326. There were plenty of Wolves and tigers in this huge Peishan Corporation!

Gu Yanqing said, "I don't care about her private life. "

After all, it was someone else's private matter, so song Beibei didn't ask too much.

Song Beibei looked at the table full of dishes and suddenly thought of the days when she interned at Pearl Corporation.

She even worked part-time every day to deliver food to Gu Yanqing.

When Song Beibei heard what Xiao Mianjun said to Gu Yanqing just now, she only asked, "father has already given the position of President of the company to teacher he? "

Song Beibei still addressed Xiao Wei as teacher he. For a moment, she could not accept that she had become another person.

When she was at the Xiao family, Song Beibei would still greet Xiao Wei whenever she saw her.

However, Xiao Wei's attitude towards her was much colder.

It was as if she was treating an unfamiliar junior.

Gu Yanqing nodded his head

Song Beibei said in confusion, "teacher he has been missing for so many years. The moment she returned, she asked for the position of president of the Peishan Group. I really can't figure out what the reason is. "

Gu Yanqing's tone was indifferent. "Let's not get involved in the Xiao Family's matters. No matter what she's up to, it has nothing to do with us in the future. "

Song Beibei glanced at Gu Yanqing.

He always kept himself out of things like this.

However, regarding the task that Xiao Peishan had given him now, he still did his best.

In the afternoon, Xiao Xintong took a nap in the lounge.

Song Beibei was just like before, curled up on the SOFA and reading a book.

Gu Yanqing was still working, but he would occasionally raise his head to speak to her.

An afternoon passed by without her noticing.

The three of them went home together in the evening.

And so, a few days passed.

Song Beibei didn't do anything these few days. It was purely a waste of time.

However, she felt that such a waste of time was actually quite good.

There were even rumors throughout the company that the relationship between the CEO and the CEO's wife was too good.

Even during office hours, they were inseparable.

Of course, there were also rumors that this Pearl Group was originally the song family's business.

Gu Yanqing must have intended for his wife to take over and he would return to the Peishan group to take up a post.

After all, the Peishan Group's change of dynasty had already caused a stir.

Gu Yanqing was also immediately pushed into the limelight. The discussion was pushed to the forefront.

Originally, he was the best candidate to replace the Pearl Group, but now he was snatched by the Xiao Family's eldest princess.

The outside world was saying that Xiao Peishan's move was purely out of guilt for his daughter, and he was even willing to give up half of his empire to make up for his daughter.

Everyone felt injustice for Gu Yanqing.

It was said that in terms of status and ability, Gu Yanqing should be the CEO.

And the first person who felt injustice for him was Xiao Jiankai.

Today was Song Beibei's first day of work at Peishan Group.

Three days ago, she had already returned to Hong Kong city from Xia city with Gu Yanqing.

Song Beibei stayed on for another three days. Finally, she could not bear the pressure of the Xiao Family and went to Peishan group to report.

Song Beibei became the manager of the domestic market department. Logically, she should be working under Wu Zijun.

However, at the company, the first person she met was Xiao Jiankai.

Xiao Jiankai was already in his early sixties this year, but he looked quite young.

When Song Beibei went to the company, she coincidentally bumped into Xiao Jiankai, who had just arrived at the company.

Xiao Jiankai and Song Beibei's thoughts were not quite the same.

During the wedding, he probably came to attend as well. They had met once before.

However, there were many elders in the Xiao family. At that time, Song Beibei did not pay attention to them at all.

But today, Xiao Jiankai was dressed in white sportswear and white sports shoes. He looked very energetic.

Behind him was a secretary dressed in business attire.

Xiao Jiankai took the initiative to recognize Song Beibei. "Isn't this Song Beibei? "

Fortunately, Song Beibei had a good memory. Moreover, before going to work, she had specially looked for a few photos of important missions in the company.

She quickly greeted, "good morning, uncle. "

Xiao Jiankai narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Your father already told me that you would be working at the company today. I didn't expect to meet you so early in the morning. I just finished playing golf. Let's go have breakfast together? "

Song Beibei smiled and declined. "Uncle, I've already had breakfast. "

Xiao Jiankai said, "then accompany me. "

After a pause, he said, "I have something to tell you. "

Since Xiao Jiankai had already said so, Song Beibei naturally couldn't refuse.

