Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 664 The "Mishap" of the Trip to the Capital

Suppressing the urge to kick the door and urge them on, Chen Zhe and Song Shiwei waited in the corridor for seven or eight minutes before their secretary and assistant finally came out.

I checked the time; it was almost 8:50.

While in the elevator, Chen coughed lightly: "The ability to manage and value time also reflects one's work style. A good employee, whether at the company or traveling, must firmly establish a sense of time. This is not only about punctuality, but also an important yardstick for measuring the team's combat effectiveness..."

A long lecture left Cong Ni feeling ashamed.

She usually gets up quite early, but last night she slept in the same bed with her secretary, and the two of them had a "tea party" that lasted until after four o'clock.

The secretary was a little puzzled.

Normally, the big boss is too lazy to care about these trivial matters. Today, there's nothing urgent, so why is he getting angry at us?
Is it...

After everyone was seated at the buffet restaurant and picked up their plates to choose their food, the secretary quietly asked Sweetie, "Weiwei, how far did you get last night?"

"What step?"

Song, the school beauty, paused for a moment, then reacted, picked up a cream bun, gently placed it on the secretary's plate, and said in a deliberately serious tone:

"Eat well, focus on improving team performance, and don't worry about anything else."

Why are you using such clichéd language?

The secretary pursed her lips, but it sounded like it hadn't worked.

"No wonder he was angry with us; he was holding back a lot of pent-up anger."

The secretary suddenly felt a little sorry for the big boss; they shared a bed but only slept together for one night.
Could it be that Weiwei is unwell?
Last night, I was just wondering with Cong Ni how Weiwei would react today.

In those novels on Qidian, the female lead always seems to "frown slightly and then look at the male lead reproachfully when she wakes up the next day, and unconsciously clutches her lower abdomen while walking..."

The male protagonist proudly tilted his head back, as if it were all his own achievement.

It feels greasy; it's much more refreshing for the big boss to sleep like this.

But where is the big boss?

It seemed like he went into the restaurant and then disappeared. Everyone assumed he was going to get his food, so no one paid any attention.

About five or six minutes later, Chen finally returned.

He looked radiant and relaxed, as if he hadn't just gone to get food, but rather to find a place to unload the heavy burden on his shoulders.

"Mr. Chen."

Not long after sitting down, the rather timid assistant, Cong Ni, put down her chopsticks and apologized: "I overslept this morning. After your lecture, I deeply realize my mistake and promise not to do it again next time."

"Ah... these are all minor issues, there's no need to apologize specifically."

Chen paused for a moment, then waved his hand dismissively and said, "We're on a business trip right now. As long as it doesn't delay things, what's wrong with sleeping a little longer? The team needs to prioritize people. Only when we're well-rested can we be truly effective. We need to be energetic young men, not tired old men!"

"what?"

Cong Ni blinked; no matter how Chen Zong twisted these words, they all seemed to make sense.

Song Shiwei also noticed the change in her boyfriend's mood, but she thought that Chen Zhe realized that his attitude was too harsh just now, so he turned around and comforted Cong Ni.

"How much longer will you stay in the capital?"

Song Shiwei took a sip of orange juice and asked.

She came to the capital mainly to investigate Douban Technology, and Chen came later, so it was really a coincidence that they bumped into each other in this city.

Now that the inspection is over, Song Shiwei originally planned to return to Guangzhou in the next two days, and Chen Zhe was also aware of this schedule.

"It may take a week, it may take ten days, or it may take even sooner."

Chen swallowed the bun in his mouth: "If you want to go back, then go back. You not only have to study, but you also have a lot of things to take care of."

As a shareholder, Sweetie has to attend and give reports at the annual meetings of Vipshop and Taomee Technology, both of which she has invested in. She has a lot on her plate.

"I'm worried you'll get drunk like you did last night."

Song Shiwei looked at her boyfriend and voiced her concerns.

"It won't happen again." Chen said with a smile, "Last night was to integrate into that circle. Now that I've passed the test, there's no reason for me to keep feeding my own people like that."

