C341 Layout
C341 Layout
As the head of the business, Zhang Haisheng Group, you have a more accurate understanding of Qiantong Group than anyone else.
The company's valuation was definitely much higher than it appeared to be. It even seemed to have the power to surpass him.
If not, he would not have made an exception and invited Wan Qian to the top floor. This was definitely a friendly signal.
Unfortunately, Wan Qian didn't buy it.
"Heh …" Do you really take this Mo Capital listed company club of yours seriously? I'm telling you, if I'm going up, I'm going up on my own. I won't accept your invitation. "Furthermore, the moment I go up is the moment the club dissolves."
Wan Qian sat up and said seriously.
He had had enough of Zhang Haisheng's bullying. At this moment, seeing his great potential, he wanted to curry favor with him. Humph, it's too late.
When the people standing heard what Wan Qian said, they were all very surprised. They did not expect him to refuse Zhang Haisheng's invitation. Not only that, they didn't give him any face at all.
He also said that he would need to rely on his own strength to get to the top of the Mo Capital Club, and even disband the organization within the club.
This was definitely smacking Zhang Haisheng's face in public, and it was smacking him hard.
She rejected the invitation and even disbanded the club that Zhang Haisheng painstakingly managed for most of his life. This was intolerable. This was simply too arrogant.
As expected, Zhang Haisheng was so angry that his entire body trembled when he heard Wan Qian's words. He couldn't say anything for a long time.
If not for so many people watching him, he might have been angered to death.
This Wan Qian was too shameless. He really didn't know who he was just because he was an asset worth trillions, right?
You think you can't do anything to him with your entire Mo Capital, right?
Do you think that all these years he has been Mo Capital's Richest Man for nothing?
Do you think my Zhang father and son are easy to bully?
Zhang Haisheng could not tolerate Wan Qian's arrogance. A new round of war was on the verge of breaking out.
"Governor Yuan, I am Zhang Haisheng from the Mo Capital Bank. I now ask you to freeze all bank funds of Wan Qian. "
As the owner of the local bank in Mo Capital, he used his connections to investigate and find out that Wan Qian's cooperative bank was Taiyuan Bank.
Thus, he directly called Yuan Er, who was in charge of the Taiyuan Bank, and asked him to freeze all of Wan Qian's bank funds.
As the bank's controller, they usually gave each other face. After all, he might be able to use him at any time.
But this time, things didn't seem to go smoothly.
"What!? No way!? Find out how much money he has in his bank! No... authority!? "
Zhang Haisheng opened his eyes wide and said the last two words before falling backwards dizzily.
Everyone at the scene panicked and quickly held his body, allowing him to lie down slowly.
"Call the doctor!"
Zhang Tianhao hugged Zhang Haisheng's head and roared.
It frightened the surrounding people so much that they quickly scattered in all directions to find a doctor. At the same time, the building's emergency measures had already been activated, and very quickly, dozens of doctors ran over from the infirmary, quickly kneeling on the ground to check the body of this Mo Capital leader.
Zhang Tianhao hugged his neck and glared at Wan Qian. "If anything happens to my dad! "You are finished!"
Wan Qian shook his head and left the club in fear.
No one could understand what Zhang Haisheng heard that made him faint in such a panic.
Zhang Haisheng was probably the only one who understood what it was like for a bank to not have the authority to investigate the funds of its customers.
In other words, whether it was Wan Qian's identity or the amount in his bank card, neither of them could be compared with Zhang Haisheng.
Even Zhang Haisheng's assets could be found in the banking system. However, Wan Qian didn't have the authority to check. One could imagine the great disparity between the two of them.
However, Wan Qian didn't think too much of it. He got into a car and headed towards the Drywall Chef Training School.
This training school in the suburbs seemed a little desolate. There were still not many sources of life. After all, not many young people would be willing to work so hard.
"Zhou Zheng, how many people are there in the school now?"
Wan Qian went straight to the point when he arrived at the training school's office.
