Restart the Flying Age

The headquarters of Huayao Group is located in the office building next to China Overseas Software Valley, occupying two floors.

On the other side of the construction site not far away, a new, solid and stable office building was erected on the ground, which is where the future headquarters of the Tianyuan Consortium will be located.

When Wu Tao took Liu Ruoxi and followed Shi Qianxue to the company, the lights inside were bright and lively.

This atmosphere is obviously very different from the atmosphere in general office buildings.

Even the young lady at the front desk's makeup looks too rich.

In contrast, Shi Qianxue in front of him and Liu Ruoxi next to him, even with the light makeup effect after the hangover, look much more pleasing to the eye.

Before Wu Tao walked in, Zhao Jinhuai took the initiative to greet him with a large group of people.

My father, Wu Binghua, is naturally not among them.

After all, there is no reason for Lao Tzu to go out to meet his son?

"Wu Dong, welcome your coming." Zhao Jinhuai cleverly used the word Dong to distinguish between the manager Wu in front of him and the manager Wu in the company.

This is a bit new, after all, Wu Tao has never used this name in other places.

"Uncle Zhao, why bother to come out to greet you so aggressively?" Wu Tao didn't care much about the address, and said casually: "I just come over and take a look."

Calling himself Uncle Zhao again, Zhao Jinhuai's muscles twitched, and he found that his heart became more and more sensitive.

It seems that I am really old.

No wonder the old ladies at home dislike this and dislike that. Now that the life is good, there is no way to dislike it in life, and they are beginning to dislike it on the bed.

However, this time, Zhao Jinhuai did not correct Wu Tao as before.

After all, in terms of title, although the seniority of "Uncle" is older, after all, he is a bit more distant than "Brother".

And it's very suitable for this situation right now.

As a result, a younger man next to him broke the tacit understanding as soon as he stretched out his hand, "Wu Dong, I am your prince, do you remember me?"

In fact, Wu Tao didn't remember it.

But when the other party mentioned this, as soon as his past and present impressions were confirmed, he naturally remembered.

Isn't this Wang Qinghui who doesn't treat himself as an outsider?

At the beginning, I was pestering my old man to apprentice his teacher, but Wu Binghua never let him go, and finally became a named apprentice.

I haven't learned much about carpenter's craftsmanship.

But the style of not treating himself as an outsider has been brought into full play.

It's just that Wang Qinghui is not too old, so it must be too much to call him Uncle.

Then it can only be called a post.

After pondering in my mind, I thought of the information on the list of personnel last night, "Supervisor Wang, hello."

Of course, this supervision is not the serious supervision of a third-party unit, but the quality supervision and management of Huayao Group.

My own Lao Tzu can be regarded as a person who has made the best use of it.

Then, after Wu Tao and the rest of the staff shook hands one by one, they all called their last name + job title.

Fortunately, no one took the initiative to call him brother.

After the greeting, I entered the company, and there was still a faint smell of smoke in the air.

Wu Tao can hear that, plus the room temperature is slightly higher than that of a conventional air-conditioned room, he estimated that this was just after the window was opened for ventilation.

Then, looking around, there are many women in the company, but most of them are older.

The eyes that looked at Wu Tao one by one were basically the question of whether they didn't match up with their own daughters.

Wu Tao nodded silently, right. Only women at this age are the best in real estate companies that started as a construction team.

After a brief turn, Wu Tao didn't go anywhere, and went directly to the general manager's office.

"Here?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wu Binghua stayed still on the table, only raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Tao from the gap in the glasses.

Wu Tao nodded, entered the office with interest, and began to wander around.

Anyway, the talk was over last night, and now he came with the feeling of visiting his father's office.

In my office, apart from the huge desk that can stack a lot of drawings, it is just a wall of bookshelves.

It's just that the bookshelves aren't books, but weird objects that we don't know where they got from.

There are stones, root carvings, and inexplicable antique vases.

Wu Tao didn’t understand this. Even though Cao Yicheng had given him a lot of antiques, he just pointed to the stones and said, “Dad, you’d better take these stones for testing to see if there are any messy substances. If so, as soon as possible. Throw it away."

Wu Binghua gave a hum, which relieved Wu Tao a lot, at least he didn't care about the broken stone, and he wouldn't always hold it in his hand to play with or something.

Turning around, I wanted to find a place to sit, but found that the sofa and the coffee table were all blueprints, one by one, and there was no place to put her butt.

In desperation, Wu Tao just returned to his desk and looked at the drawings with his own Laozi.

The huge and luxurious desk was born as a woodworker at home by my own Lao Tzu. The only thing that can represent modern high-tech, Tianan Computer, has also been pushed to a corner.

Looking at the gap between the keyboard and the mouse, it was all grayed out.

"Dad, where do you usually greet guests?" Wu Tao asked.

As a result, Wu Binghua not only didn't answer, but both stared, threw off his glasses and said, "Why, really treat yourself as a guest, as the head of the headquarters?"

"Look at what you said, I'm just curious about how your office is..." Wu Tao explained.

Wu Binghua's momentum became weak, and finally answered positively: "What do the engineering guys do all the time for those imaginary entertainments? What's the problem? Isn't there a wine table?"

Sure enough, it was simple and rude, and there was no scientific operation and management.

The development of Huayao Group to today's scale is entirely due to the general development trend of the domestic real estate industry and its barbaric growth.

For Shi Qianxue, this is both an opportunity and a challenge.

As soon as nine o'clock arrived, the middle and high-level meeting began on time.

The meeting room is full of people, even if the smell is gone, the residual nicotine smell is stronger than the open office area outside.

The father and son sat side by side, except that there was Liu Ruoxi next to the record and did not speak ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Shi Qianxue, who actually presided over the meeting, was sitting in the first position.

Shi Qianxue originally wanted to start a discussion and form a meeting resolution. This is a common method in Tianxing Game Company, the so-called brainstorming.

The result was directly changed to a resolution by Wu Tao.

Don't give a group of big bosses a chance to beep at all.

The resolutions are one by one, it sounds high-profile, and it is amazing to think about it.

Even though Zhao Jinhuai and his party could not figure out the details here, they still understand one thing: This is about to change!

However, Wu Binghua, the master of this matter, did not speak, not even an attitude.

No one dared to pierce...

What's more, there is Wu Tao next to him. As long as he is from Beijiang Liyuan Village, who doesn't know the terrorist influence of this child?

txt download address:

phone-reading: