The dead old attack suddenly attacked me [Transmigration Book]

"The solution your company offers doesn't work in my opinion."

The middle-aged man stood up with a smile, and said to the young man in front of him, "I'm surprised you have the guts to talk to me."

Qin Heng also stood up, but frowned and said nothing.

"Say hello to Chairman Qin and Movie Emperor Shen for me." The middle-aged man exchanged greetings, turned around and left with his assistant.

Qin Heng thought for a while about the course of the meeting, then got up and walked out of the box.

After getting into the car, Assistant Chen saw his expression and knew that the matter was not settled.

"Zhao is always an old man, it's not easy to deal with, and it's normal if we can't talk about it." Assistant Chen said.

Qin Heng frowned, obviously very unhappy about this encounter.

Assistant Chen shook his head and smiled, and asked the driver to drive back to the hotel.

Qin Heng leaned on the back of the chair, with serious eyes and knuckles against his lips, and was still reviewing the problems encountered in these few meetings.

Ten years later, he was 17 years old, and he was the little Qin president of the Qin family.

But it will still be a bit difficult to actually take over Qin Sang's project.

The most difficult aspect is that all Qin Chou's partners feel that he is too young.

"Uncle Chen." Qin Heng said.

"Huh?" Assistant Chen turned to look at him.

Qin Heng's face rarely showed a trace of immaturity in line with his age.

He asked, "Did father do the same when he first started?"

Assistant Chen laughed: "Then I don't know. I didn't follow the chairman at that time. But I heard that the situation was not good. The chairman was not only young at that time, but also didn't have much money in his hands."

Hearing this, Qin Heng's face became more serious, as if he was silently competing.

When we got to the hotel, it was already late.

On the big screen in the shopping mall opposite, the news that Shen Zhimi had won an international award was broadcast.

Qin Heng stopped to look around before getting on the elevator.

He has been staying here for almost two months in order to discuss this business.

The summer vacation before the start of the university is coming to an end, so even though Qin Heng is always calm, he is a little impatient now.

After getting out of the elevator, Qin Heng turned to Assistant Chen and asked, "Did my dad call me today?"

Assistant Chen shook his head.

Qin Heng entered the room without saying anything.

Assistant Chen found it quite interesting.

Normally, when leading successors, the older ones lead the younger ones to introduce people a little bit.

Fortunately, Qin Sang threw Qin Heng to the company and took Shen Zhimi on vacation.

At Qin Heng's age, it's okay to ask the elders for help when encountering difficulties, but he is determined not to admit defeat.

After a while, Qin Heng still didn't know enough, so he called home.

It was morning over there.

As soon as the phone was connected, I heard the "sizzling" sound of fried eggs in a pan.

"What's the matter?" Qin Qing asked.

"...I called my dad's cell phone." Qin Heng said.

"Your father is still sleeping." Qin piti said.

After hesitating for two seconds, Qin Heng explained the difficulties he encountered.

Qin Xi put two fried eggs on a plate and put them on the table.

Shen Zhimi mouthed at him: "Who do you think is still sleeping?"

Qin Sang stuffed a small piece of steak into his mouth and said to the phone:

"The conditions you mentioned are all right. Old Zhao sees your tender face and presses you. If you show timidity, this business will have to be delayed. The solution is also very simple. Buy a return ticket, and he will take the initiative to contact you tomorrow. you."

Qin Heng didn't expect it to be so simple, and regretted making the call very much.

But after finally making a phone call, he asked again, "How about Lele's physical examination?"

"It's still the same, now it's going around your father." Qin piti said.

Qin Heng caught the loophole in a second: "Didn't you say that my dad is still sleeping?"

Qin piti ignored him and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, he sat down at the dining table to eat.

"How long will it take to come back? School is about to start." Shen Zhimi said, "He is only so old, why don't you just throw him out and make him confront those old fritters?"

Qin Qing looked up at him: "I was..."

"Ah, yes, yes, our President Qin passed five trials and killed six generals at the age of sixteen or seventeen..." Shen Zhimi rolled his eyes.

Qin Xie forked the fried egg to him: "Let him get in touch early and get on the road early, and I can retire after leaving the company affairs to him. It also saves this kid from staying at home when he is on vacation."

"Are you going to retire? You have changed, Mr. Qin." Shen Zhimi shook his head.

Who would have thought that Qin Xi, who used to be as busy as Saburo, was thinking of retiring after he was only 35 years old.

Qin Heng finally negotiated a business deal and returned to China a week before school started.

He didn't go home for nearly two months, and he wasn't too excited when he got home.

He just called out after entering the door: "Dad."

"Huh? Are you back?" Shen Zhimi turned around from the sofa, "Have you understood everything about the school? Don't delay the start of school."

Qin Heng nodded: "Li Zhao is in the same department as me, and he will help me look after related matters."

Shen Zhimi laughed: "Yo, I didn't expect this kid to be your classmate now."

"En." Qin Heng nodded.

He walked to the sofa and called again: "Lele."

The cat lay on Shen Zhimi's lap and wagged its tail as a greeting.

"Why not energetic?" Qin Heng asked.

"I shaved my hair during the physical examination, so I'm not happy." Shen Zhimi said.

Qin Heng reached out to pet the cat, and then went upstairs.

The cat jumped off Shen Zhimi's lap and followed him upstairs.

Qin Heng stayed in the gym for a while at night.

Shen Zhimi got off the treadmill and leaned over to take a look. This kid had already bench pressed 80kg.

Shen Zhimi saw it hot, walked to the equipment and waved: "Come down, I'll try it too."

Qin Heng looked at him hesitantly.

Shen Zhimi lay down, rolled up his sleeves and raised them.

Forced—didn't lift it up.

Qin Heng: "..."

Shen Zhimi sat up and forced his respect: "Hey, I just can't do it when I'm old."

It just so happened that Qin Sang passed by outside and ruthlessly exposed him: "It has nothing to do with age, 80kg, you have never lifted it in your life."

Shen Zhimi blew up in a second, chased him out and scolded him: "How long have you known me, and it's still your life!"

Qin Heng was speechless for a while, picked up a towel and wiped off his sweat, and ended up wiping the cat fur all over his face.

This day is really lively.

Soon the university will start.

News of Qin Heng's enrollment leaked out, and a group of media blocked the school gate.

Li Zhao and others who reported with him were taken aback.

"I'll go, are all these people taking pictures of you?" Li Zhao asked.

"I want to block my dad." Qin Heng glanced out of the car window and reached for the bag in the back seat.

"Then what should we do? The only way to report is through the front door." Li Zhao hesitated.

"Get out of the car, just go." Qin Heng opened the car door and walked down.

The rest of the students followed behind.

Unlike Qin Heng, other people have never seen this battle, and they are nervous and feel awesome.

Qin Heng glanced at them and said, "Don't look at them, don't talk, I can't help it, just treat yourself to a zoo."

Li Zhao and others stared at each other, and then looked at the eager media, and felt that this metaphor was very vivid.

Someone laughed uncontrollably: "Who taught you if it's so bad?"

Qin Heng also smiled, but did not speak.

He led his classmates through the besieged media, and poured into the campus with all the freshmen who were full of expectations.

The school is full of green pines, lush and green.

The teaching building stands tall, serious and bright.

Recently, Qin Heng occasionally has a dream.

In the dream, the 17-year-old was gloomy, paranoid, and lost everything.

But in reality, he has a bright future with an infinite future.

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