old crane laughed and nodded: "I am the old crane."

...

The surroundings were silent again, and several people looked at each other, all showing a slight look of contempt.

He laughed loudly and spread his hands out: "I didn’t use English when I talked with Hong Kong casino tycoon Biao brother. People from a country usually chat and pull in English? Everyone can use Chinese. Take care of my mountain and wild. Old man."

"Casino Tycoon Brother Biao?!"

"Eastern Gang, that casino tycoon!"

"Brother Diao, you even discussed business with him!"

Sure enough, none of these golden collars were vegetarians. They keenly caught the keyword "Casino Biao", their eyes lit up, and they looked at the old man with admiration.

Speaking of putting on a majestic posture, the old hanger, who has been heroic by nature and fought with Gao Leng for so long, sits in no way inferior to any student in the room.

"Well, I talked about a cooperation. It was all an opportunity given by Mr. Gao." Lao Diao's gaze crossed Manager Ji's face, confident: "You also know what a rough guy like me wants me to write in front of a computer. I really can’t do it. I teach my assistants to do all these things. I mainly talk about cooperation.”

This aura immediately shook the group of classmates who had looked down upon him before.

Lao Diao turned his head and looked at Manager Ji with a slight smile. With a ding-dong, his text message came: "Ji Hongxiang, deputy manager of the personnel department of Fengxing Magazine, has worked for Fengxing Magazine for five years and graduated from the Communication Department of North X University in China. Before working in the Ministry of Manpower, he was one of the golden writers of Fengxing Magazine."

Being able to serve as the golden pen of Fengxing Magazine indicates that this person is strong. You must know that Gao Leng is also the golden pen of Xingsheng Magazine.

This person should not be underestimated, I always thought.

Don't be underestimated, and the old man smiled.

"My assistant wrote a good plan, but it's still not as good as the personnel department, especially our deputy manager of the personnel department. As soon as I called, he came over and gave me some forms, what plan, and wrote it clearly." Old Hanging, he looked at the deputy manager of the personnel department of Fengxing Magazine.

You are not a deputy manager, you shit! Have you discussed business with Brother Biao? Have you ever talked about business with Brother Biao face to face? You don't have one, but I do have it, and I didn't lie about this. According to his status, the personnel department of Xingsheng Magazine met him and gave him a sigh.

The deputy manager of the personnel department of the Gufengxing Magazine came to laugh at him?

Wang Zhi despised.

Manager Ji swallowed hard, his eyes flickered and looked at Lao Hang deeply. He didn't expect that the rough man who was born as a low-level driver could reverse the conversation so quickly.

Low education is obviously a very low price, and the old man turned it into a patience at once. Manager Ji thought silently in his heart, feeling very depressed.

This person should not be underestimated, Manager Ji thought.

The old man sneered and stopped talking. The battle just started.