Tang Tang quickly took a sip of wine to suppress the surging in her heart. She knew that all the people present were big shots. If she said something wrong or did something wrong, she would not only lose face for the big boss, but also hurt her own future.
This was something that Tang Tang would never allow to happen.
After Hu Jianjun, the organizer of the party, appeared, he went straight to Xiao Zheng. As for the other friends who came to chat, Hu Jianjun just brushed them off. He hugged Xiao Zheng enthusiastically and said, "Big Brother. You're finally here. "
Big Brother?
From Hu Jianjun's attitude, Tang Tang could basically judge that Hu Jianjun was the son of the legendary big leader. And such a young master with a powerful background should call Xiao Zheng Big Brother in public?
This was too much of a shock to Tang Tang. She also more and more understood what kind of power the big boss had in Hua Xia.
Xiao Zheng smiled and joked, "Not bad. You've attracted so many big shots at once."
"Don't mention it." Hu Jianjun smiled. "To put it bluntly, they're just a group of freeloaders."
He was low-key. He didn't know how much power the Hu family had used behind the scenes for this party. What was this called? It was called building momentum. Mr. Hu had spent a lot of effort for this precious grandson.
After saying that, Hu Jianjun tilted his head and glanced at Tang Tang beside Xiao Zheng. "This is —"
Tang Tang opened her mouth, but she didn't know whether she should introduce herself or not. After all, her identity was there. Talking too much would inevitably annoy people. But after Hu Jianjun asked, Xiao Zheng didn't take the initiative to introduce himself. She couldn't help but make up her mind. She said very gently, "Hello, Mr. Hu. I'm Mr. Xiao's secretary. "
Of course, she couldn't directly introduce the personal secretary. She could know the prefix of secretary, but it was better not to say it directly. It would always make people daydream.
Personal secretary. It could be understood as taking care of daily life, or —
Hu Jianjun nodded with a smile and said very cheerfully, "Secretary Tang is really a beauty. If you follow my big brother, your future will be limitless. "
"What future can you have if you follow me? Why don't you give me face and give Secretary Tang a bright future? "Xiao Zheng joked.
Hu Jianjun curled his lips and said, "Forget it. How could I dare to poach someone from your wall? If my grandfather finds out, he'll probably give me a beating. "
After some small talk, Hu Jianjun went to entertain other guests.
There were fifty to sixty people at the scene. Although there was a difference in the degree of importance, they were all here to give face. Of course, he couldn't be too obvious. He couldn't miss any of the guests he needed to entertain.
This was the wisdom and mind that had been nurtured from a young age. Otherwise, if it were any other young people in their twenties, they might not even dare to hold such a gathering. It was very likely that they would have stage fright if they showed their faces in public.
After two drinks, Xiao Zheng bid farewell to Hu Jianjun and retreated.
While waiting for the elevator, he suddenly realized something. He slapped his forehead and said, "I was wondering why staying here was so boring. Turns out I'm getting old."
Tang Tang, who was standing on the side, was shocked by Xiao Zheng's sudden emotion.
Old?
Mr. Xiao was not even thirty-five years old. How could he be considered old? Which of the big shots at the same level as Mr. Xiao was not in their forties or fifties? Even if there were people who were about the same age as Mr. Xiao, their strength was worlds apart.
"Mr. Xiao, you're still very young," Tang Tang pandered.
Xiao Zheng smiled and asked, "I'm already thirty-four years old. Still young? I don't dare to compare myself with you young people in your twenties. "
After saying that, he shook his head and walked into the elevator.
When he was in his early thirties, Xiao Zheng didn't feel that he was old. But in the past two years, he clearly felt that he was no longer the young people talked about. Instead, he was about to enter middle age.
Thirty-four years old. In the blink of an eye, he would be in his forties. Children could also play soy sauce.
Sitting in the car on the way home, Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette and suddenly sighed. "I really have to admit that I'm getting old."
Mo Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Boss, why are you suddenly sighing?"
"I had a few drinks with a group of young people today, and I felt that I couldn't fit in." Xiao Zheng took a drag and said helplessly, "I'll just leave."
Mo Feng smiled and said, "It's not that you can't fit in with them, but that they are not on the same starting line as you. There is no common topic."
"You're getting better at talking, kid." Xiao Zheng smiled and teased. "How about it? Are you interested in working at Xin Ao?"
"Not at the moment." Mo Feng smiled. "I've made a conclusion recently. My knowledge is still a little shallow. I'll see in another two years. "
Xiao Zheng nodded. He was not in a hurry.
Xiao Taohong was the backbone of the force he had trained, and Mo Feng was also the person he would focus on training in the future.
What was a talent?
Xiao Zheng didn't think it was necessary to pick a so-called genius. He didn't think there were any geniuses in the world.
Business battles relied on comprehensive judgment and strong psychological quality. It was full preparation and research. Whether it was Xiao Zheng or Lin Huayin, they seemed to be constantly creating miracles. But only they themselves knew that they didn't rely on so-called talent. Instead, they constantly summarized and researched.
There was no such thing as success without a reason in this world.
Xiao Zheng wouldn't occupy the position of chairman of Xin Ao forever. He would always want to be like Old Lin and step back to the second line, or even retire. Therefore, Xiao Zheng's current plan was to have a sufficient number of core forces.
As a business, one could never only think about short-term glory. To strengthen the brand and make it a century-old company was probably the ultimate goal of all entrepreneurs.
Creak.
The car suddenly stopped by the roadside. Mo Feng narrowed her eyes and stared at the black Mercedes in front of them. "Boss, we're being watched."
Xiao Zheng nodded and said calmly, "I know."
"Then we —"
"Drive your car and go straight home." Xiao Zheng smiled. "They didn't block our way."
Mo Feng pursed her lips and said, "There's a car following us."
"It's okay. Not only is our car bulletproof, but it's also hard to destroy. "Xiao Zheng took a sip of water and gave the order calmly. "Go home."
They didn't encounter anything on the way home. The cars that were following Xiao Zheng also diverged at some intersections. They didn't chase after him.
But just this one stalking was enough to make Mo Feng, who was sensitive, extremely vigilant. She had to report it to Tina.
"What's going on?" Tina frowned and asked. "Who's the culprit?"
"I'm not sure yet." Mo Feng shook her head. "But I'm sure that they're not here with good intentions."
"Increase the security measures from today onwards." Tina was ready. "I'll find the culprit as soon as possible."
"Understood." Mo Feng nodded and suddenly asked. "Tina, is someone trying to kill the boss?"
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