In fact, Xu Fei was not interested in how Shang Fuhai earned these billions. After hearing him tell the reasons for the donation, Xu Fei knew that he had gone through another side.

It cannot be said that I have made a ill-gotten fortune, but there are really not many such opportunities.

In addition, even if the opportunity comes, even if you put this opportunity in front of you and make it clear to you that you can make money by doing this and doing it, and you can still make a lot of money, this is not something that everyone dares to do.

It would be useless to have no courage and courage.

Obviously, Xu Fei is self-aware of herself. As for investing in this field, she is a steady type, and she is not willing to take risks with huge profits.

The next morning, after a night of repair, Xu Fei went to the company in full spirit. Before leaving, she told Shang Fuhai that she might have to work overtime again tonight.

In addition, she also wanted to go to the municipal government in person and talk to Guo Guangyi and Yao Zhenhua.

Shang Fuhai said something to her last night that the company needs to develop, but it is not a wise move. On the contrary, it is thankless and the behavior is very stupid.

Appropriate use of local government-wide policies is a good thing for local and enterprises.

Shang Fuhai didn't have salted fish at home today, so he also went to the company.

It is urgent to divest Beijing Parker Technology Co., Ltd., a subsidiary of Baofei Group, and Shang Fuhai did not expect that Beijing Parker Technology Co., Ltd. would have a deep dispute with Baofei Group again.

There is an old saying that children who grow up must leave their parents and go out to make a breakthrough by themselves.

Not to mention that the Jingcheng Parker Technology Co., Ltd. and other subsidiaries under Baofei Group are more like giants, with serious mismatch in attributes and scales.

Another thing is that the investors who shoot short videos are complicated and far less pure than Baofei Group. Putting these two together is not conducive to mutual development.

Shang Fuhai came here today for a moment. He came very suddenly and did not say hello to Zhang Zheng and the others in advance to explain the meeting.

Therefore, when he came here, like Song Yutong, who was in charge of Jingcheng EBay Network Technology Co., Ltd., and Liang Rubo, the helmsman of Jingcheng Parker Technology Co., Ltd., they didn't know about this at all, and they were still busy in Beijing.

"Dr. Shang, you are here." As soon as he arrived at the bottom of the Baofei Group Office Building, he happened to meet Zhang Zheng who had just arrived.

Zhang Zheng quickly said hello, he was quite curious about what happened to Shang Fuhai when he came to the company today.

Shang Fuhai stopped walking forward, turned his head and smiled: "Yeah, Lao Zhang, good morning!"

"I'll come here today and hold a video conference with you, Mr. Song and Mr. Liang. I'll say a few things and discuss them together." Shang Fuhai was quite honest.

Zhang Zheng's heart was very fast. He probably thought of something and nodded and asked, "Dong Shang, is it because the photographer's short video is going to be stripped?"

"Well, you guessed it. Sooner or later, since you have decided, it's better to peel it off earlier, so as to avoid the longer the time will become more and more messy." Shang Fuhai looked up at the building in front of him, but his eyes seemed to have penetrated the reinforced concrete building and saw a further place.

"Where is the merger of Baofei Convenience Store and Yigou.com?" Zhang Zheng asked indirectly.

Shang Fuhai said: "I'll talk about it together. Since the plan has been made, I'll say it out earlier and keep it hidden. There are bound to be speculations in private, which is not good."

He paused for a moment, looked at Zhang Zheng calmly but powerfully, and said, "Mr. Zhang, there may be some chaos in the company in the next period of time. At this time, I really need you to make the buffering in the middle!"

"I understand, don't worry, Dong Shang, I will definitely live up to Shang Dong's trust!" Zhang Zheng really felt a sense of trust and mission in his heart.

Shang Fuhai raised his hand and patted him on his shoulder twice, saying, "Let's go, go to my office first, and we will gather Mr. An, Mr. Ma and others together later. The vice presidents at home also called them all. Those who are not at home will notify them to participate in the video conference."

"Okay, I'll arrange someone to inform you immediately." Zhang Zheng nodded and responded, following Shang Fuhai into the straight ladder.

After arriving on the 14th floor, Zhang Zheng first got out of the elevator and went to his own office.

First, he arranged for someone to call and notify the bosses at home to go to the top floor for a meeting. Then he took his laptop and went out directly to the elevator. When he saw that he was parked on the first floor, Zhang Zheng simply stopped waiting and went directly to the 16th floor.

When I arrived at the door of Shang Fuhai's office, I knocked on the door and before I could do much effort, the office door that was hidden was opened.

