Early the next morning.

This is probably the first time in many years that Ning Weikai was sitting in the office in casual clothes on working days.

His expression was calm, a cup of coffee at hand, a movie magazine, was reading. Yuan Jun, in charge of the two secretaries, is packing his documents and items. One by one square boxes are piled up at the door. There are only a dozen of them in total. It is the president of this billion-dollar asset and industry champion, who is all in the business.

Yuan Jun was also very calm and gave instructions to the secretaries gently and gently. It was two female secretaries who did not dare to show up. The atmosphere in the office is so quiet, but they are tense, fearing that they will make a mistake.

It was quickly finished.

The two secretaries retreated like a wind. Yuan Jun cleared his cough and said, "Mr. Ning, it's done."

"Well." Ning Weikai responded faintly, still holding the magazine, seeming to be extremely focused.

Yuan Jun said nothing, standing sideways and waiting.

After tidying up and not leaving, what is the president's plan? He doesn't need to speculate, he just needs to obey.

The sun in the midsummer is so good, through the dark glass, sprinkled on the marble floor, reflecting the light golden light. The pair of superiors and subordinates stayed so quietly, and their time lapsed minute by minute.

Finally, just after ten o'clock, someone knocked on the door. There were also footsteps outside the door. The sound was loud, dense, and cluttered. It sounded like a lot of people.

Yuan Jun walked over and opened the door. Leading in is a vice president of Xinbaorui, then the head of the Shayingzi brand, then the manager of the purchasing department, the manager of the human resources department, the manager of the marketing department, the manager of the information technology department...

They all looked dignified, and Ning Weikai always looked down at the pictorial, as if he hadn't noticed everyone's arrival.

So Yuan Jun put everyone in, and then gave a glance at the secretary outside the door. The secretary made a gesture, indicating that no one came. Yuan Jun closed the door tightly.

At this time, Ning Weikai finally looked up. In the eyes of everyone, even though the former CEO was wearing a sports casual jacket and trousers, he was still very handsome and magnificent.

"Why? Come here to send me?" Ning Weikai smiled, "It's time to go to work now, why are you leaving your job?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the huge president's office was strange and quiet.

The leading vice president said first: "Mr. Ning, what are your plans for the future?" Everyone agreed: "Yes! We want to know." "You can't just go away so quietly."

Ning Weikai smiled, stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and slowly paced in front of everyone.

"I haven't considered this issue for the time being."

He answered lightly, but the people again did not know how to answer the call. At this time, the general manager of the Shayingzi brand spoke. He was Ning Weikai who was pulled out by his hand. He was in his early thirties, graduated from a prestigious school, wore pair of glasses, was smart and decisive, and was the most prominent among the new generation of leading cadres of New Borui.

"Mr. Ning, I have a resignation letter here. It's mine." He took out an envelope from his pocket, handed it to Ning Weikai, and smiled. "Ning Zong, I will go wherever you go. "

Ning Weikai glanced at it, and didn't answer or speak.

Although other people did not make such a decision as General Manager Sha Ying, but seeing Ning Weikai's attitude mimicked similarities, everyone talked and talked.

"Yes, Mr. Ning, we have been with you for so many years, we can't just leave."

"Can't I make another proposal with the board of directors? All the employees of Xinbaorui can petition collectively!"

"Mr. Ning, the newly established Internet company, dozens of people, tens of millions of assets, what is good to go! Why don't you go it alone!"

When the idea finally came out of one of them, the others were quiet.

Then no more scruples, one after another.

"Yes, technology, supplier relationships, and key customer relationships are all in our hands. Let's make another brand!"

"People are not a problem. Who is not satisfied with the employees of the whole company? As long as you say it, at least my purchasing department, everyone, all relationships, bring you to you!"

"Mr. Ning, I actually want to persuade you to do it alone. Based on your status in the industry, what should not be said is that Xinbaorui depends on you, not you rely on Xinbaorui."

...

During this process, Ning Weikai remained silent.

But everyone is looking forward to it.

