Those Years When I Was Forced to Top the Forbes List

Chapter 23 Let’s go!

"Hurrah!"

"it is good!"

The wind howled, and colorful flags fluttered in the breeze.

The surrounding area was very clean and orderly, and the workers were in high spirits.

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a Stalinist hairstyle.

— More than a decade ago, this hairstyle was something that cadres of this rank were far from qualified to have.

Another, slightly taller leader had somewhat malnourished hair, which was called a Jacob's haircut, commonly known as curly hair.

Why only talk about the head?
Because the two were surrounded by a group of people, Chen Xuebing, who is over 1.8 meters tall, was standing on the side of the crowd and could only see the leader's neck and above.

Chen Xuebing had dealt with leaders of this level before, and even visited them in person, but none of them had the same air of authority as the leaders of this era. The two secretaries beside him had already opened their umbrellas, which were three to five meters away from the leader, as if they were ready to rush over at any moment and do everything in their power to prevent a single drop of rain from falling on him.

No wonder my uncle said that even if he came, he couldn't get a word in edgewise.

"Mr. Zhou, this is the best-managed construction site we've seen today, isn't it?"

One leader spoke, and the other leader nodded slightly.

"Um, Xiao Jiang, which company is this?"

Project Manager Jiang strode out from the crowd, even performing a military-style four-step halt in front of General Manager Zhou, before stopping: "Reporting to General Manager Zhou! This is the construction site of Jingcheng Labor Services Co., Ltd.! This is indeed one of the most outstanding construction sites in terms of management across all aspects of our project!"

"Hmm..." President Zhou smiled and patted President Jiang on the shoulder: "After so many years since you retired from the army, your running posture is still very standard!"

Manager Jiang stood at attention and shouted, "Three years in the military, but my spirit will never fade! General Manager Zhou will always be my old leader!"

They started filming openly and honestly.

But General Manager Zhou laughed heartily and introduced him to the leader next to him: "District Chief Liu, this is from the regiment where I was a company commander. He is now the project manager for this project. Our company has many outstanding veterans like him. I have promoted quite a few, and they have all done a great job!"

General Manager Zhou acted as if he was mentoring District Chief Liu. Manager Jiang, who usually stood with his hands behind his back and looked old and decrepit, was like a young soldier at this moment, with his back straight and his head held high.

"Hahaha...Commander Zhou has such deep camaraderie!" District Chief Liu laughed.

Yu Chunyin, who was standing next to him, twitched her face.

He's only been a conscript for three years and this is the kind of situation he's in? He joined the army at 15 and went to the battlefield, serving the military for over a decade without ever saying a word.

However, he also knew that there were millions of veterans, and what Mr. Zhou cared about was not the veteran's identity, but the identity of "veteran of the old unit".

Chen Xuebing then raised his hand and gently patted Wang Bing's back, revealing a slight smile.

Wang Bing turned to look at him, remembering what he had said yesterday: "Being a project manager isn't difficult. If you seize the opportunity, you can succeed on your first try." This scene was clearly a living example of that statement. He clenched his fist slightly, pondering where his opportunity lay.

Chen Xuebing's friendship with Wang Bing was a habit from his past life. After chatting the day before yesterday, he learned that Wang Bing was a top university graduate and had the highest academic qualifications among the young people in the project department. So he casually pointed out that if he needed to use Wang Bing in the future, he could assess Wang Bing's value and help each other.

A casual conversation, a few words exchanged, is both beneficial and cost-effective.

Young people's connections may not be valuable, but if you accumulate many of these connections, they will eventually form a large network in ten or eight years. He understood these principles early in his previous life, and they later provided him with a lot of help.

A group of people walked along laughing, and several camera clicks sounded from the side. The two secretaries next to them quickly moved aside to avoid getting their umbrellas in the frame.

Today's events didn't seem to benefit Chen Xuebing from his rebirth; the leaders just kept praising him, and only Yu Chunyin went up and said a few words to the leaders.

