Zheng Boyue followed Sun Gang into the office. He heard Sun Gang call him without the usual useful name, but he didn't care.

"Mr. Sun, is the bank unwilling to issue loans to the company?"

Zheng Boyue thought Sun Gang was worried because the company was short of funds.

When Sun Gang saw the other party paying attention to this, he thought that the other party was an old man from the company. After thinking about it, he did not tell the other party about the personnel appointment and removal he had prepared to say.

He knew that Zheng Boyue was not very good-looking. He used to carry him on his back and stuffed money into his pockets through the company. Considering the other party's work ability, he turned a blind eye.

Although he did not directly mention personnel appointments and removals this time, he would not change the decision.

Because in the past, he had to rely on the other party's work ability, but now, with Wang Lun injecting capital into the company, he can fully rejuvenate the company. At this time, for the talents who manage the company, he can choose people who value both character and ability.

In other words, it’s not that Zheng Boyue is indispensable. It’s not that he cannot do without this person.

"Nothing is wrong."

He said to Zheng Boyue.

When Wang Lun's official acquisition is completed, he will announce the appointment and removal order.

"Okay, then I'll go out."

Zheng Boyue felt very strange and felt that Sun Gang wanted to speak but stopped, but he was embarrassed to dig into the bottom line.

After leaving the other party's office, Zheng Boyue thought about the reasons while walking, but he didn't even think about his own future in the company.

To him, he has always been an inseparable person from the company and his role is irreplaceable.

As long as Sun Gang was not kicked by a donkey in the head, he would not be kicked out of the company.

"It is becoming increasingly difficult for the company to raise funds, and the prospects are not good, so I have to consider a way out for myself."

Zheng Boyue thought seriously.

"If the company really can't be opened, I can only find another place, but during this period, I can continue to gain some benefits with the status of vice president..."

What Zheng Boyue was thinking was that he would not suffer any losses if the company went bankrupt, and wanted to make another profit as soon as possible.

"Secretary Tang."

When he went upstairs, Zheng Boyue met Secretary Tang and asked, "Do you know that Wang Lun is the two people who drove away just now. How many ornamental fish are you going to buy?"

Sun Gang told him that Wang Lun wanted to buy expensive ornamental fish and asked him to be responsible for the reception, but he did not ask about the number of ornamental fish tails that Wang Lun intended to buy.

"It seems like I want to buy more than 3,000 tails." Secretary Tang said.

Zheng Boyue sneered.

The secretary was puzzled and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"No," Zheng Boyue's face still had a sneering expression, "I'll leave first."

Then he said to himself: "It's so funny. What township does it require three thousand precious ornamental fish to decorate the tourist attractions?"

As far as he knows, those rural tourist attractions that are somewhat famous are not managed by the townships. They will naturally set up scenic spots and become tourist units. Only those rural farmhouses will be managed by the township government.

The total amount of the three thousand-tailed ornamental fish is calculated based on an average of 50 yuan per person, which is 150,000 yuan!

Which township government can spend so much money just as the icing on the cake for a tourist attraction?

"I also think he is really the big customer of the company. Sun Gang, Sun Gang, you were cheated by him."

Back at his office, Zheng Boyue opened WeChat and looked at the university group.

He is the vice president, and no one cares about him. He can do whatever he wants when he goes to work, sleeps on the Internet, or even plays a few chicken-eating games.

“It’s quite lively today.”

Zheng Boyue noticed that this group of 300 people, composed of teachers from the college and students of the same college, is bubbling, talking about the current situation of getting involved in society after graduation. Everyone graduated in the same year. Except for undergraduate studies, other students have been working for almost two years and have entered society, but not everyone can gain a foothold in society.

At this time, people are not completely assimilated by social atmosphere, and they are students, and those who are not so complicated in their words and often do not have a good job and get high wages.

So whenever a good student appears, he will definitely be sought after by many people.

Zheng Boyue looked at it and now everyone is envious of the work of Zhang Xingyu, a classmate who majored in garden management. Zhang Xingyu is already a civil servant in the city and works in the Municipal Garden Bureau in his hometown.

What everyone envies is Zhang Xingyu's stable job, he does not need to work overtime, does not need to worry about unemployment, has good benefits, and even pays more provident fund than ordinary employees.

Zheng Boyue smiled. The other party’s job is indeed good, but there is still a gap compared to his own.

He quietly typed a line of words and sent it out.

Civil servants from municipal units are indeed good.

After this line of words appeared, a classmate immediately sent a message.

"Mr. Zheng, please take care of me."

It was posted by a classmate who usually contacted him.

Immediately afterwards, a female classmate spoke: "Chairman Zheng hasn't been bubbling for a long time. Where is he working? He can't be studying at the party-school."