Seeing that Song Shiwei was still hesitating, Chen continued to persuade her, "If you stay in the capital, you won't be able to study properly or handle your work with peace of mind. Professor Lu is also worried about you at home. How about this, if I have to go out for social engagements again, I'll call you..."

This suggestion made Song Shiwei's expression soften slightly.

She gazed at the snow outside the window, her long, swan-like neck gracefully curved. After a long while, she finally nodded: "Then it's settled. If you're going out for a social engagement, let me know in advance."

While Chen Zhe and Song Shiwei were discussing, the secretary and assistant were talking about other things.

However, after finishing their meal and returning to their room, the secretary quietly asked her boss, "We don't think we need to stay in the capital for ten days, right? Is there any other arrangement?"

"That's all, just visiting some leaders."

Chen looked around to make sure Sweetie wouldn't hear him before lowering his voice and saying, "I'm thinking of taking a trip to Shanghai when I go back to Guangzhou. That mixed exhibition lasts a week, so I should be able to catch the end of it."

"I rely on!"

The secretary couldn't help but shake her head: "Your schedule is absolutely flawless."

……

Having decided to go back, Song Shiwei and Cong Ni bought afternoon flights under Chen Zhe's arrangement.

After taking them to the airport, Chen returned to the hotel to tidy up before heading to a dinner party with Lu Yimin, the general manager of China Unicom.

This kind of gathering is mainly for discussing business. Although people do raise their glasses, it's just to liven things up, and they don't want to fight to the death like Yi Shan did. So Director Chen's alcohol tolerance is more than enough.

After talking with General Manager Lu, I met with General Manager Wang Xiaochu of China Telecom the next day.

Chen Zhe offered the same conditions to all three companies, providing tangible benefits to express his gratitude to the three CEOs for their support of Youmi phones while promoting the company's development.

Wang Xiaochu felt it was unnecessary. Since the Yi family was behind Su Hui, everyone would understand if Chen asked you to raise your voice a little higher.

Chen smiled and shook his head, remaining humble and low-key.

During this period, Uncle Yi not only personally hosted a banquet for Chen Zhe, but Yi Shan also privately invited Chen Zhe for a drink.

Director Chen was truly favored by two generations of the Yi family, who were generous in introducing him to various figures in the "Beijing circle."

These past few days have been a non-stop grind at the table. While it may seem like he's just consuming alcohol, he's actually cultivating his network. Director Chen has high emotional intelligence, and he's quickly become quite well-known in the "Beijing circle."

This was the result of his deliberate restraint.

The "Beijing circle" is too complicated. It is a place where undercurrents surge and hidden talents abound. It is a place where the moon, which does not want to be a dazzling full moon, always hides three-tenths of its brilliance.

However, this humble attitude made the Yi family like it even more.

I can give you resources, but you can't use these stepping stones to climb to other higher branches.

Of course, on the other hand, with the old man still alive, there aren't many branches in the country that are more prestigious than the Yi family.

In short, the second generation of the Yi family were very satisfied with Chen Zhe's performance, especially Gege's biological father, Yi Aoxiang.

According to Yi Shan, his second uncle has been praising you to the skies lately.

Chen Zhe also found it strange. Why would someone praise me for no reason?
Also, I haven't seen Gege for the past few days.

"Could it be that they hit it off on a blind date and have fallen head over heels in love?"

Chen Zhe wouldn't inquire about these private matters from Yi Shan until after his visit to Zheng Weizhong, before heading to Shanghai.

At this point, it's neither reasonable nor emotionally right for us to leave without saying a word.

Chen then sent a message to Yi Baoyu: "Ms. Yi, I am preparing to leave the capital. Thank you for your care during this time. I hope that starting next year, you will be able to lead Su Hui to a higher level."

This was originally a polite "one-way message," meaning it was sent without expecting a response from the other party.

Unexpectedly, the phone buzzed soon after, and Gege's tone was still as imperious as ever: "I'm so annoyed right now, where are you going? I want to go for a walk too!"

"What does this mean? Does it mean you want to come with me?"

Chen frowned. What should have been a perfect trip to the capital seemed to have encountered some unexpected setbacks.

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(It's a bit late, but I still managed to type it out.)
(End of this chapter)