Fu Song played with the business card and said: "The School of Design of Illinois University of Technology ranks very high in the design majors across the United States. When Wei Han went abroad, the School of Iit Design was one of the goals, but in the end she chose Los Angeles."

He Jia looked yearning and said, "Why didn't I consider studying abroad when I was in college?"

Fu Song snorted and said, "Why, I feel embarrassed to be my secretary?"

"No!" He Jia quickly laughed, "Mr. Fu, if I had asked me to choose to be your secretary or go abroad now, I would definitely choose to be your secretary!"

Fu Song then said with satisfaction: "You have vision!"

He Jia smiled and said, "I'm not stupid!"

Chu Linlin, the boss's first two major secrets, is now the real boss; Wang Yonghong is not bad, he is already the head of the directly affiliated department of the group headquarters, and she will call Mr. Wang when she sees him.

With Chu Linlin and Wang Yonghong Zhuyu in front, she naturally knew how to choose, so what if she went abroad?

Like the fellow villager I met last night, I studied for four years in China, then studied for three years in the United States, and studied for two years in PhD, and graduated next year. The total time was 10 years, and I wasted from the age of eighteen or nineteen to the age of thirty. I don’t know what the future will be like.

Studying abroad looks very glorious, but in fact it is just a donkey dung egg on the surface. Her fellow villager still rents a house to live in.

Although she earns little in China, she can save 50,000 or 60,000 a year, and next year she can get a three-bedroom and one living room villa, only paying a few hundred yuan a month, and she lives a comfortable life and has a lot of power.

This is the benefit of being a secretary for the big boss. You can work hard for ten years less. If you are lucky enough to be Chu Linlin, you can work hard for at least twenty years less!

Until he was about to leave, Fu Song finally remembered something missing and asked, "Xiao He, where is Liang Yin?"

He Jia said: "Liang Yin can't stay here anymore. Go to Mr. Zhao's place. Didn't she tell you?"

"Go to Lao Zhao?" Fu Song was suspicious and said in a slight tone: "What did she do when she went to Zhao Zhi? Still living there?"

"Then I don't know." He Jia shook her head and said, "By the way, Mr. Fu, I met Liang Yin when I was attending the cocktail party last night. She has always been with Mr. Zhao."

"Is that true?" Fu Song suddenly felt like a precious thing was stolen. It was not his fault that he thought it wrongly. It was because he discovered that Zhao Zhi was engaging in Liang Yin these days..., well, very caring.

Zhao Zhi called Liang Yin one by one, and Liang Yin called Zhao Zhi one by one. Fu Song was quite unhappy at first, but Zhao Zhi's grandson actually became more and more violent and abducted Liang Yin away. Uncle can tolerate it and aunt can't bear it!

"Where does Mr. Zhao live?" Fu Song decided to go to Zhao Zhi and said with great care now, and brought Liang Yin back by the way.

He Jia said: "I've been there, I'll take you there."

As soon as I left the hotel, raindrops floated in the sky and soon became a pouring trend.

The past two days were a bit overworked, and Catherine's physical clock and fitness plan were disrupted. Fu Song sat in the car and listened to the sound of the rain clicking and squinted quickly.

"Mr. Fu, we're here."

When he heard He Jia say something in a daze, Fu Song opened his eyes and looked out. There was an inconspicuous hotel or a hotel next to the road.

"They live here?" Fu Song asked with some uncertainty.

He Jia said with certainty: "Mr. Fu, I have been here and will not admit my mistake."

Seeing that Fu Song was about to get off the car, He Jia quickly got off from the passenger seat and held an umbrella for him.

"I'll do it myself." Fu Song took the umbrella and walked to the hotel door with He Jia.

Standing on the steps at the entrance of the hotel and looking around for a while, Fu Song asked He Jia: "Where is this?"

He Jia pushed the bangs wet by the rain to the side and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Fu, I don't know much, but I feel that it should be in the north of Manhattan Island. You see that river should be the Hudson River."

Fu Song looked along the direction of her finger and could vaguely see a big black river through the rain curtain. The bridge on the river should be the Third Avenue Bridge, and the location is very remote.

Fu Song frowned and said, "How do you live in such a place?"

He Jia said: "Save money, I heard that it's less than a hundred dollars a night here."

Fu Song frowned even more, and his face became less beautiful.

A hotel worth a hundred dollars a night in the United States should be very good, but on Manhattan Island, where every inch of land is valuable, there are not many hotels worth a night, and the location is not good.

For example, in a third- and fourth-tier city in the mainland, you can stay in a star hotel for 200 yuan. If you are lucky, you can have a free breakfast. However, in the Imperial Capital and the Magic City, you can only stay in a private hotel without windows, dirty and messy, and you can hear all kinds of calls at night.

Without having to walk in, just looking at the appearance of this hotel, Fu Song knew that the conditions inside were definitely not very good.

He is a hard life and doesn't choose how to eat and stay, but every time he is outside, he will try to live better and eat better.

This is not for yourself, but for taking care of those who are on business with you.

Although he is not a good person, he has absolutely no choice but to his subordinates, especially those who are on business with him.

Maybe I won’t stay in a five-star hotel every time, but it’s not much different from a five-star hotel, and I treat you equally.

The boss, he, at most, lives in a suite. Even if he wants to live in a double room, who is willing to live with the boss? He has to endure it if he wants to fart at night. Those who snore when they sleep and don’t dare to sleep. This is not causing trouble for others.