Because this is his consistent decision-making style-let his subordinates express their own opinions, whether right or wrong, he will never remember hatred, and will never make you a little embarrassed. After careful consideration, he will tell you his final decision.

And this decision always takes their people, even all employees of Xinbaorui, in the right direction. Even if the success of Shaying squeezes the profits of other brands. But everyone with a discerning eye knows that this is already the best result that the son-in-law of Zhu wished to conspire in an environment of internal and external difficulties.

What even Ning Weikai himself does not know is how many employees felt sad, resentful, and unfair in the number of employees a few days ago, after the resolution of the high-level change was issued! A successful leader, the prestige established by an enterprise, is sometimes ubiquitous and silent. Every day, employees looked up to him from afar, hearing about his talent and courage. Their most intuitive feeling is that the red envelopes are getting thicker and thicker each year, and their status in the industry is getting higher and higher. For them, Ning Weikai is a symbol.

He represents Xinbaorui who is always innovative, always enterprising, and always dominates the industry champion.

And one day, the leader suddenly wants to be demoted. Ordinary employees, even those who have not been in contact with him, will feel that they are empty. Suddenly feel hesitant, suddenly feel that the future new Borui will no longer be the same as the new Borui.

...

Ning Weikai looked up and looked at them.

He counted the heads silently in his heart. Sixteen of the heads of the twenty-four departments of the company came today. The key departments are almost here. well.

He smiled.

This smile shows everyone's hope, and assistant Yuan Jun is even more agitated in his heart-does the boss have this plan? Great!

Who knows his answer, but it is beyond everyone's expectations.

"I am very grateful that you came to send me today. Thank you for your trust in me, Ning Weikai, so trusting." He patted the shoulder of General Manager Sha Ying and glanced at the vice president, "I'll take everyone's heart , Must also be in my mind. But these days I have been thinking, what would I rather want. What is money? Fame or fame? Power?"

Everyone was silent, but saw him slowly shaking his head: "No, it's not. I want, where can I get it?" He turned his head, looking at the distant blue sky outside the window, and the vast new Borui Park under the blue sky, faint A smile: "Xinbaorui has been my hard work for many years. Especially Sha Ying, just one year after its establishment, is now the company's main source of profit, and there is still much room for development in the future."

He turned to look at them, his voice was slow and strong: "So my only hope now is that you stay in Xinbaorui, work hard, do better than before, and stabilize the company's market position. Not for me. The people's going to stay has destroyed the mountains and rivers that everyone has worked so hard for many years. After 10,000 steps back, I am still the major shareholder of Shaying. If you do it well, I can make more money.

As for my plan... If the future really starts again, it must be a broader and better field, so that you can follow through and live up to your trust and expectations. "

——

Before going to the Internet-broken subsidiary, Ning Weikai asked the headquarters for a month's leave. The above agreed very simply. So after saying goodbye to Xinbaorui's confidants on that day, he had nothing to do, so he let Yuan Jun drive the car, and spent a whole day in the urban area. He arrived at home in the evening.

Ning Weikai's home is in the most expensive villa area in the city. The environment is very beautiful and luxurious, even the street lights are set with crystals, and the light is misty, covering his home like a paradise in the dream.

He pushed open the door and walked in. The room was softly lit, and there was no figure, only smelling fresh fragrance. Ning Weikai realized that he was very hungry.

Zhu Hanyu heard the movement and immediately ran out of the kitchen. Still barefoot, wearing a burgundy suspender skirt, the whole person looked hired and weak-still the beautiful princess who did not know to take care of herself.

"Put on your shoes." Ning Weikai whispered.

Zhu Hanyu "Oh" snorted, bent over to find lost shoes by the sofa. However, even though she lowered her head, she still did not prevent Ning Weikai from seeing with sharp eyes, her eyes were red and she seemed to cry a lot during the day.

In Ning Weikai's heart, a burst of unprecedented and deep exhaustion suddenly appeared.

During the day at Xinbaorui, even if he wanted to leave the sight of his subordinates, he was always personable and calm. The generous and honest words he told them were his real thoughts, but not his complete thoughts.

