Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

NO. Three hundred and eleven branches



Except for the leading old man, the expressions of the rest of the officials were not very good-looking.

If it was in normal times, it would be too easy for the top leaders of the key departments of their organs to meet the boss of an enterprise. As long as a sentence or even an attitude, the other party will come running in awe and smile in front of him. , even a business tycoon of Li Jianguo's level would not dare to show his face at will.

In short, they are the gods of these businessmen, when have they been wronged like this?

"It's really unruly, I don't understand the rules at all!" One of the gray-haired men couldn't help but snorted coldly, "Secretary Wang, tell me, he just started a company, what's so arrogant? I don't even see you here, I think I should give him some color!"

"Yes, this kind of black sheep must be rectified, even the government doesn't care about it, it's just wrong!" Another potbellied man's eyes flashed a cold light.

"Forget it." However, the leading old man shook his head and his expression became cold, "I said, you should also put away this bureaucratic style."

"Uh..." Everyone's righteous indignation suddenly became miserable, and one of them, Director Wang, couldn't help but said, "Secretary Wang, we didn't think anything about it, but the other party didn't even give face to see us, this is really too much. , If everyone is like him, how can we manage it?"

"Excessive?" The old man shook his head and said proudly, "If you can also bring hundreds of billions of profits to the country, you can go too far."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and suddenly stopped talking, but there was still a glimmer of disapproval in their eyes.

"Before I came, that person... talked to me for a long time." The old man didn't care about the attitude of everyone and continued, "The United States was hit by nuclear weapons, which caused the world to trigger a financial turmoil that is ten times as large as in 2008. The economy has declined on a large scale, and only we, Huaxia, have gained greater benefits, do you know why?"

The crowd remained silent.

"Xingxing Technology, we can't attack." The old man sighed, "Not only can we not attack, we also want to prevent him from shifting the focus of development abroad. If Hengxing Technology runs away because of your rectification, then I dare to say that no matter what. What kind of backstage do you have, no one can protect you!"

Everyone was shocked. Director Wang seemed unconvinced and couldn't help but opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. Obviously, Stellar Technology's actions undoubtedly gave them a slap in the face, but they didn't even have the chance to attack.

Seeing the unwilling expressions of everyone, the old man couldn't help shaking his head. These people have been used to it for too long. Although he didn't want to be too harsh and offend these people, he had to do it.

After all, Stellar Technology is too important to the country! More importantly, this company has a tendency to break free from the control of the state. It is ridiculous that this group of people think that Stellar Technology, like other ordinary companies, can let them make their own decisions. If these people really push Stellar Technology and shift the focus of development from China to abroad, then the loss to the country is really immeasurable!

Therefore, he must put the ugly words in the front and let these people be vigilant. It is a trivial matter for them to fall into trouble, but if Hengxing Technology is forced out of the country, then everything will be over!

...

When the leadership of Haizhou was running for nothing, on the other side, Zhang Heng had already left Huaxia through the molecular teleporter. This is the real reason why Zhang Heng did not see those people. If he was still in Haizhou, and It's no big deal to meet these people.

At this time, he had already arrived in Miami, the United States, sitting in Joshua's huge villa, with his legs crossed, drinking out-of-print wine, looking very leisurely.

"Zhang, what kind of wind brought you here." Joshua sat gracefully on the sofa opposite,

He raised his glass to Zhang Heng and smiled.

"You know, the foundation is going to establish a branch here." Zhang Heng replied, "This branch will become the headquarters of Stellar Technology in the United States. Therefore, the agent is very important, and I must check it myself."

"So it is." Joshua thought thoughtfully, "I was thinking about whether I could help you, but now it seems that you don't need my help." He knew that Zhang Heng chose an agent for such a big event , not outsiders can intervene.

"Thank you for your kindness," Zhang Heng nodded and teased, "You already helped me by letting me live in such a luxurious villa."

"Hahaha, dear Zhang, as long as you want to live, I have no problem living here for the rest of your life." Joshua laughed.

Generally speaking, the person in charge of the location of the branch is a local person. That is to say, if Zhang Heng opens the branch in the United States, he must find an American to act as the person in charge. As for the purpose of this, it is because The national conditions and environment of the country are relatively familiar, and some strategic and forward-looking aspects of the company can be seen more clearly than others.

Before that, Zhang Heng had a very good candidate. That person was Lancelot Clayton. He was the general manager of a famous pharmaceutical company. The profit myth of 100 million yuan is well-known in the American financial circle, but this company has failed due to the failure of research and development of drugs and the decision-making mistakes of the company's shareholders, coupled with the economic impact of the 69 incident on the United States. On the verge of bankruptcy, this person also resigned from the position of general manager a few days ago and returned to Miami disheartened.

At this moment, Lancelot Clayton was lying in a dim bedroom with a vicissitudes face. On the floor of his house, countless dusts fell and fell, just like his life.

Clayton is only thirty-five years old this year. He still has a long way to go in his life, but the setbacks in his career cost him tens of millions of dollars, and he owes a lot of debt. Then he decided to divorce. After a lawsuit, he not only lost the custody of his son, but also completely left the house. Today, he has transformed from a successful career to a poor man with nothing...

If it's just that, it won't make Clayton discouraged, because he's still young and able to fight. Based on his resume, no matter where he goes, he can get at least hundreds of thousands of annual salary, but what really broke his fighting spirit was a notice representing advanced liver cancer...

Clayton's world seemed to lose all color when he received this notice. He was like a walking corpse, ready to welcome the arrival of death.

"Jingle bells!"

There was a lifeless ringtone on the phone, and Clayton glanced at the phone on the bedside numbly. Suddenly, an unfamiliar caller number came into view—this was the third bearer phone card he had replaced, except for the owner of the house. Besides, no one knows the existence of this number.

The number on the caller ID is not the owner's. In fact, he has only moved here for three days and has paid three months' rent. In any case, the owner should not call at this time. The master, it may be a salesman, or it may be a big hand, but no matter who it is, for Clayton, is there any difference?

He slowly stretched out his hand and pressed the hang up button on the phone. Suddenly, everything returned to tranquility...


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