"Director Wan, there are only 200 of them."
Zhou Zheng stood beside Wan Qian and said.
He had heard of Wan Qian's current strength. It was said that he was already a millionaire of millions.
Fortunately, this rich man was his boss. This made his heart feel much more at ease.
At the very least, he felt that he wouldn't lose his job. I can follow him for the rest of my life.
Wan Qian frowned as he knocked on the table. He didn't expect the table to be so small. It seemed that he needed to increase his promotions.
"So I had people come to the school to do some publicity videos and advertise on TV. Plan some other gourmet programs, and you will be the lead speaker. He would even be on the live broadcast platform to receive some food broadcasts to advertise for us. and is now beginning to open a chef training facility across the country. "
The best way to get on the market quickly was to get on the national development platform. This makes it easier for others to take training courses. It was not necessary for everyone to come to the Mo Capital.
"I'll do as Director Wan says."
"Then you do what you need to do first. I need to collect some resources from the others."
After Wan Qian finished his sentence, Zhou Zheng left the office, the sweat on his neck dripping onto the floor. This was the result of being oppressed by Wan Qian's aura.
Perhaps it was due to him fighting with Zhang Haisheng earlier, but the rich side of him had yet to subdue his momentum. This caused everyone around to feel pressured.
Wan Qian sent a message to Wenn Chou, "Coming to work for Wen Director, there's a chef training school. You need to take the scenes and shoot at the back of every program to advertise for a period of half a year. Another gourmet food show was planned, with one of my chefs as the lead lecturer. "You can calculate the total cost."
Wenn Chou had long gotten used to Wan Qian's message. It was all about advertising, and there was no need to be stingy about it.
However, from his point of view, Wan Qian's profit was also proportional. Otherwise, how could he have gone from being the boss of a listed company with tens of billions of dollars, to being the boss of a listed company with millions of dollars?
He had heard of all the rumors in the business community.
"Director Wan, I'll take care of my first disciple this time. The total cost of filming, along with planning and advertising, is two trillion yuan. "
[Taiyuan Bank] From the 12: 15 o'clock system transfer, with your closing number being 4311, 200000000000.00, the available balance is 990930000000000000.00
"It's been transferred to you. Send someone here as soon as possible. "
After saying that, Wan Qian hung up and sent a message to Nan Hsing: "Make a live broadcast APP." "Just like the live broadcast platform in the market, we only need to compete with them."
Wan Qian was finally going to take action against the live broadcast platform. At the same time, he also sent a message to Feng Xue, asking her to help set up a live broadcast company. At that time, all of the netizen resources would be available on one's own platform.
He would no longer need to be selected by other platforms.
"Good, Director Wan. This software requires 50 billion. Including a one-year maintenance fee. "
"It's your turn. Let's begin."
Wan Qian directly transferred the money to Nan Hsing. At the same time, let Wu steel on the recruitment platform to release dry software recruitment information.
After all, right now, the Drychannel software is the largest software developer in the country. There would definitely be more software production requirements in the future. Currently, he was unable to deal with all of this. After doing all of this, Wan Qian went to where Zhou Zheng was doing his training. At this moment, they were undergoing a strict basic skill training: Dipper.
It was a huge iron pot weighing several tens of kilograms. Everyone needed to use one arm to shake it more than a thousand times to pass. This was definitely a test of the chef's stamina and endurance as well as strength.
It was also a compulsory training program for those who entered the sect.
When he saw Wan Qian approaching, Zhou Zheng could not help but shout out, "Hello, Director Wan!"
When the people below heard this, they also shouted in unison: "Good morning, Director Wan!" Wan Qian saluted with his hands, and said slowly while standing in front of the crowd, "People eat as heaven. You should understand the importance of cooking. Maybe you still don't understand, but that's because you don't stand high enough. "
Wan Qian said as he looked at the crowd. Everyone was convinced. In front of Wan Qian, no one dared to say how high they stood.
After all, there were only four people higher than him in the entire Mo Capital.