However, Yu Chunyin embellished Chen Xuebing's remarks on "spiritual civilization construction" with his own words and added a touch of official embellishment. Both leaders applauded, and a TV reporter nearby also thought it was well said. He quietly discussed it with the leaders and Yu Chunyin, and then everyone returned to the position that best showcased the entire construction site. With the camera and sound recording, Yu Chunyin repeated it, and everyone listened to it again.

This time it was less interesting than the first time, but the applause was even more enthusiastic.

Chen Xuebing was pleased with his uncle's performance, but he was also reflecting on whether, having been reborn, he should awaken some real passion and not let his past life's mercenary nature become muscle memory.

They've all been reborn, so shouldn't the weight of their dreams be raised a bit?
...

Let's make money first, then we'll worry about the rest.

"What time is your train? Why are you in such a hurry? Aren't you even going to eat?"

"I'm going to be late, I'll buy some braised meat and instant noodles at the station later."

As soon as the leader left, Chen Xuebing hurriedly led Huo Xiaowen to leave. In the office, Yu Chunyin watched her promising nephew pack a transparent oil paper bag containing books and test papers into his backpack, and she was even happier.

They'll still know how to study when they go out, and they won't do anything bad.

Thinking it over, he took out his wallet from the inside pocket of his suit, pulled out a wad of cash, about two thousand yuan, and handed it to Chen Xuebing.

"Here, have some travel money! Eat something good on the way! Did you bring enough study materials? Buy some if you don't!"

Huo Xiaowen, who was standing next to him, stared wide-eyed.

Is this how parents give money these days?

The administrators were also inwardly amused, especially Luo An, Yu Chunyin's nephew-in-law, whose jealousy was palpable.

Chen Xuebing hesitated for a moment, after all, his mother had said he couldn't take his uncle's money anymore.

He also knew that his uncle and aunt both had strong family values, and if he took too much money, the couple might start arguing.

But since my uncle has already mentioned the study materials, the money comes from reading books.

There is a wealth of knowledge and wisdom in books!
I took it.

"Uncle! You'll get a share of the start-up capital! We'll give you a cut of the profits!" Chen Xuebing said emotionally.

Yu Chunyin laughed and cursed, "Damn it, count me in! I'm the one who provided all your startup capital, how much of the profits are you going to give me?"

Chen Xuebing felt a chill run down his spine.

We can't just agree to that.

"Whose mother are you calling a 'mom'? My mom is your sister!"

"Get lost!" Yu Chunyin kicked Chen Xuebing. "Be careful!"

After the ordination ceremony concluded successfully, Chen Xuebing left without looking back, grumbling and cursing.

As soon as he stepped outside, a light rain began to fall, and a cold wind blew in. Chen Xuebing thought to himself that he needed a capable secretary for **** within three years.

"Chen Xuebing, slow down!" Huo Xiaowen called out from behind.

"Starting today, you'll be eating with me, and you'll be calling me General Manager Chen!"

"Hey, what a joke! It's just the two of us, and you call us a team leader? You're all skinny and swollen! You should call me Brother Ma!"

Chen Xuebing stopped walking, turned his head, and began to flex his muscles with an unfriendly expression.

"Brother Ma? You really think you're some kind of gangster boss? Let's fight, and the winner becomes the boss?"

Huo Xiaowen was speechless, the scene of him failing to defeat Chen Xuebing with a knife last time was still vivid in his mind.

That bastard really fought ruthlessly; one punch to his ribs made him ache for two months.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chen Xuebing approached with his fists out, baring his teeth and saying, "Are you going to shout or not?"

Huo Xiaowen quickly covered his face: "President Chen! President! Is that enough? You son of a bitch!"

Chen Xuebing smiled with satisfaction.

The first step in starting a business is to win people over with virtue.

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(End of this chapter)