His deeper thought is that he will of course have to move in the future, of course he has to do it alone, and of course he will not sell his life for the Zhu family.

but not now. Now he had just been laid down by the Zhu family, and his vitality was seriously injured.

He is not in a hurry, he has to wait for a better time to come back.

But such a calm and rational, step by step, but at home, seeing his wife this second, suddenly disappeared.

There was only exhaustion and weakness.

At this time in the past, if she saw signs of crying, Ning Weikai would definitely come forward and hug her into her arms, coaxing her in a whisper, or holding her to bed and staying warm.

Isn't she his princess?

But today, he really didn't want to speak.

"I went to sleep for a while." He dropped this sentence and turned back to his room.

Behind him, Zhu Hanyu looked up in surprise: "You... don't you have dinner?"

"Don't eat. I've eaten."

Ning Weikai said that she was really sleeping. Close the curtains and lie down on the bed, the room is dim. Then he closed his eyes and his consciousness became vague.

Indeed, it's been a long time since I slept so carelessly.

Who would have been confused for a while, suddenly felt someone lying on his chest.

It is Zhu Hanyu. Bai Yu's body was as soft as a bone, and the deer's watery eyes were looking at him, wronged and worried.

Ning Weikai reached out and put her in her arms. He really didn't want to talk, only used this action to express his apology and fatigue, hoping she could understand.

Then Zhu Hanyu spoke. With a little temptation, a little sorrow: "Wei Kai, you... will you fight with Dad and Brother?"

Ning Weikai opened her eyes and looked at her.

Looking at her in close proximity.

He suddenly felt unbearable.

Push her away, get up, and put on your coat. He strode outwards. Zhu Hanyu's voice came from behind: "But you..."

He had taken the door and left the house.

——

When receiving the call from Ning Weikai, Yuan Jun was surprised. Because for many years, Ning Weikai, such as bars and nightclubs, has never touched. Even if it is impossible to talk about business needs, he will definitely get up and leave at nine o'clock in the evening. Someone said this behind his back. It was said that she was the son-in-law of the door, and she didn't dare to come out to play, and it was quite suffocating to be a man like this.

But Yuan Jun knew otherwise. With Mr. Ning's methods, he really wants to be outside, and it may not be impossible to conceal Zhu Hanyu's lady Jiao. So he attributed the reason why Ning Weikai didn't mess up, because of their deep love for the couple.

But today, Ning Weikai asked him to accompany himself to the bar.

But Yuan Jun thinks about it and understands, which man can bear such a setback in his career? The boss wants to relax or even vent, nothing wrong.

The two quickly sat down in a bar.

At the moment in the eyes of Yuan Jun, Ning Weikai still seems to be usually gentle and elegant. So Yuan Jun temporarily rested his mind and ordered a beer. The two were drinking one after another.

This bar is the most well-known in the city, and its name is indeed well-deserved. On the dance floor and everywhere in the bar, there are men and women swaying with the music. In Ning Weikai's eyes, this physical interaction does not bring too much eroticism, but appears to be oppressive and indulgent.

He smiled slightly: "I haven't been to the bar for many years. The last time I came, I was still in college."

Yuan Jun smiled and answered, "Oh, is it because the work is too busy later?"

Ning Weikai had a drink, and smiled and shook his head: "No, it was because he used to play too fiercely in the bar and made a mistake I didn't want to make. At that time, when he was young, he swore on impulse and never entered the bar again. I have been watching for so many years."

Yuan Jun never knew he had such a past, he dared not ask deeply, and only nodded. The two continued to watch the dance floor in silence.

It's just that the bar is always a place to hunt for beauty, and Ning Weikai's appearance is too good. The discerning man only knew his clothes and the keys of the Mercedes-Benz on the table, and knew that he was either rich or expensive. In addition, he didn't have a female companion beside him, and kept looking at the dance floor deeply, so soon a woman came to talk.