Those who don’t know his work will, based on the bright halo of the college student union president during his college years, most likely think that he is on the path of his career after graduation.

The classmate who spoke before immediately responded: "Everyone said it was Mr. Zheng. Now he is the vice president of a large company and a serious senior executive."

Zheng Boyue felt very comfortable when he looked at this passage. He didn't need to show off himself, but he could get the effect of envying others. This feeling is intoxicating.

"Where, I just do management work. I am so busy in the office. How can I compare to being a civil servant? You who are rich second generation are free."

Zhang Xingyu appeared and said modestly: "Civil servants are tired. I work a lot of overtime now. Your job is better. The vice president is in the office and you can do whatever you want."

Some people are also echoing.

"The promotion is very fast. We have been graduating for less than two years. Zheng Boyue, you are the vice president of the company, and you will have to be a gold collar in the future."

"I'm doing well, I must have a lot of money. Unlike me, I stayed in a small and broken company with no future, and I was confused every day and got into the mode of eating and waiting for death early."

"As a senior manager, I'm afraid I can still enjoy the company's equity dividends, I'm envious."

...

When Zheng Boyue saw that he appeared, the limelight quickly overwhelmed Zhang Xingyu with a proud look on his face.

He knew that many people were a little disgusted with him, thinking that he did too many greedy things when he was the president of the student union in college, but so what? Now he is doing better than most of his classmates. Those who don’t like him can only dive in the group.

"Actually, it's pretty good to be a municipal civil servant. At least you can stay in the city and enjoy the convenience of the city."

"Rural civil servants are relatively poor."

Zheng Boyue typed these two lines, remembering Wang Lun's face that made him very upset, and snorted coldly.

"There are definitely a lot of things for township civil servants. They have to run to the countryside frequently and deal with farmers. It is really tiring. There seems to be no township civil servants in our group."

Someone answered.

Everyone is studying forestry and farming majors. Except for a considerable number of people taking the postgraduate entrance examination, the others are either doing sales or starting a business home. More than half of them have changed careers. Very few of them can pass civil servant exams. After all, there are too few civil servant positions recruited from these majors every year.

"Yes, I happened to meet a classmate today."

Zheng Boyue secretly thanked the person who answered him before and directly opened up the topic.

Next, it’s time for him to scold Wang Lun in the class group.

"I met Wang Lun and came to our company. @Zhang Xingyu, I'm a professional with you."

Zhang Xingyu immediately replied: "Yes, he is a classmate, but I seem to hear people say that Wang Lun is amazing and is no longer comparable to our group of people."

Zheng Boyue sneered. It was amazing. Humph, he didn't know.

"He is now working as a civil servant in a small town and comes to our aquatic products group to buy ornamental fish. When it comes to his affairs today, I feel a little depressed."

Zheng Boyue typed these words.

More than a dozen people in the group knew that Wang Lun had returned to the village to start a business, and he was already very valuable. At this moment, he saw Zheng Boyue saying that Wang Lun was a civil servant in the township. He wanted to refute it, but when he saw the line of words Zheng Boyue typed, he didn't rush to speak.

It is obvious that Zheng Boyue's depression comes from his dissatisfaction with Wang Lun. They want to hear what happened.

"Tell me, you are classmates, are there still conflicts?"

"He comes to your group to buy ornamental fish. With the care of you, the vice president, you must not handle that matter properly. Mr. Zheng, why are you still depressed?"

When Zheng Boyue saw these words, he typed calmly: "It's because I want to take care of him and are willing to give him a low price to get some benefits in purchasing. It's okay if he doesn't appreciate it, but he even argues with me. Alas, his hot face is pressed to the cold butt. Maybe he thinks I'm harming him."

"I won't say it anymore. It's really depressing to say it. Those who don't know how to adapt and to put it bluntly, may be limited to staying in towns and not being able to return to the city in the future."

After typing these words, Zheng Boyue sneered and scolded Wang Lun hard in the group, which was really good.

Unfortunately, this group doesn’t seem to have Wang Lun, otherwise it would be even more enjoyable to argue head-on.

Buzzing. The phone is vibrating, and there is new news in this WeChat group.

Zheng Boyue withdrew his hands that were on the back of his head, picked up his phone and looked at it, and was very happy.

Some people above said that they suspected that he had made a mistake. Wang Lun was not a rural civil servant, but a boss who had already started a successful business.

Just as he was about to type and refute, he saw another line of words typing out by another person.

I also remember that Wang Lun is very young and promising. He is a big boss and his net worth seems to be over 100 million yuan. He should not be wrong.

When Zheng Boyue saw this, he couldn't help laughing.

He is also a big boss and has assets worth over 100 million yuan. If Wang Lun is really so awesome, Ah Mao and Ah Dog can do it!
To be continued...