"How many times I am willing to meet your request."

Chen Hansheng smiled and walked out of the car and gave Zheng Guanti a hug, but his hands and feet were clean, as if he were a real girlfriend and friend.

The scent of Zheng Guanti's hair was sniffed from his nose, and the cold wind blew into his body through his neck, chilling.

"Welcome back, princess in trouble."

"Thank you also for coming to pick me up, Chen Zhannan."

"Let's go."

Chen Hansheng helped her turn on Xiao Xiali's co-pilot and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Zheng Guanti asked, "I want to eat hot duck blood vermicelli, fried buns, lamb skewers, do you have it?"

Chen Hansheng didn't speak, but pointed to the time on the dashboard-2:40 in the morning, and then activated the throttle to leave Lukou Airport.

What he meant, there is a midnight snack when I order this.

Zheng Guanti smiled disapprovingly and watched the brightly lit Lukou Airport gradually go away. It was very quiet on the highway, only the dim street lights and the high-end cars that "swoosh" over Xiali from time to time.

"You buy a low-end Mercedes-Benz BMW now. It shouldn't be a problem."

Zheng Guanti couldn't help saying that she drives a sports car, this kind of Xiali is really about the same speed as the turtle.

"Are you paying?"

Chen Hansheng glanced at her: "There is still an introduction from a rich woman in Hong Kong, I don't want to work hard anymore."

"This request is too late."

Zheng Guanti sighed: "Don't tell me when I was in Hong Kong, now that I have returned to the mainland, and part of my assets have been allocated, don't call me any more activities that exceed 50 yuan in the future."

"Hahaha."

Chen Hansheng laughed, and there was no traffic jam in the middle of the night. He soon returned to Dongshan Town, Jiangling District. Zheng Guanti looked at the familiar streets outside the car window and asked in silence, "Why don't you ask the reason."

"Eat first, and we'll talk after dinner."

Chen Han raised his chin, and there was a duck blood fan shop in front of him. It was very conspicuous among the rows of dark stalls, especially the light box of "Jianye characteristic duck blood fans".

Zheng Guanti was very happy: "Unexpectedly, it's three thirty in the middle of the night, and there are still stores open, so I'm happy now."

The two walked into this ordinary duck blood fan shop. The owner was a simple middle-aged couple. They sat in the shop and saw Chen Hansheng and Zheng Guanti approaching. They immediately stood up and gave up their positions.

Chen Hansheng snapped his fingers: "Two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup, and any other specialties."

Zheng Guanti was a little strange: "In the duck blood fan shop, what else can there be except soup noodles?"

But what surprised her was that there were a lot of specialties, such as fried buns, soup dumplings, mutton skewers, dried shredded noodles, and other Jianye specialty street snacks. They were served in the same way, still steaming. .

Zheng Guanti looked at it for a moment: "Boss, does your family still do this?"

"Don't do it.

The middle-aged woman wiped her hands with her apron, and said to Chen Hansheng, "Can I speak, young man?"

Chen Hansheng smiled: "Let's talk about it."

"Originally, our house was about to close at 11 in the morning. This guy came in with these food and gave us 300 yuan to close the door later."

The middle-aged woman smiled: "The young man said that a friend got off the plane in the middle of the night. She has been very hard these days. She must miss Jianye's duck blood fans very much..."

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Chen Hansheng didn't expect the aunt of the duck blood fan store to have such a good memory. After he answered Zheng Guanti's call in the dormitory, he recalled the faint melancholy in her tone, and wanted to give some comfort from his "friends".

Then what method should be adopted, Zheng Guanti like flowers and chocolates will not like it. This is a trick to deal with Xiaoyuer.

Chen Hansheng immediately thought that Zheng Guanti used to eat late night snacks with herself. The taste in Hong Kong is relatively light and the house rules are quite strict. She should rarely eat street food.

Therefore, Chen Hansheng drove the car from door to door and asked which one was willing to wait all night.

The owner of this duck blood fan shop was not happy at first, but the lady boss immediately agreed. Chen Hansheng paid out another 300 yuan, and the boss agreed.

"Will you be moved and want to cry?"

Chen Hansheng looked at Zheng Guanti.

"I was very moved."

Zheng Guandi smiled and said, "But you are too awkward, so I won't express it, and you certainly did not try to tease other girls with this method."

