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

Global International Center underground parking lot, VIP parking area.

Chu Hang deliberately parked his car next to the royal blue Maserati.

He wanted to be with his daughter, even the car was no exception.

Chu Hang got out of the car and walked around the Maserati. After carefully examining it, he couldn't help but nod approvingly.

From the state of the car, it can be seen that among the three children, only Xiaoyan is the one he feels most at ease with.

Xiaoyan is a cautious and serious child. There are no scratches on the car body and the interior of the car is spotlessly clean.

Taking the high-speed elevator to the 66th floor, the elevator door opened and Chu Hang frowned when he walked out.

There were shouts at the top of their lungs in rooms 6602-6604.

“Work together to create miracles!”

"Don't eat, don't sleep, just cheer up and make money!"

"Break zero this week, never suffer from poverty!"

Chu Hang walked over to take a look and found that it was a cosmetics sales company called Cui Xitang.

There was an empty space in the office area, and forty or fifty employees stood there, cheering as if they were injected with chicken blood.

The person leading the slogan shouting was a middle-aged man. He was wearing a headset, and his shouting sounded even louder and higher through the speakers.

Although Chu Hang understood, he couldn't stand these so-called team-building trainings. They were too low. If you want to train your employees, there is no need to brainwash them in such a way.

He wouldn't care if the company made a fuss somewhere else, but it definitely wouldn't work here.

They would definitely interfere with the quiet environment that Xiaoyan's studio needed. Chu Hang called Lina to check the information of Cui Xi Tang.

This was a piece of cake for Lina. Within a few minutes, Chu Hang received the information.

The legal representative of Cui Xi Tang is Miao Cui Xi, 35 years old, and she runs overseas cosmetics business.

It is the local general agent for multiple brands, with an estimated annual sales of 200 million yuan.

This is just the sales performance? It is not even as high as the sales of a subsidiary of Hangqing in one day.

Chu Hang was really being too kind to a company that wasn't even a competitor by negotiating directly with them.

Chu Hang thought for a moment and dictated an order to Lina: "From now on, all supermarkets, large department stores and commercial street stores under our group will ban all cosmetics counters that are represented by Cui Xi Tang. Wait for my notification when the ban will be lifted."

This move almost cut off 90 percent of Cui Xitang’s sales channels.

You know, the retail department store under Hangqing Group almost controls the entire city.

Chu Hang was just teaching Cui Xitang a lesson. As long as they apologized and corrected their mistakes, he would not deliberately make things difficult for them.

He walked into the "Yuan Ya" studio and found that even with the door closed, he could still clearly hear the group of people shouting slogans.

Chu Hang looked at his watch with a gloomy face. If its retail terminals started to take action, Cui Xitang's sales channels would collapse immediately.

Wait a little longer, they will come to you.

In the office area of ​​the studio, Chu Xiaoyan and Yang Ke'er were talking in low voices in front of a computer.

Xiao Yan looked up and saw Chu Hang, and immediately came forward: "Dad, you came so early? I thought you would be here very late."

Chu Hang first patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, then waved to Yang Ke'er and the employees present as a greeting.

This is also to give face to his daughter. If it were in his group, it would be difficult for him to even look at the general manager of a subsidiary.

Chu Hang asked his daughter: "The cosmetics company next door is so noisy, why don't you deal with it? It's affecting your work."

Xiaoyan saw that he looked unhappy and thought that he was dissatisfied with herself, and suddenly felt a little flustered.

She accompanied Chu Hang into the reception room, closed the door, and then explained: "The company just moved in, and it was indeed a bit noisy. I tried to persuade them, but they didn't listen. Later I asked the property management to negotiate, but it ended up in nothing. There's nothing I can do, I'll just have to bear with it for now."

Chu Hang frowned: "You are a tenant here. You have to protect your legal rights. How can you swallow your anger? If you have tried your best and still can't solve it, your father is here. Why didn't you tell me?"

Xiao Yan brought a cup of tea and placed it on the coffee table, saying softly, "I just want you to be busy. It's not worth bothering Dad for such a small matter. Since they and I are neighbors, I will take the initiative to give in. I believe they will return the favor."

Chu Hang sighed, Xiao Yan was still too kind.

Being able to rent a house in Global International shows that the tenants are all quite capable.

In a world where whoever has money is the boss, being tolerant will not move anyone. Instead, it will make the other party feel that you are easy to bully, and they will become more unscrupulous and demand more.

Chu Hang took a sip of tea and consoled him, "If you seek peace through struggle, then peace will exist; if you seek peace through compromise, then peace will die. You have to remember that in the business world, you can never keep peace by just letting things go. The business world doesn't believe in tears, it only believes in strength."

Xiao Yan lowered her eyes and whispered, "If I rely on you to handle everything, I feel like I have no future. If I rely on myself, my studio is still very weak and I don't have the strength to fight with others."

Chu Hang smiled. Looking at his precious daughter's pitiful expression, his anger disappeared by a large margin.

Xiaoyan's spirit of not relying on him as the richest man but on his own efforts made him very happy and moved.

"You are independent, self-reliant and strong-willed, which all deserves praise."

Chu Hang said in a gentle tone: "Struggle requires methods and means. Even if you are weak, as long as you have a firm will, you can also win your own victory."

Xiao Yan blinked and asked in confusion: "Can you explain it in more detail? I don't quite understand."

Chu Hang thought for a moment and said, "Let me give you an example of when I was pursuing your mother, okay?"

Xiao Yan burst out laughing, and nodded repeatedly. She rested her elbows on her knees, held her chin with both hands, and stared at Chu Hang.

She really wanted to know how her parents fell in love.

Xiao Yan's action made Chu Hang feel pain in his heart. She looked so much like Shen Qingyan back then, even her expression was exactly the same.

Chu Hang coughed and said, "When I met your mother at the age of eighteen, I fell in love at first sight and vowed to marry her. But your mother thought I was three years younger than her and always refused. But I have made up my mind to pursue her."

"I was a poor boy at the time, so I could only write to her whenever I had time, telling her about the things I had experienced that day. No matter how hard or difficult the task was, my heart was filled with joy because of her. Although each letter was short, I wrote it with all my heart."

Xiao Yan praised: "How romantic! If someone wrote me love letters every day, I would be so touched."

Chu Hang was already immersed in memories, and that time of youth seemed to reappear before his eyes.

"Every time I finished writing, I would stuff it into her hands. At first, she laughed at me. Until one time I had a high fever and lay on the floor of the small attic for three days. Unexpectedly, your mother suddenly showed up. She hadn't seen me for three days and guessed that something must have happened to me. She found out my address and found me."

"I remember she sent me to the hospital, sat next to me and said that she was willing to read my letters forever and asked me to write to her only." Tears flashed in Chu Hang's eyes and he could no longer speak.

Xiaoyan was silent for a while and then asked, "How many letters have you written to your mother?"

Chu Hang closed his eyes and said, "153 days, 438 letters. This is the number your mother told me. I didn't even know I wrote so many."

He suddenly opened his eyes, wiped them and said with a smile: "If I hadn't persisted in achieving my goal, then I might never have won your mother's favor."

Xiao Yan patted the back of Chu Hang's hand and said softly, "Dad, I understand. Thank you, Dad."