Shang Fuhai heard the movement and looked up and saw that it was him. He smiled and said, "Old Zhang is here. You sit down and rest for a while and pour yourself a glass of water. I haven't been here for some days. Let's sort out the information on my table first."

"Okay, Mr. Shang, you are busy. I'll make a pot of tea and wait for them." Zhang Zheng is no longer as reserved as he was when he came to work at Baofei Group. Within the framework, he acted casually like others.

Shang Fuhai's office involves many documents that are relatively confidential to the outside world. Every day, a dedicated person will come to clean it, but his room is really not dirty.

There were some documents on the table that he had reviewed or signed last, and he needed to go through them himself to understand the situation.

Zhang Zheng slowly brewed Kung Fu tea there, and he was not in a hurry at all. After three soaking tea, he also pinched a tea cup the size of a child's fist with his thumb and index finger and brought a cup of tea to Shang Fuhai.

"Dr. Shang, you can also drink a sip of water to moisten your throat." Zhang Zheng said.

"Hehe, thank you. I'll look at these two documents again. After Mr. An and the others come over, we will start."

Shang Fuhai spoke, and his mind was placed on the document to be approved.

This is a document submitted by Xie Zhigang, proposing a proposal to expand the Dongyun Flour Factory.

To be precise, this document should have been proposed by Cao Fangyou, the current director of Dongyun Flour Factory, and was first reviewed by Xie Zhigang, and submitted to the Group Operations Management Committee for online review.

An Xiaohui, Liang Rubo, Zhang Zheng and others all felt that this proposal was very OK and suitable for the current development needs of the group subsidiaries. They directly passed the plan and finally put the signature version here in Shang Fuhai.

First, let him know that there is such a thing, and second, he still needs to sign and approve the fees.

Shang Fuhai slowly looked at the document. Cao Fangyou, the director of Dongyun Flour Factory, is professional in flour processing. Some of the insights he put forward in this document are very unique. Shang Fuhai is a layman and he will not comment.

Seeing that Cao Fangyou made a detailed explanation of the serious shortage of Dongyun Flour Mill’s production capacity and could no longer meet the channel market’s supply demand for Dongyun’s special flour. He also mentioned the planned new expansion of the flour mill and the required automation equipment to replace variable labor with stable equipment.

It is very important to Anzhe’s statement that Cao Fangyou is good at.

Shang Fuhai looked up and asked, "Mr. Zhang, you have read this document from Dongyun Flour Factory, too. What are your opinions."

Zhang Zheng nodded without thinking, "Dr. Shang, I think it's pretty good. The main reason is that all kinds of special flour products from Dongyun Flour Factory, a subsidiary of our group, have been filled with goods in Baofei Convenience Store and Yigou. The market users also recognize Dongyun Flour. There is a strong demand for purchasing. The existing Dongyun Flour Factory has obviously insufficient production capacity. If it does not expand production, we will owe the goods. There will be some fake products that fake our brand in the market. When customers are lost, that is our loss."

"So, in fact, the channel is more important!" Shang Fuhai pointed out this key point heavily.

Zhang Zheng also did not deny: "Dr. Shang, the channel of recognition is indeed very important. However, if the product quality of Dongyun Flour Factory is not up to standard and cannot be recognized by market users, it is impossible to have the current sales volume. Director Cao also made an indelible contribution."

"You are right. Go back and say it to President Meng and give Director Cao an appropriate level." Shang Fuhai said casually.

In his opinion, this was not a big deal, but for Cao Fangyou, it added another very objective income.

Not long after, An Xiaohui, Ma Yilin, Meng Xingwen, who had been in Bocheng, and Liang Haitao, who had been promoted to vice president of the charity group, also came after another upgrade.

"It's all here!" Shang Fuhai asked Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng said: "Dr. Shang waits for a few minutes, and Vice President Zhang Zhaojun from Baofei Convenience Store will also come here later."

When Shang Fuhai heard that Zhang Zhaojun was about to come, he was a little surprised and asked, "Isn't Zhaojun outside?"

An Xiaohui quickly said, "Boss, I haven't had time to tell you about this matter yet. Mr. Zhang's wife is hospitalized. He asked for leave to come back to take care of her for a while."

"What's the situation? Is the body strict? Is it serious?" Shang Fuhai did not ask about the vacation and asked with concern.

An Xiaohui pointed at his Adam's apple area backwards and said, "I heard from Mr. Zhang that his wife had a thyroidoma here, but it was benign and not very serious. It was just that Mr. Zhang came back this time and accompanied his wife to undergo a full-section surgery. In the future, he might have to take thyroid hormone supplements."