"Really very few."

Chen Hansheng said frankly: "Dong University uses the one frequently, and the one from the Financial Yuanyuan is too silly, and she may not understand it after using it."

"Oh."

Zheng Guanti nodded. She didn't respond. The shop gradually calmed down. Only when Zheng Guanti was eating the soup dumpling, the soup spilled out.

Chen Hansheng had actually eaten dinner, but felt that Zheng Guanti had no appetite for eating alone, and accompanied him to a bowl of duck blood fans, then took out a cigarette and threw one to the shop owner, and he smoked it silently.

At 4 o'clock, some cleaners got up. They walked in groups on the empty street and looked curiously at this duck blood fan shop that stayed up all night.

Zheng Guanti wiped his mouth after eating, took two sips of hot tea, and suddenly said, "The family has taken 30% of the shares of New Century Electronics Factory, and I only have 70% left."

Chen Hansheng didn't say a word, and flicked the soot blankly, listening to Zheng Guanti continue to speak.

"I'm an unfavorable three-house girl, and I'm not the main room. Some people in the second room are frustrated in investing in Southeast Asia and can only seek compensation from other places. I am a soft persimmon in everyone's eyes. "

Zheng Guanti held the tea cup in the white palm of her hand and hovered, her fingers were long and beautiful, and she looked energetic.

"Fortunately, there is still a controlling stake."

Zheng Guanti sighed.

She meant that if there is no controlling right, the factory will not be safe.

"Fortunately, there is a controlling stake."

Chen Hansheng cleared his throat and seemed to repeat it, but the sentence was different and the tone was different, and the meaning had other changes.

Zheng Guanti's life is so-so. He often organizes his office for a long time, but he is particularly sensitive to business. Huo Ran raised his head and looked at Chen Hansheng.

The young "conspirator" in front of him directly sent all the die-hards in the factory abroad with a single plane ticket.

Chen Hansheng was a little impatient with being stared at: "What the **** are you staring at me, there is no other information, I can judge and analyze all of them."

"some."

This time Zheng Guanti is rare to have a challenge with Chen Hansheng: "The reason why the second room took it away is that they said that I will marry sooner or later. It is better to stay in Zheng's house instead of giving it to outsiders for nothing."

"That's it, what do you think?"

"What do I think?"

Chen Hansheng grinned: "30% is obviously the first step. After a few years of cannibalization, 70% will not belong to you sooner or later, so make your plans."

"Then what will you do?"

Zheng Guanti obviously knew that she wanted to hear Chen Hansheng's opinion.

"In my opinion, it's not too big to just look at the excitement. When others do the first year of junior high school, I do the fifteenth, who persuades who is a dog."

Chen Hansheng said: "There is a kind of capital operation called shell swap, which is to direct the core technology, elite human resources, and sales channels of the new century electronics factory to a new factory when you are the master, leaving behind a pile of mess and old. Weak and sick to others."

"At that time, the new factory did not have too many shackles, and then we will engage in some business that keeps pace with the times. It is not good to go lightly..."

"Ouch."

Zheng Guanti listened intently, the tea cup was accidentally tilted off, and the hot water dripped on her wrists to realize that she did not expect that Chen Hansheng provided herself with a household plan.

"This is the best way, and it's also a relief."

Chen Hansheng spread his hands: "If it were me, I would definitely use it."

"Your method~lightnovelpub.net~ will not mention the renunciation with Hong Kong, but it is actually flawed."

Zheng Guanti's head is very good. She thought about it and said, "Funding is a big problem. The production line of the new factory will cost at least tens of millions. My money is definitely not able to move. I will be discovered when I move. Give me tens of millions?"

Chen Hansheng stared at her for a long time, patted her **** and stood up and left the shop: "It might be a pie in the sky, but if you don't do it, you will definitely have nothing in the end."

At the door of the New Century Electronics Factory, Chen Hansheng said to Zheng Guanti, the co-pilot, "Don't think about it so much, at least until you return to Hong Kong next year, your equity is still safe."

"Ok."

Zheng Guanti nodded, and before getting out of the car, she suddenly turned sideways and put her arms around Chen Hansheng: "Scumbag, thank you for the duck blood fan soup, my heart is very warm."

"It's true, can I confirm it?"

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