Spring Thunder Chapter 0282 The Working Emperor is Shocked
Nan Yi grabbed the remote control on the table and turned on the VCR and TV. The TV immediately started playing the TV series "Knight Rider" which had been popular on NBC since last year.
Scarlett glanced at the TV and then looked away. The TV series was broadcast once a week, and she had watched every episode of the first season without missing a single one.
Nan Yi lowered the volume just after watching half an episode of the TV series. According to previous habits, his beloved son would soon be hungry, so he had to pay attention to the movement upstairs.
When Nan Yi started to take care of his son again, it was already the morning rush hour in Xiangkeng.
White-collar workers working in Central are already accustomed to buying a copy of Hong Kong Economic Journal from a newsstand and reading the newspaper while sitting in a minibus or walking on the street.
Fang Fuyi is an office worker in Central. He lives in a resettlement block in Shek Kip Mei. His family is very ordinary. Before he entered society, his family was at the bottom of Hong Kong society, only slightly better off than those in the squatter area, as at least they lived in public housing.
But after a few drinks, his father Fang Hanyun would tell him how wealthy the Fang family was in Shanghai, and how powerful his grandfather was. If he had not been robbed on the way to Xiangkeng, he would not have ended up in this situation.
Every time Fang Fuye scoffed at what his father said. He only knew that his father was a groom and his mother was a toilet cleaner in a nightclub. If he had not refused to give up, and had finally been admitted to Zhongnan University, and found a good job in Central after graduation, the lives of their Fang family would not have improved at all.
Flipping through the newspaper in my hand, today's front-page headline is "As she grows old, Mrs. Fang tells you, you know she's still as good as ever."
"The Fang Group, a previously unknown group, spent 740 million to buy up a number of high-quality real estate assets in Hong Kong when housing prices in Hong Kong were falling.
Yesterday, Fang established another taxi company named Fang. According to our reporter's investigation, the taxi company holds more than 1,000 taxi licenses, all of which belong to Fang and are not leased from outside. The estimated value of these taxi licenses is more than HK$300 million.
Fang Group, a group with assets exceeding 1 billion, is headed by Ms. Fang Mengyin, a woman who is as capable as any man..."
"We both have the same last name, Fang, why is there such a big difference?"
After reading the article, Fang Fuye sighed, then stood up from his seat. He had reached his stop.
Chai Wan.
Yuan Tianfan stood downstairs of the Nan’s Building, looking at the low factory building. He was wondering if his choice was wrong.
He recalled what Ms. Liang had said to him a few days ago: "No one knows our name, but our record shakes the world. Nan's control shot, the vulture lurking in the abyss!"
Yuan Tianfan felt as if he had been fooled. Ms. Liang praised Nan's Investment as being so powerful, so why was it still working in a factory building?
But since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. Since I'm here, I have to go up and take a look.
He walked to the elevator shaft and was about to press the elevator button, but the elevator door just opened. He thought it was quite a coincidence, and based on the principle of going down first and then up, he paused outside for a while, but did not see anyone coming out of the elevator car.
Without giving it much thought, he immediately walked into the elevator and prepared to press the floor button, but he didn't see any floor buttons. All of a sudden, he was confused.
Then, the elevator started to move upwards on its own.
"The elevator is controlled by someone." Yuan Tianfan understood.
Ding, as the elevator door opened, Yuan Tianfan saw an empty room. The room was more than a thousand square feet, but there was a table in the middle with two people standing beside the table.
Confused, Yuan Tianfan walked to the table and was about to ask, but one of them started scanning him with a scanner.
He had seen this thing in a movie. It seemed to be used to check for bugs.
Despite such strict security, Yuan Tianfan did not feel scared. Instead, he was slightly excited and was looking forward to this place.
"Mr. Yuan, you can go in." The person in charge of the inspection pointed to a door.
Yuan Tianfan followed his instructions and walked towards the door.
He still didn't need to do anything himself. When he walked to the door, it opened automatically.
Taking a step forward and walking in, Yuan Tianfan finally saw what a normal office should look like.
It doesn't seem right. A normal office shouldn't have such a spacious office space. Especially in an office of more than a thousand square feet, there are only five or six people sitting there, both yellow and white. They seem to be in a meeting, but also not.
Each of them sat at their own workstation, far away from each other, talking to each other. Those who spoke English spoke English, those who spoke French spoke French, those who spoke Spanish spoke Spanish, and those who spoke Cantonese spoke Cantonese. It seemed that they were talking to themselves, but Yuan Tianfan, who could understand Cantonese, English and French, knew that they were exchanging views on the acquisition of Kowloon Motor Bus.
