Chapter 25 New Text (22)

When Cheryl woke up on the soft big bed, she found that it was dark outside the window. This made her feel a little shocked, thinking that she was really too tired these days. The heavy financial pressure kept her nervous and could not relax a little until today.

Then from the perspective of her eyes, she found that her brother was standing outside on the balcony, looking into the distance and calmly.

"elder brother?"

Cheryl hurriedly got up embarrassed, tidied up his clothes a little, and then came behind Al Weilun.

"Is this the talk finished? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I see you have been busy negotiating with those people for more than ten days, and you have almost no time to rest."

Al Weilun turned around and looked at his sister with pity: "You must be very tired, I'm really sorry. But next time, you have to be busy for about a week to rest."

Sheriel wanted to cry when she heard this, thinking to herself, "You can still know that my sister is actually very tired, and I'm not so mean at all." But when she heard the next sentence, she couldn't help but burst into tears and felt a little uneasy."

"Another week of busyness? You can rest in the future? Why is this? Brother, have you chosen the next home and are going to be ready to negotiate an employment contract?"

"I guessed it right, so you can help me with the interview with the prince of the Cape family."

Al Weilun's expression seemed calm, but there seemed to be magma flowing in his eyes: "Cao Yue will come to you to discuss my professional contract. You can just do the specific regulations. The lord told me that he appreciates the loyalty of his subordinates, but the interests of his ministers also need to be guaranteed. Only in this way can the relationship between the monarch and the ministers be stable. So there is no need to be polite when you negotiate, and the salary you should still need."

Sheriel had a sudden heartbeat at this time, and her face was as pale as paper: "Have you promised Zhang Changzhi to jump onto this broken ship?"

"Who allows you to call him by his name? That is the king chosen by me, Al Wiron!"

Al looked at his sister coldly, with a warning expression on his face: "Shenwei Zhang is not as unbearable as you imagined, and the Chairman's talent is unprecedented. In a week, I will lead all the Knights of the King to join Shenwei Transportation and carry out the King's mission."

Shelley opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

The unnamed Knights changed their name again? They carried out the king's mission, so the King's Knights? The name changed so quickly that this Knights are too unconventional.

But the point is not this, but the first sentence - 'That is the king chosen by me, Al Wiron.'

Cheryl stretched out his hand and touched Al Weilun's forehead. He thought it was good, his body temperature was normal, and this guy didn't have a fever. Then there was only one possibility. Her brother Al Weilun, the White Knight, was fainted by Zhang Changzhi's mysterious soup.

"I am normal now. There is no madness. In this world, no one can use his mind to distort my mind."

Al Weilun looked proud and sincere: "I think in at most three months, Cheryl, you will be glad that I made my choice. There is no better platform in the entire Earth Federation!"

Cheriel only felt a stomachache, and she tried hard to keep herself out of control: "You have to go there with Prince Raphael. Since the time has been set, you can't misunderstand the appointment! This is a rude act and is not in line with the way of a knight."

This is her only life-saving straw now. I just hope that the prince can convince her brother or wake up from the mystery.

Despite this person's conditions in all aspects, she didn't think it was very good.

But Al Weilun cruelly broke her last hope. The man shook his head decisively: "No need! Meeting outsiders without the permission of the king is not what a minister should do. Please tell me to that person and say I am deeply sorry."

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"That is, the commission given to Al is 30 million to 60 million, and a certain equity incentive is given, right?"

At this time, in Zhang Xin's master bedroom, Cao Yue was also looking at his boss with incredible eyes: "Are you sure this white knight will agree?"

This commission is not too generous for a S-level like Al Weilun with endless potential. It should be noted that even the A+-level Blood Scythe Jack has an annual salary of 15 million (Note: It was originally 250 million, and the book friend Yunhai God pointed out that the value is too high, and it is 250 billion in a thousand years. I agree with the opening of the land, so I reset it).

Cao Yue believes that the offer from those large consortiums to Al Weilun will never be less than 70 million.

"Of course I'll agree!"

Zhang Xin laughed: "I know you want to say that other large consortiums will only offer higher prices than us. The current Shenwei Zhang family has no advantage. But they cannot grant Aier management company full rights, and a loss amount of one billion yuan per year, and will not use equity as an incentive. I also believe that Aier is more willing to grow with Shenwei Transportation. Okay--"

Seeing Cao Yue stopping when he wanted to speak, Zhang Xin waved his hand impatiently and signaled the former to stop: "Will that person agree? You can just try it with Cheriel?"

After saying this, he ignored Cao Yue and turned on the address book in the interface to request Ellie Brad's video communication.

The latter soon appeared in the holographic projection, but this person looked a little tired, and his face was even more bitter: "I tried to contact you several times just now, but I couldn't get through. I would like to ask Mr. Chairman, why did he agree to Scarey Zhuangxiong's resignation without authorization? This will make our company very passive."

She now regrets it a little. During the morning video meeting, she did not resign from this position more resolutely.

"It's impossible to save it, right? I'm not my father or my grandfather. I have no reputation in the company and cannot gain the trust of employees, so there is little possibility of division and disintegration."

Zhang Xin replied calmly and conceitedly: "I didn't inform you about Shenwei Transportation Company in advance. But at that time, I was also caught off guard. In addition, I personally think that Ms. Brad's responsibility is to dominate the daily operations of Shenwei Group and guide and coordinate the operating strategies of major subsidiaries. As for Shenwei Transportation Company, this should not be dealt with by you, but it is beyond your ability. This responsibility can only be borne by me who masters all the resources of Shenwei Zhang."

"So, Mr. Chairman, how are you going to deal with it?"

Ellie Brad's voice was still very rude, but the accusing look slightly relieved.

"You should know that Shenwei Transportation Company is now close to paralysis. By next Monday, the warehouses of major logistics companies will be piled up like mountains. Zhuang Xiong signed a large number of shipping contracts within this month, almost close to the capacity limit of Shenwei Transportation. Once he and his management team resign, no one can transport these goods to the designated place within the time specified in the contract. This means that Shenwei Transportation may have to pay more than one billion in compensation in the near future."

"I know."

Zhang Xin smiled slightly, and seemed to be unwilling to care: "I am looking for you now to deal with this matter. I need Shenwei Holdings to issue four announcements as soon as possible. First, our company, as the controlling party of Shenwei Transport, is negotiating an employment contract with White Knight Al Weilun--"
Chapter completed!