The richest man went on a blind date, and his 19-year-old daughter wanted to support me

"Mr. Chu, they have started to fight back. Now Australian red wines are collectively reduced in price by 20%."

A data analyst came over to the conference table to report to Chu Hang.

He pointed a laser pointer at the changing data area.

"They just woke up from their nap now. I thought they were going to hold on till the end."

Chu Hang looked at his watch and smiled contemptuously: "It doesn't matter, you continue to test, and report when they drop to 40%."

Tang Qian held her breath and watched the changes in the blue data. The numbers here meant boxes of red wine were sold.

It’s exciting just thinking about the huge amount of income coming in.

Chu Hang, however, seemed as if nothing had happened and chatted with Chu Xiaomo with his head down.

Although he knew that Xiao Mo's mental state had recovered well, he still couldn't help but chat with her for a while longer.

Suddenly Xiao Mo sent a message: Dad, Gu Xiang’s birthday is tomorrow, and her birthday wish is for you to attend.

Then he sent a naughty tongue-sticking emoticon.

Chu Hang smiled slightly, and he immediately understood Gu Xiang's thoughts.

He replied: Dad is old now, and it's awkward for us to play together, so forget it. Please wish her a happy birthday for me.

Then Chu Hang passed it to Xiao Moyuan.

Xiao Mo replied immediately: Such a big gift, a six-digit number in a string of sixes, I was stunned, I really want her to bring it home.

Chu Hang typed a line of words: Tell her that each generation has its own ideas and there is no need to have any extra thoughts.

But after thinking about it, Chu Hang deleted them all.

Forget it. It’s someone’s birthday, and sending such a message will make Gu Xiang unhappy. Let’s talk about it later.

Suddenly, the data analyst came over again.

"Mr. Chu, the price of Australian red wine drops by one variety every thirty minutes. At this rate, the price of all varieties will drop by 40% in ten minutes."

Chu Hang turned to look at Tang Qian, as if testing her ability intentionally: "Do you want to answer him for me?"

Tang Qian looked at the analyst and said sternly, "You violated the rules. Mr. Chu asked you to report after the price of Australian wine dropped by 40%. You must learn to follow orders accurately and don't act on your own initiative."

The data analyst's face suddenly turned red and he stood there at a loss.

Chu Hang grinned, Tang Qian is so amazing.

"What Miss Tang said is what I want to say. Don't be nervous. The sky won't fall."

As he spoke, Chu Hang took a cigarette from the coffee table and threw it to him: "Go out and smoke one, relax for a while, and you won't be shivering when you come back."

The analyst nodded gratefully to Chu Hang and walked out of the office quickly.

Tang Qian smiled and asked, "You are so generous. You just gave him a Yellow Crane gold brick worth 30,000 yuan?"

Chu Hang asked back: "If he is calm enough and can earn me ten gold bricks in one minute, why shouldn't I be more generous?"

Tang Qian was speechless.

Chu Hang glanced at her and poured her another glass of wine.

He whispered, "If you are too strict with your subordinates when they make mistakes, they will be afraid. Because they are afraid of making mistakes, they will be timid and dare not exercise their initiative. In the end, the decision maker will definitely suffer."

Tang Qian nodded in agreement with satisfaction.

In fact, it is difficult for the proud Tang Qian to accept criticism. Even her father doesn’t dare to say anything about her.

The reason why she was able to accept Chu Hang's advice was not because Chu Hang was being euphemistic, but because Chu Hang had the ability to convince Tang Qian.

Suddenly, Xiao Mo sent another message, directly returning the six-six amount intact.

Then there is a description text:

Gu Xiang doesn't accept this gift, she just wants you to go.

Please go and socialize for my sake. Don't make my best friend sad or put me in a difficult position. I beg you, dad.

The next message was a GIF of a pitiful puppy crying.

Chu Hang was amused.

Tang Qian glanced at Chu Hang and snorted, "Look at the way you're smiling. Is there a woman teasing you?"

Chu Hang raised his head and smiled at her: "Not a woman, but a girl. It's useless for others to flirt with me, but when she flirts with me, I will fall for it willingly."

As he said this, he had already sent a reply to Xiao Mo: I agree for your sake.

Chu Hang's smile made Tang Qian's heart move.

That was the smile of a loving father, selfless and warm.

Tang Qian sighed softly, thinking that Chu Hang must be chatting with his daughter again.

His heart can only accommodate his children; it would be difficult for others to squeeze in.

Chu Xiaomo looked at the message sent by her dad and happily jumped onto the bed.

Quickly send a message to Gu Xiang: Done.

Gu Xiang blew her a kiss and then asked: Where are the six sixes? Return it back quickly.

Chu Xiaomo was so angry that he said, "You want to get the money back? You are so generous. Do you love my dad or his money?"

Gu Xiang made a crying expression: I’m a poor stepmother. Without six sixes, how can I serve you rich father and daughter?

Chu Xiaomo had no choice but to agree: I will pay for all your birthday expenses, is that okay?

Gu Xiang: Really filial (patting the dog's head)

Chu Xiaomo: ...

Chu Hang certainly didn't know that the two little sisters were playing around. He had already started paying attention to the information on the big screen.

The prices of all Australian wines have dropped by 40 percent, and are still falling.

Chu Hang issued an order: "Notify our partners that they must maintain a 10% gap. If they reduce the price to 55%, we will reduce it to 60%. If the price of Australian red wine drops to 60%, we will stop reducing the price immediately."

Tang Qian silently calculated that Chu Hang was waging a price war at all costs, plus the cost of subsidizing Europe, Chu Hang might lose two hundred dollars a day and cause huge losses just because of his own anger.

Is it worth it?

Over the next hour, the office became even busier.

The dozen or so people at the conference table were typing away on the keyboards, their faces almost touching the screens.

More people are leaving the office to smoke, apparently trying to cope with the stress caused by tension and anxiety.

Chu Hang stared at the screen, sitting upright, motionless as a mountain.

The data analyst walked towards him quickly: "Mr. Chu..."

Chu Hang stretched out his hand to stop him from continuing. He had seen that the average price of Australian red wine had dropped by 60%.

The other party has become blood-thirsty and has lost his rationality, which will lead to deviations in judgment. This is the best time to deal with him.

He smiled coldly, walked to the conference table, pointed at a young man wearing glasses, and gave a thumbs up.

"Glasses" nodded immediately, let out a long breath, lowered his head and pressed the Enter key.

Tang Qian, who was sitting in front of the big screen, stood up involuntarily and took two steps towards the big screen.

From the chart on the screen, we can see the rising red line, which shows that the sales of Australian red wine are growing explosively.

Chu Hang sat back on the sofa and said calmly, "Just sit down and watch. We still have a long time to go. It will be tiring to stand all the time."

Tang Qian pointed at the big screen in frustration:

"Mr. Chu, the price reduction has been so effective that the sales volume is now close to that in Europe, which means you haven't been able to stop them at all."

"is it?"

Chu Hang picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Squinting his eyes, he savored the aroma of the wine, "Warfare is the art of deception."