Shang Fuhai said with a stern face: "Lao An, I have to criticize you. You are not afraid of danger in times of peace. You have become a tumor. Whether it is benign or malignant, surgery is definitely dangerous. For such a big thing, you won't tell me, go and have a walk, I won't have a meeting today, go and have a look."

After he said this, it was hard for others to persuade him, so they all wanted to go and take a look.

But I was also very moved. As the founder of Baofei Group and the number two giant on the list of rich people, can he care about the family condition of his subordinates from the bottom of his heart. Isn’t such a person worth following?

Just as he was about to walk out, Zhang Zhaojun, wearing a silver-gray suit, walked in. He looked at the group of people surrounding Shang Fuhai and preparing to walk out, and was a little confused: "Dong Shang, I'm sorry, I'm late for something at home. Are we having a meeting now?"

An Xiaohui was thinking about telling him about the situation, but Shang Fuhai was directly ahead and said with a hunched face: "What else can I do? Mr. Zhang, it's not that I'm talking about you, your wife has had surgery, I won't tell me about such a big thing. Do you still have organizational discipline? Be careful that I will deduct your salary from you after turning around."

An Xiaohui was afraid that Zhang Zhaojun would really misunderstand, so he quickly walked to Zhang Zhaojun, pulled his arm and whispered quickly.

Zhang Zhaojun was indeed confused at first, and he felt a little aggrieved. Why didn’t Shang Dong give him a chance to explain?

But after An Xiaohui finished speaking, his eyes were a little red: "Dong Shang, this time I was wrong. When I went home, I must tell Jiawen, but she is really fine now and has gone home to recuperate. My mother is watching her, and I am also planning to leave Bocheng in the past two days. Just now, Mr. Zhang Zheng and Mr. Zhang called me and said that she was going to have a meeting, so I rushed over."

"Is it really okay?" Shang Fuhai asked.

Zhang Zhaojun nodded repeatedly: "I, Dai Jiawen, thanked Shang Dong for her concern. She is really fine. She is just a thyroid tumor. She was half cut last time, but after a long time, it grew again. This time she simply cut it all."

After taking the initiative to explain, he said, "Dr. Shang, let's do the meeting originally planned. Otherwise, after the meeting, I will invite everyone to dinner tonight."

Others think about it, and it will be done.

Shang Fuhai was not good, he glanced at Zhang Zhaojun: "Your wife just finished the operation and has not yet been cured. Why are you embarrassed to invite us to dinner? After the meeting is over, you hurry up and go home to take care of the patients."

This "get out" is well used, and that is An Xiaohui, Ma Yilin, Meng Xingwen and others do not think it is an insulting word, but they are very warm in their hearts.

Sometimes it is like this. There is no need to talk about the principle of fake and empty every day, nor does it require a big picture of imaginative painting.

Either the income is in place, or the company's income is quite good and it is very humane.

Zhang Zhaojun scratched the back of his head with his back hand and smiled: "It's really okay. Jiawen has eaten now, it's okay."

"That's the case, then you have to invite me. Let me tell you my wife, you're going to be promoted, and you should treat me." Shang Fuhai and him passed by, and walked out first, saying as they walked: "Everyone, hurry up and have a meeting, keep your stomach at noon, and have a big meal tonight."

An Xiaohui had already known the result, but he had never disclosed it to Zhang Zhaojun. He knew very well that such important information should be announced by his boss Shang Fuhai himself.

This favor was also what Zhang Zhaojun remembered Shang Fuhai, not him.

When passing by Zhang Zhaojun, An Xiaohui patted his shoulder with joy: "Zhaojun, congratulations!"

Zhang Zheng also knew about this. When he came over, he patted Zhang Zhaojun on the shoulder: "Mr. Zhang, congratulations on the promotion!"

"Well!"

Zhang Zhaojun was confused. What was going on?

Let alone him, even Meng Xingwen doesn’t know what’s going on now, but now it seems that she doesn’t need to know. She will be responsible for the promotion announcement later.

When she walked out, she followed suit and said, "Mr. Zhang, congratulations!"

"I said, congratulations to me, when will I be promoted? What am I going to be promoted? What is I going to be promoted? For some reason, can you explain it to me?" Zhang Zhaojun said after recalling the story.

But Shang Fuhai and the others had already gone to the conference room, and no one answered him.

When Zhang Zhaojun saw that he was the only one left, he simply stopped thinking about it and followed him to the conference room.
Chapter completed!