Mr. Wang, the president of Walrus, has already known everything that the senior minister has done to Kok, including the fact that he made people post and helped Kok to promote it, Mr. Wang is also clear.

But he didn't get angry with this senior minister, just accidentally recalled Cao Jing.

Thinking of the scenes when Cao Jing was in the company, President Walrus admitted that he regretted it. He really regretted it, and regretted it extremely.

My courage is still small, I shouldn't have treated Cao Jing that much at the beginning, I should continue to support it. Now that I think about it, it was I who suddenly stopped issuing T coins that led to the demise of Beyond the Line of Fire, and a series of subsequent events in Cao Jing, who sent Cao Jing into the abyss.

If Cao Jing is still there, I will always put Cao Jing back on the position of vice president, but...

"Hey, but people can't be resurrected from the dead!"

Mr. Wang, the walrus, sighed deeply. Only when he loses it will he know how to cherish it. Now he feels that Cao Jing's ability is really not comparable to those below. After all, Cao Jing is his former candidate for successor. If there is Cao Jing Yes, I guess I will save myself a lot of worry today.

Mr. Wang is just 50 this year, in middle age, and he is also in the age of fate, but now he doesn't know much about himself and the future destiny of the company, especially the company, where the future is going, which has troubled him for a long time.

tt is a good seedling and a rooster that lays eggs. Everyone knows this, but how to realize it has troubled everyone in the walrus including Mr. Wang.

It is not that the company is not profitable, nor that the profit is not much, but it is always a little bit short, like a breakthrough, the company is short of a breakthrough that can make the company take off.

Mr. Wang has been in the company so far. Under various factors, he must take another step. If he can't get up, it will be too uncomfortable to be stuck at this stage. Whether it is for himself or for others, he must fight again. a handful.

He couldn't think of anything in the office by himself, and it was not interesting to have a meeting with those subordinates. President Wang thought and went downstairs directly.

"President!"

"Hello, President!"

"Where are you going, President, I'll take you!"

"..."

While going downstairs, people kept greeting him, but Mr. Wang just smiled and didn't respond. He doesn't want to talk to people in the company now, it's annoying!

When they got downstairs, the driver was waiting beside the car. Mr. Wang didn't get into the back of the car, but took the key from the driver and drove into the car by himself.

The driver didn't dare to say anything, and watched Mr. Wang drive away.

Mr. Walrus Wang's car has been bought for nearly five years. It was bought for more than 4 million at the beginning, and now it is still a first-line luxury car. When driving, the power is full, the vehicle is well sealed, the sound quality is high, and the shape is smooth and fast. When Mr. Wang was young, he was a good driver. At this time, when the car started, the accelerator was stepped on, slam! ! With a bang, a bunch of fallen leaves rolled up and hurried away.

On the road, Mr. Wang passed one car after another, but no one dared to honk the horn. When he reached the intersection of the traffic light, the car behind him was ten meters away from him, and he did not dare to approach.

锃! ! !

With another kick of the accelerator, the vehicle rushed across the intersection as if it were a track and field competition, leaving only the scolding and envious eyes of the owner behind.

go all the way,

President Wang drove to a temple on the edge of the city. Of course, he came here not to burn incense and worship Buddha, but to find someone. One of his former college classmates lives here now. Said to live here, in fact, it is only for the sake of peace, and the college classmates do not burn incense and worship Buddha like him.

This temple is not big, and the ordinary people are pitiful. There are just seven people in the courtyard. Mr. Wang had donated money several times before, and the people at the temple gate knew him. When he saw him entering the door, he immediately shook hands with him respectfully. Inside the temple, the host came out and smiled at him, Mr. Wang nodded and asked them to take them to their classmates' residences.

The others left, and Mr. Wang pushed open the door.

This is a house for pilgrims in a temple, and now there is only one college student, and there is a faint scent of sandalwood when entering.

Mr. Wang sighed. Like him, this college classmate used to be a good money owner and was an investment company. I don't know what happened in the past few years, I didn't do my career, and I didn't care about my family, so I came here to clean up. The family originally thought that he wanted to become a monk, and tried their best to stop him, but it turned out that he was really just pure, and he didn't force it.

"You came."

This classmate was reading a philosophy book in the house at this time, and he raised his eyes when he saw Mr. Wang entering the door and said.

"I'm here, alas!"

Mr. Wang sighed and sat down in front of his classmates, looking at the faces of his classmates. I don't know when the young classmates who used to be, now have a few strands of white hair on their foreheads, and Mr. Wang has no such troubles because of good maintenance.

"What's wrong, the love scene is frustrated, or the company is not going well." The college classmate put down the book and said to President Wang with a smile.

"At my age, what setbacks are there in love? It's naturally the company's business."

"I think so too. If you have nothing to do, you won't run to me in the daytime. What's the matter? Let's talk about it and see if I can relieve you of your worries."

"Okay, I'll wait for your words." Mr. Wang let out a long sigh of relief. He and this classmate have been in close contact over the past few years. They often discuss some philosophies of life. Criticize each other, but never rush. Mr. Wang likes this feeling very much, so he ran here in a hurry when he couldn't figure it out in the office today.

"I didn't tell you about this before. It's an internal matter of the company. First, it was a person named Cao Jing..."

At this time, Mr. Wang told this classmate about Cao Jing's dispatch to Xijing, then went abroad and then died. He talked for two hours, during which various things about the company were mixed. Even how he regretted it now, he did not hesitate to say.

After finishing speaking, the college classmates didn't say anything, but Mr. Wang felt a lot more relaxed.

After listening to Mr. Wang's remarks, this college classmate stared at Mr. Wang twice, then turned into a contemplative state, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was meditating, Mr. Wang did not disturb him.

After an unknown period of time, classmate Da Xiao suddenly said, "Continue playing games."

"What?" This sentence was a little vague, and Mr. Wang couldn't hear it clearly.

University classmates widened their eyes at this time: "You have to continue playing games, you can't give up."

"But..." Mr. Wang sighed.

"This is why you are troubled." The college classmates seemed to have figured it out at this time, and their bodies relaxed, "Listen to my analysis for you, you actually know better than me about business matters, and this is why you are now The ultimate reason for such annoyance. In your heart, in fact, you always think that making games is right, which is in line with business laws and the right path for the company. But because of the failure in the early stage and the matter of Cao Jing, you hesitated, let Your determination is shaken. But your reason and your experience are telling you that it is absolutely right to play games, so when the two ideas collide, you are troubled."

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