One of them suddenly stopped talking and pointed to an empty table. "Mr. Yuan, that's your workstation. There's a document on the table. Once you've read it, join our discussion right away."
"Okay." Yuan Tianfan nodded and walked towards the workstation.
I sat down, picked up the document and took a look. It turned out to be a confidentiality agreement. The general content was not much different from other confidentiality agreements, but once violated, the consequences would be more serious than others.
However, there is compensation. You can get 20,000 Hong Kong dollars as "hush money" every month, and this money will continue to increase.
After signing the confidentiality agreement, Yuan Tianfan turned his attention to the discussion. Everything else was fine except that the Spanish was a bit difficult to understand, as he could n't understand .
Seeing that others could communicate without any obstacles, Yuan Tianfan sighed silently, it seemed that those present were all elites.
"Still a bunch of unreliable elites."
Yuan Tianfan muttered in his heart as he listened to others talking about what to eat for lunch. He also scolded a Westerner named Siegel, saying that he shouldn't have criticized the cafeteria chef for cooking bad Australian lobster yesterday.
During the conversation, Yuan Tianfan also recognized who Siegel was. He had heard of his name when he was studying abroad . He was a very famous M&A expert on Wall Street, and his achievements had become lecture cases in their professional courses.
Such a person does not even have his own independent office. Yuan Tianfan was full of expectations for Nanshi Investment, so he actively participated in the discussion.
At noon, when going to the cafeteria, Yuan Tianfan was shocked again.
The decoration of the cafeteria is very ordinary. No, there is no decoration at all, just plain walls. However, the food provided on the cafeteria menu is all top-notch food, including all kinds of seafood, caviar, and other top delicacies.
It’s just that it’s not available immediately, but needs to be reserved in advance. If you want to eat something tomorrow, you can place an order in advance and the canteen will prepare the ingredients.
On Yuan Tianfan's first day at Nan's Investment Holdings, he did not do any substantive work. He was just shocked again and again. In the afternoon of that day, several people had finalized the plan to acquire shares of Kowloon Motor Bus and were ready to implement it the next day.
He felt it was a bit hasty. An acquisition plan involving hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars was decided just like that?
He was in a daze after get off work and on the way home, he still hadn't recovered.
"No, I need to see Ms. Liang tomorrow."
Yuan Tianfan did not meet Liang Huiwen in Nan's Building today, and he was not qualified to meet her at any time. In fact, Yuan Tianfan was only a reserve member of the Financial Group of the Intelligence and Strategy Committee.
For a short period of time, he was only qualified to know about Nan's investment control, and the Intelligence and Policy Committee kept the information confidential from him.
Nan Yi got up early in the morning, exercised, changed his son's diaper, and then rushed to Central Park. He bought a copy of the New York Times, found a chair to sit down, and then asked the executioner to wait at the place agreed upon with his Beijing friend yesterday.
Either he agrees or he refuses to agree. Since the agreement has been made, he must keep it.
Eastern Europe was still in turmoil. The newspapers said that Paulin had lifted martial law and the shackles on the Solidarity Union had been broken.
Nan Yi thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything worth his attention about Polan at the moment, so he folded the newspaper and read the next piece of news.
Twenty minutes later, when Nan Yi closed the newspaper, the guy from yesterday was already standing in front of Nan Yi.
"What's your name?"
"Cheng Qiming."
"Okay, Mr. Cheng, tomorrow morning at six o'clock, I will take you to the same position as today for a trial. Whether you can do it or not is entirely up to you."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. Goodbye."
After saying that, Nan Yi tucked the newspaper under his arm and left Central Park.
After returning to the apartment, Nan Yi did not go to the study, but went to the sky garden, filled a tray with some water from the pool, then inserted a thermometer into it and placed the water in the sun to dry.
When the water temperature reaches 25 degrees, soak the cucumber seeds in the water in the tray for six hours to wash off the dirt on the surface of the cucumber seeds. Then put the cucumber seeds in a container, cover them with a wet gauze, move the container to a room, turn on the air conditioner, and set the temperature to 25 degrees.
This is to germinate the cucumber seeds, and they can be taken to Lengquan Farm for planting tomorrow.
Lin Pingsheng said yesterday that he would move out before noon tomorrow, so Nan Yi could go there early tomorrow morning to prepare the nutrient soil.
