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299 [Garbage Collection]

Song Zhichao had a sure expression and a smile on his face. It seemed that he had expected the actions of the four of them. After all, for the four of them, they were also considered the "founding veterans" of this company. Now that Song Zhichao suddenly wanted to sell the company, how could he not surprise them?

"Ahem, Brother Chao, oh no, Mr. Song - are you kidding, are you really going to sell this company?" Huo Qilin couldn't help but ask with a confused heart.

Dasha, Curly Hair and Chicken Spirit also looked at Song Zhichao together, and it was a little difficult to believe his decision just now.

"Mr. Song, are we all three of us gangsters? It is this company that gives us a place to stay, it is this company that allows us to turn our back on our mistakes and reintegrate into society, allowing us to understand the principles of being a human being, understand that relying on labor to make a living, and working hard to be a good person... But now, now you say you want to sell the company, what should we do?"

Faced with the questions raised by Huo Qilin and Dasha, Song Zhichao did not avoid it. Instead, he looked at them, took out a cigarette and knocked it on the cigarette box, and then said: "I know this, for the company, you are all meritorious ministers, but this does not change my decision to sell the company."

Pause, bite the cigarette in his mouth, light the fire, shake the match, throw it into the ashtray and say, "Now the company is on track and takes many orders. According to my calculations, you can earn at least 50 million in the next one or two years-"

"But what happens in two years? The hotel supplies industry is saturated and our order quantity will decrease. In addition, we sell high-quality imitations. If it is exposed, the consequences will be serious."

"So, I'm going to take it off as soon as possible, sell the company, cash out a sum of funds first, and then open a new company." Song Zhichao finished speaking, and gave up a sip of smoke and looked at the four people in a smog. "As for you, I give you the right to choose, you can choose to stay here. I will let the new owners who acquired this company take care of you, at least your future work benefits, salary and benefits will remain unchanged; in addition, you can also choose to resign and go to my newly established company to help me. I can't guarantee anything else. It's still possible to make you earn a million by the end of this year. Of course, it's possible, not absolute, but risky. Don't rush over after a hot head..."

Although Song Zhichao thought that his last sentence was a little humorous, the content of this sentence was so serious that he couldn't even laugh out loud. Not to mention Huo Qilin and Dasha.

Shot the ashes at the ashtray, Song Zhichao continued: "I know, this matter is not easy to decide, so you can reply to me tomorrow, because I may take the company off today-"

"What, so fast?" All four of them looked at Song Zhichao incredibly.

"There is no way, time is tight, and I don't want to do it either. After all, this is also the country I have built, and it is a company I founded." Song Zhichao sighed and crushed the cigarette that had only taken a few sips of it. "You guys decide, I won't say anything else, I'll go out..."

After saying that, Song Zhichao got up from his seat, picked up the suit jacket hanging on the hanger, unfolded it, and put on his clothes—

At this time, I heard Dasha, Curly Hair and Chicken Jing say: "Brother Chao, we three have no ability, but I feel like I have never missed it after following you, so... we still want to follow you!"

Song Zhichao smiled, "You can still be emotional. I thought you were relying on your strength to make a living, but you were relying on your feelings to do your career..."

The three of them all laughed.

Song Zhichao said again: "But do you know what I do in my new company?

"This..." Dasha and the other two shook their heads, "We don't know."

"That's right, you'll make a decision if you don't know. It's too reckless. I'll give you a chance to consider it again. I tell you that my new company is from Sulese (trash). Do you want to do it?"

"What? Shouliu?" Dasha, curly hair and chicken essence look at me, I look at you, with a funny expression.

"Yes, it's just the love color, so I'll give you a chance to consider - choose again, should you continue to follow me or stay here?" Song Zhichao asked solemnly.

Dasha scratched her head, curly hair buckled her nose, and chicken essence scraped her chin hard.

After a moment, the three of them smiled, looked at each other, and made a decision, and said to Song Zhichao together: "Brother Xinchao, it's always right - whether it's a love sex or a coolie, we will follow you!"

Song Zhichao smiled and said to the three Dashamen: "Don't worry, you will know in the future that such a choice is absolutely correct!" After that, Song Zhichao looked at the silent Fire Qilin again.

Compared to the three Dasha people, the more they know how to eat their brains, the more they think. Therefore, Huo Qilin considers more.

First of all, he is the manager of the company, and except for Song Zhichao, he is the biggest; secondly, he is very satisfied with his current life, his position and his salary; finally, unlike Dasha and others, he has family and mother, and he can't decide what he can quit his job right away.

Who is Song Zhichao? When he saw the appearance of Huo Qilin, he knew what he was thinking, so he said: "It is right to think clearly, especially those with family members, they must take care of their family's ideas. I just promised you one million at the end of the Chinese New Year. Maybe you think I am blowing water and talking big, but in my opinion, a person who just blows water for one million is also a person worth your gamble."

"It's rare to have a few times in life. You'll take advantage of your youth and take a few more trips. When you're old, you won't regret it. Well, I won't say much about anything else... Dasha, thank you for your trust in me. To be honest, I really lack people now, especially those who are loyal to me. Huo Qilin, thank you for your soup. To be honest, your mother has a good skill in making soup. Can you open a store? Have you ever considered it? I can help invest!"

Song Zhichao finished all the things he wanted to say in a joke, and then he buttoned the suit and started to leave.

Suddenly, Huo Qilin spoke, "Brother Chao, I have something to ask you-"

Song Zhichao stopped, looked back at Huo Qilin, his lips curled up, revealing a playful curve, and said with a smile: "What do you ask?"

"I want to know, do you really want to sell the company?"

"Yes!" Song Zhichao nodded.

"You really want to collect love (trash)?"

"Yes!" Song Zhichao nodded.

"You really lack people?"

Song Zhichao glanced at him and said "yes".

Huo Qilin took a deep breath, "The last question - who do you want to sell the company?"

Song Zhichao looked at him deeply and replied: "Sell it to the Fu family!"

Fire Qilin did not hesitate: "Okay, I will be with you!"

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