Those who dare to talk to him naturally have some confidence. In front of me, this is a pretty girl in her early twenties, like a college student, wearing a colorful dress with a suspender belt, which has a somewhat refined style. The lips are colorful, but the eyes are clear and clean, and he sits next to him: "Hey, what are you looking at?"

Yuan Jun frowned and drove her away. Ning Weikai handed him a stoppering look, and Yuan Jun had to sit back in doubt in a distance.

"I didn't read anything." Ning Weikai answered gently.

The girl rolled her eyes and reached for him: "My name is Lydia."

Ning Weikai gently took her hand and said, "The name is not important."

Lydia smiled "Pomp". "You really don't have demeanor." Suddenly he leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother, don't think I'm talking to you. I look at you so sad, and give you a chance to have an encounter." Are you feeling better?" Suddenly got up and finished, and walked away without looking back.

Yuan Jun looked suspiciously at her casually, while Ning Weikai looked at the girl's slim young figure and suddenly smiled.

Why laugh? Because he suddenly felt ridiculous.

The thirty-year-old man hung his downcast on his face. Such a little girl could actually see it, and then sent him a so-called "encounter".

But his wife couldn't see it.

Once upon a time, there had been such a girl who was so clear-cut, loved him?

She knows his ambitions, she knows his hardships; he can make her laugh as soon as he speaks, and when he is worried about work, she also squats with her face on her side and thinks of a way; and when he outlines the uncertain future The little girl didn't dislike it at all, and said enthusiastically: "Well, we are both so good. If we can continue to be so good, it is not impossible to join forces to lay a foundation in Lin City!"

There is more ambition than him, and more enthusiasm than him.

And now, youth has faded. Once he thought of love, but there was only a vague reflection in his heart. Lin Qian was nothing more than a testimony to his youthful years. He knew very well that he loved his wife deeply. Love her beauty, love her simplicity, love her weakness, and love her wealth.

But what did he lose?

He now has hundreds of millions of wealth. Even if he is excluded from the Zhu family, Dongshan's comeback is nothing but a relief. But why would he feel lost on this extraordinary night, like a young man with a hairy head, suddenly unable to see his life?

——

When Ning Weikai was depressed, the most aspiring person in the entire Lin City and the entire luggage industry was not the love of everyone, but Chen Zheng, who had been dormant for a long time.

This night, he was standing in the production workshop of his Simeqi, looking at the busy workers and looking at the batches of new leisure bags that had just been produced off the assembly line.

Behind him, followed by the managers of Simeqi's various departments. For this time, the crown prince's president's battle against the water, everyone is uneasy and full of confidence. In their view, Aida has been stunned last year because of Aito's flapping wings; New Borui contradicted itself and lost a large market for casual bags. Now that the market's enthusiasm for buying Shaying has stabilized, it is indeed a good time to recover the lost leisure bags.

Of course, the premise of their thinking is that they don’t even know that Aida is the boss behind Mingde Fabrics. They even bought fabrics from Mingde. The quality is really good. The purchasing department intends to propose the establishment of a long-term strategic cooperative relationship.

At this moment, Chen Zheng was standing in front of everyone, and his mind was rolling.

This year, watching Aida and Xinbaorui come and go, killing the whole market bloody. Under the pressure of Vinda, Aito and Shaying, as the second place in the market, Si Meiqi suffered successively without accidents-his mid-range leather bags, casual bags and outdoor bags market gradually shrank and became the most damaged in the three. Serious business.

Now, he has put all the funds and bank loans to fight this battle. He secretly made up his mind: If he fails, he will become a benefactor! Be sure to turn over completely, drag Simei from the bottom of the gradual decline, and return the color to Xinbaorui and Aida!

The author has something to say: touch the chin. Yesterday, there were several girls who were familiar with old Mo Xin's nature. They left me a message and asked me if these few chapters are calmly transitioning.

How does this answer me?

Let's put it this way, it is said that the collection of seven dragon **** will summon the Shenlong. But now, the overlord readers are pouring water and flowers, and the author will enlarge the moves with satisfaction the next day.

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