Thus, she followed Xiao Jiankai to the restaurant.

The company's higher-ups had a special restaurant.

The decoration was rather luxurious, and the breakfast was also very exquisite. It was divided into a Western restaurant and a Chinese restaurant.

Xiao Jiankai said, "I heard that my niece is in the United States all year round. Do you want to eat western or Chinese food? "

Song Beibei smiled. "I've already eaten. I'll follow my uncle's wishes. "

Xiao Jiankai said, "then let's eat Chinese food. I'm already old. If I want to live longer, I still have to maintain my health. It's best to have some millet congee in the morning. "

"You're right, uncle. "

The waiter also prepared a bowl and chopsticks for Song Beibei.

Although it was called Millet Congee, it was actually very sumptuous. Steamed dumplings, noodles, soup dumplings, pickled vegetables, dried strips, pink fruits, and so on.

Song Beibei took a sip of Xiaolong soup dumplings and said, "this taste is authentic. I had authentic Cantonese morning tea in Guangdong before, and this is the taste. Later, I never had the chance to go there. I didn't expect to eat it here today. "

Xiao Jiankai laughed out loud That laughter seemed to be very happy. "It's hard to find a bosom friend. I don't have any other hobbies. It's just that I like to eat. They all say that I'll make do with it. But, you say, in life, there's no meaning in eating and drinking. If you don't eat something good, what's the point of earning so much money? The breakfast chef in this restaurant was specially hired by me from an old-style morning tea shop in Guangdong. But until today, you're the only one who can taste it. "

Xiao Jiankai smiled and said, "speaking of this morning tea, do you know the origin of Cantonese morning tea? "

Song Beibei felt a little embarrassed. "I'm just gluttonous. How can I study the origin? "

Xiao Jiankai smiled again. "speaking of the origin of Guangdong morning tea, it dates back to the Tongzhi period in Xianfeng. At that time, there was a restaurant in Guangzhou called "Yili restaurant. " A wooden sign with the word "tea talk" was hung at the door. Tea and pastries were served, and the facilities were simple. Only a few wooden tables and wooden stools were used to welcome guests, allowing passers-by to rest and chat. Later, there was a tea house, which gradually became a teahouse. After that, it became popular for Cantonese people to go to the teahouse to drink morning tea. Until today, the tea in Guangdong morning tea has become a supporting role, but the refreshments have become more and more exquisite and varied. It seems that the priorities are reversed."

Song Beibei's heart moved. She felt that Xiao Jiankai's words seemed to have a hidden meaning.

As expected.. Xiao Jiankai continued, "this is just like the development of a company. It will always be passed down and eliminated according to the requirements. However, the prerequisite is that it must be controlled by a pair of hands that can control the overall situation. Even if it goes astray, it can still be righted. I believe you also know that my big brother actually gave the position of chairman of the company to Xiao Wei who knows nothing about business. I really don't know what big brother is thinking. Everyone has witnessed Yan Qing's ability over the past three years. Initially, we all thought that this position would belong to him. "

Song Beibei only felt that she had to face such a situation on her first day at the company.

She recalled that Gu Yanqing had warned her that she would definitely be roped in by various forces when she came to the company.

She must not take sides, in case she could not extricate herself.

Song Beibei smiled and said, "father has been in the business for half of his life. He must have his reasons for doing this. Yanqing and I, as juniors, have no objections. Besides, we're family. It doesn't matter who takes this position. "

Song Beibei put down the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a towel and wiped her hands. "Uncle, I'm full. Thank you for your hospitality. I have to report to the marketing department at Eight, so I have to leave first. "

Xiao Jiankai also smiled. "Hurry up and go. It's your first day at work, so it's not good to be late. "

Song Beibei smiled and nodded as she took her leave.

When she came out of the restaurant, she felt as if she had left a wolf's den.

Although she was mentally prepared, she didn't expect that she would have to play Tai Chi with an old Fox the moment she stepped into this place.

Moreover, there were many wolves and tigers in this huge Peishan group.

It would probably be a tough battle when he met Wu Zijun next.

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