I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 629 Boss Luo doesn't trust me, he actually brought two groups of people?
After the meeting, Chen Yansen returned to his office.

During his break, he brought up the system panel.

[Humanitarian Flame: 1072208 strands]

The increasing penetration of mobile internet and smartphones has created more jobs for companies like Yunsu and Kuaipao. After all, the more people shop online, participate in group buying, and order takeout, the greater the demand for delivery drivers and riders.

In addition, the continuous expansion of Kuai Pao Canteen, Orange Supermarket and Mixue Ice Cream has provided Chen Yansen with more sources of humanitarian inspiration.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yansen had a thought, and a purplish-black mist that was almost solidified quietly arrived and suddenly entered his brow.

A few breaths later, the light from the ring-shaped markings in his eyes flashed and disappeared, finally fading into his dark brown pupils.

He keenly noticed this change.

"What is the purpose of this thing?"

Chen Yansen pondered to himself.

Ten million humanitarian torches were extinguished, yet nothing unusual occurred.

There was no additional enhancement to vision, nor any activation of talent; the only difference was that the luster of the ring-shaped markings was slightly deeper than when they first appeared.

There are certainly miraculous aspects, but it is clear that the number of humanitarian torches is still insufficient.

Although Senlian Capital has a large number of employees, exceeding 72, this represents only 0.01% of the world's total population of over 70 billion, which is pitifully small.

Chen Yansen leaned back on the sofa, pondered for a while, then took out an encrypted satellite phone and called Bai Zhenshan, who was far away in South Africa.

at the same time.

Ali publicly revealed its partners for the first time, in preparation for its listing on the New York Stock Exchange.

Meilishuo acquired Shishen Yaoyao, attempting to enter the local life services market.

Domestic investment institutions generally expressed pessimism about this, because at this time Kuaipao and Dianping were in a stage of open and covert competition. Although there was no large-scale subsidy war, promotional activities were never stopped every now and then.

Meilishuo's actions are more like an egg hitting a rock, courting disaster.

Haven't you seen how Qiandu Waimai is almost on its last legs under the double attack of Kuaipao and Dianping?
JD.com announced that it will distribute a total of 10 billion yuan in red envelopes on Douyin, Kuaishou, Lingxi Browser, Xiaohongshu, and Toutiao to carry out promotions across all product categories.

Dangdang.com shouted the slogan "Kick the 618 Shopping Festival", and its pre-sale page featured activities such as 5% off books and 1% to 3% off clothing clearance sales, attacking JD.com with multiple categories, and launched a "double refund for price difference" service.

Although the slogans sounded impressive, netizens had long since figured out Dangdang.com and Li Guoqing's tactics and knew that this was mostly a "monkey-playing" scheme.

Yaomao naturally offered promotions on all product categories, and even secured Apple's participation, using the gimmick of "buy Apple products at a 95% discount" in the main pre-sale event venue.

This year's mid-year e-commerce promotion was particularly lively, with Pinduoduo, Tmall, and JD.com being the undisputed protagonists, while Suning, Yihaodian, Dangdang, Gome, Paipai, and Yixun were merely playing a supporting role.

the other side.

Zhang Yubao, Wang Yajun, Tang Zhenzhe, and others set foot on Hanoi soil once again. Orange Technology's branch in Hoa Lok High-Tech Park appeared unchanged.

For the past month, they have been working remotely to promote the sales of Orange phones in the Annam region.

Zhang Yubao pushed open the conference room door, and a familiar aroma of coffee wafted out.

Upon seeing this, Ruan Mei from the administration department beamed with joy and immediately went to greet them: "General Manager Zhang, General Manager Wang!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Zhang Yubao said with a smile.

Actually, his feelings were quite complicated. It was the Annamese who vandalized Chinese businesses, but it was also the Annamese who desperately protected the company's assets, resulting in several employees being seriously injured and more than a dozen employees suffering minor injuries.