Business trips are originally a hard job, so it is not enough to just let everyone live, eat or even play. If you want everyone to work with peace of mind outside, you have to give enough money.

If you are on a business trip for one month, you will be at home for three months, so that everyone will not only not resist going on a business trip, but also rush to go on a business trip.

The kind of person Fu Song dislikes the most is the "unclean" that he is rich but has to wear. He stays in the cheapest small hotel on business trips, which is called "frugality".

It is undeniable that some people are really frugal, but Fu Song believes that 99% of people are seeking fame, showing off, or simply sting!

As a boss, if you want to be frugal, you can go frugal yourself. Even if you go to live in a bridge, no one will care about you, but don’t hold your subordinates to endure hardships!

Who doesn’t want your wife and children to be warm every day? Who is willing to go out with you to stay in a dirty and messy hotel?

Have you asked the employees about their feelings?

What's more, the boss went to a luxury hotel and asked his men to stay in a small hotel. He was not allowed to take a taxi. He either took a bus or leaned on his feet when he went out to do business.

The most contempt for this kind of boss Fu Song is no longer a question of whether he is stingy or not, but a problem with his character and his bones are very bad!

If this kind of boss is on the battlefield, he will be the kind of person who shouts "Brothers, rush for me" and hides behind him. Fortunately, it is not the real battlefield, otherwise he would have been shot by his employees!

"Mr. Fu." He Jia hung up the phone, "Mr. Zhao and the others are not in the hotel and are on the way back. Why don't we go in and wait?"

Fu Song didn't say anything, and He Jia didn't dare to ask again. He stood by like a quail, looking at his eyes, nose, and heart.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the two cars got out of the rain, stopped at the hotel door, and then got out of the car seven or eight people.

Fu Song narrowed his eyes and saw Liang Yin at a glance.

Liang Yin covered her head with a bag and ran to the hotel door in one breath. Just as she was about to take a breath, she found Fu Song right in front of her.

"Brother-in-law?" Liang Yin wiped the water droplets on her face and said in confusion: "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come?" Fu Song's eyes fell on her chest, but immediately moved away, crossed her shoulder and looked at Zhao Zhi running over, "You left without saying hello. I'm not relieved, so I come and see you."

Liang Yin naturally noticed Fu Song's gaze and quickly blocked her chest with a bag.

What she wore today was not actually exposed, but the fabric of the skirt was translucent, and was poured by rain and pressed against the skin tightly, as if she was not wearing it.

Liang Yin muttered, "What are you worried about? You wish I shouldn't wander in front of your eyes."

"Hurry up and change your clothes, don't catch a cold." The rain in the summer afternoon was a little cool, and Fu Song felt cold even if he was not in the rain.

"Oh, then I'll go up first." Liang Yin said hello to He Jia, and hurriedly ran in.

At this time, Zhao Zhi also rushed over, "Mr. Fu, why are you here? Oh my god, today's rain is really evil, it's all wet!"

"I'll give you some condolences." Fu Song shook hands with everyone one by one, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."

"What's the hard work?" Yan Yuanchao wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

If you want to ask Yuanwang Technology who is under the greatest pressure, he must be the chief engineer.

He also watched the Saturday Night Show last night. He spent so much money on his boss, but in two days he sold less than $200,000.

He, the chief engineer, had no face and felt ashamed to see Fu Song.

After being sarcastic on TV, others were in the same mood as him, and even Wang Yonghong, a non-staff member, was also listless.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stuffy, Zhao Zhi quickly made a joke and asked: "I said to Mr. Fu, don't you just have a mouth when you come to comfort me? You won't be able to express nothing at all, right?"

Although he smiled and didn't have a positive appearance, his pressure was not less than Yan Yuanchao at all, but as the general manager of Yuanwang Technology, others can be depressed, but he cannot be depressed.

"Do you think I'm the same as you?" Fu Song gave him a blank look and pointed his car with his hand. "It's all in the car. Long Island Cabernet Sauvignon 95 red wine belongs to you. You can watch it yourself."

Before leaving, Catherine filled the trunk of his convoy with red wine produced by the winery. He couldn't finish so much wine alone, so he could just give it to someone.

"What are you waiting for?" Zhao Zhi winked everyone, "I am not positive about receiving gifts, and I have any problems with my thoughts, go and move them!"

"No, no hurry." Fu Song reached out to stop him, "Go up first, I have something to discuss with you. Chief Executive Yan, come too."

Zhao Zhi and Yan Yuanchao looked at each other, and their hearts were up and down, and they gritted their teeth and asked, "What's the matter?"

He heard Liang Yin say about Liang Yin calling Fu Song this morning, so he thought that Fu Song must have come to ask for punishment.

Fu Song said without comment: "Where are you going?"

Zhao Zhi also asked without answering, "Did you watch TV last night?"

"Look." Fu Song nodded, "Not mentioning, it's quite interesting."

Yan Yuanchao suddenly said, "Mr. Fu, we have let your expectations down, I..."

Fu Song waved his hand and said, "Mr. Yan, I am not here to provoke a rioter today, no, I am not here to provoke a rioter for the sake of last night."

Zhao Zhi and Yan Yuanchao looked at each other, not knowing what Fu Song sold in the gourd.

It wasn't for the sake of last night's incident, why?

They racked their brains, but they didn't think there was anything else worth Fu Song personally rushed over to question them.

Since I couldn't think of it, I simply stopped thinking about it. Zhao Zhi walked and said, "We went to several nearby Babbage stores in the morning. Alas, the situation is not optimistic."
To be continued...