Ruan Mei shook her head slightly and consciously left the meeting room, leaving the room to Zhang Yubao and the others.

She's a native of Hanoi, and frankly, she's really afraid that Orange Technology will withdraw from Annam.

It's worth noting that her previous monthly income was 1800 yuan, but after joining Orange Technology, her monthly salary reached 3200 yuan. With subsidies and quarterly bonuses, she could easily earn more than 5000 yuan.

Therefore, in her eyes, the Annamese who vandalized Chinese-owned factories and shops were no different from stray dogs on the roadside.

Compatriots? Are you kidding me!
Whoever takes away her livelihood is her enemy!

When Zhang Yubao returned to Hanoi, the staff at the Orange Mobile Phone flagship store breathed a sigh of relief.

KuaiPao and YunSu Express have also resumed operations.

On the surface, all was calm, but the Annan Central Command was secretly investigating the shooting of three protesters by Lazada security personnel a month earlier. Although they had not found any evidence, they knew that it was most likely the work of personnel from the Falcon Security Company.

A meeting room at the local patrol station.

Three autopsy reports were laid out on the table, and traces of gunpowder remained on the edges of the bullet holes in the photos.

Team leader Ruan Minghai reported the final investigation findings to his supervisor one by one.

"The investigation ends here. The higher-ups' intention is to downplay the matter and let it go. Senlian Capital has a strong influence in China, so there's no need to offend them."

The supervisor pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and waved his hand.

He knew very well that with the strength of Senlian Capital, they had probably already sent the people who made the move out of Southeast Asia. How could they arrest them?

In addition, he learned through special channels that one-third of the employees of Wind Falcon Security Company were veterans, and that the company had thousands of members in Africa. Who knows if there were assassins among them?

He doesn't want to be shot in the street one day.

Ruan Minghai opened his mouth, about to argue, but suddenly saw the stern look in his supervisor's eyes and immediately fell silent.

"Yes, I understand," Ruan Minghai replied helplessly after thinking for a moment.

at the same time.

Zhang Xiaolin traveled by water, crossed the border, and then swaggered into Hanoi.

He spent more than ten years in Southeast Asia and can speak a little of Annamite, Siamese and Luzon languages, showing remarkable linguistic talent.

Moreover, he had lived in Hanoi for a period of time in his early years, and with the help of information channels among Taiwanese merchants, he quickly identified the three people in the photo.

To his dismay, the three monkeys were completely unharmed and continued to go to get off work as usual every day.

"Dry!"

Zhang Xiaolin cursed under his breath, thinking: Even without the final payment, he would still take care of these three people.

Of course, this was just talk; if Luo Qingyuan dared to pay even a penny less, he would turn his gun on him.

It was dusk, on a small road connecting the city and the suburbs.

Zhang Xiaolin walked past his target, with a few passersby around them.

Just as the two were about to miss each other, Zhang Xiaolin raised his hand and waved it, a cold blade of light flashing past.

The target felt a chill on his neck, followed by an unbearable tingling sensation. Then, he seemed to hear a 'plop' sound, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Pfft"!
The target fell straight down, only then feeling a sharp pain in his neck. He tried to shout, but found that he could only make 'woo woo' sounds. His body grew colder and colder, and his consciousness gradually faded.

Exclamations of surprise from passersby erupted instantly!

Zhang Xiaolin acted as if nothing had happened, took the opportunity to snap a photo, and then quietly left.

He touched the Glock at his waist and continued on his way to the house of his next target.

But when they arrived, before they even got close, they could smell a thick, pungent odor of blood.

Pushing open the door, one could see a dark-skinned, 4-meter-tall Annamese man lying face up in a pool of dark blood, his left chest riddled with four bullet wounds.

I'm late?
Boss Luo doesn't trust me, he actually brought two groups of people?
Zhang Xiaolin took a photo while cursing, thinking, "Whatever, I have the photo, so the other party has to pay the balance."

　Godfathers, I'm sorry I'm limp again today. I'll try to get hard tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)