Chapter 13

Don't look at the forty-year-old Liu Jianjun, but in front of Yang Cheng, the 26-year-old prince Yuanshan Zhengpai, did not dare to support him in anything. When Duong Trung looked at him, his upper body was still leaning forward. His head bowed slightly, not daring to look at Duong Trung.

Before being promoted to manager, he worked as a senior investigator. Communicating with people is a mandatory course for him. Although he rarely directly deals with cases in recent years, this know-how has not been abandoned and is all used to win over major local celebrities. When it comes to relationships, these are all resources that will be used at any time.

But at this moment, he was a little worried in his heart. His sharp intuition told him that there was something unusual about the opposing eyes looking at him, just like his son felt every time he saw an object. new play.

Not knowing what was going on, a calm man rushed up behind him, secretly suspecting that this noble man would not bow his head.

At this time, Duong Trung spoke: "Liu Kien Quan, Mr. Luu..."

Liu Jianjun heard the siren like a soldier. Bringing his legs together, he leaned wider. He corresponded with the traitor's fat translator during the Anti-Japanese War. He said, "Don't, don't, just call me Lao Liu."

"Ha ha, old Liu, the headquarters is satisfied with your work these years. I believe in your abilities. Now there is a task assigned to you. I wonder if you are confident or not?" Duong Cam's voice had a bit of pressure. , The question is posed more like an irrefutable opinion.

"No problem. Even if you have a mission, please give it to me. I promise to do it well." Don't be afraid that your leaders will make things difficult for you, but be afraid that they will ignore you. This is the working rule summarized by Liu Jianjun. In the workplace, there is no comparison. The leader sees that you are more important.

Duong Trung nodded: "Very good, Elena..."

is Elena, always dressed like an elite woman at work. In my opinion, this girl has been wearing this outfit for thousands of years, sometimes only the style changes a little but the color is still black as always.

Aiana took out the portfolio from her pocket and gave it to Liu Jianjun. Duong Trung on the side explained: "The information in this document belongs to Golden Monkey Food Company. At the end of last year, Hershey Company spent 2.4 billion yuan to buy back 80% of its shares. It will be completed in the coming years with the aim of offsetting debts. Your task is to contact Wang Ping, the company's chief financial officer, to uncover their financial gaps and give me a report of their actual salary. Any problems? "

Liu Jianjun took out his wallet and opened it for the first time. It seemed that CFO Wang Ping's information was placed on top. He roughly glanced at it and nodded: "It's okay, Yang Shao, give me two days."

"Okay, I give you 2 days. Also, do you know anyone who speaks Korean?" Duong Trung stood up, holding a cup of green tea in his hand and asked. Liu Jianjun packed up his documents, thought for a moment, and looked a little hesitant: "There is a Korean who often jogs in Korea, but this person is cowardly and refuses to be disciplined. I do not know. .."

"Okay, let him come find me, I'll see and decide, I'm fine, you go."

After Liu Jianjun was dismissed, Duong Trung was not idle. He went to the rented house in his previous life alone. He must be sure whether his predecessor switched bodies with him or not, or if he was the only one who crossed over to the so-called parallel space. It's okay for the latter, if it's the former, he won't hesitate to do something to eliminate the danger in the cradle. Coincidentally, he met Liu Jianjun just a few weeks ago. That's not what it is today, it's what it was in the beginning. Liu Jianjun was the owner of his rented house and the two fought over the rent.

However, Yang Cheng knew that Liu Jian's soldiers were not bad. He hasn't paid rent for 2 months. He was soon kicked out of the house due to changing people and asked to live there. At most, he said something wrong. Thank you very much.

But it was also because Lieu Kien Quan made him a little uncomfortable. According to the plot of the novel as a whole, he travels to another world. It turns out that everyone related to him will also have to disappear. Otherwise, how can we explain that there is one more person in America, country Z. A missing person? It's better to be careful in everything. Currently he is very satisfied with his life. If he wants to go back to the past and be miserable, it's better to kill him. Walking away, after a period of investigation, the results were quite positive, making his lingering heart feel relieved. At least he didn't find Yang Cheng initially through the public security bureau, phone, network and other channels. .

As for the guy currently renting Liu Jianjun's house, he is also a hard-working friend. This friend is worse than the original. He doesn't even have a job. In front of the door there was a garbage bag full of boxes of instant noodles. That's fate. . . Duong Trung was full of thoughts, enjoying two days of free time. First he went to a nightclub to get a girl and went to 419. Then he invited a high-end business model to accompany him to Hangzhou to visit West Lake on a spring night. After standing up, his waist ached again, only to remember that his current body couldn't help him mess around. That was when Liu Jianjun returned to business and he gave up. The riverside room on the top floor of the Waldorf Astoria on the Bund, with the same location and view, Liu Jianjun stood respectfully facing Yang Cheng. The difference is that he has silly yellow hair behind him, looking almost like Duong Trung. Tall, wearing poor quality pants, canvas shoes, a dangling skull pendant, and a visible tattoo on his neck. No one has a good impression of it. Elena frowned, looking disgusted. He was not in a hurry to ask about the results of Liu Jianjun's investigation, but asked Hoang Mao with great interest: "I heard that you are Korean?" Do you often mix and match clothes in Korea?

Hoang Mao didn't seem to hear, he used his little finger to pick his ear, happily playing with the skull pendant on his chest.

Liu Kien Quan was so angry that he slapped Hoang Mao's butt and kicked him staggered, "Shao Yang, ask you a question, put aside your provocation, Duong Thieu is different from other people."

Huang Mao patted the ashes contemptuously, "Cut it, what's the difference? He's not the prodigal born golden key. I've seen a lot of people like that."

Lieu Kien Quan smiled at Duong Trung: "Theu Thieu, look here..."

Duong Trung waved his hand, showing that he did not mind: "I have personality, what is your name?"

"His name is Kim Canh Dao... Just call him Tieu Kim..." Liu Kien Quan replied. "Why? This child is about my age, why does he call me Tieu Kim?" Kim Canh Dao lifted his bangs, pointed at Duong Trung's face and then at his own face, not angry at all.

"Just rely on him as your boss." Liu Jianjun caught another kick.

Duong Trung looked at the two of them funny. It's not difficult to see that Liu Jianjun really likes Jin Jingdao and continues to cover for him. It's clear that Jin Jingdao is talented and capable. Otherwise, with a character like that, it's hard to be treated differently.

Good people have character. Don't you see Steve Jobs is exercising hegemony at Apple? The people below didn't dare say anything about him. Even if the board of directors is not satisfied with his dictatorship, the truth is that he can make money. Just close one eye. Isn't this also a sign of saving one's talents? Otherwise, who would tolerate the existence of someone who doesn't make money but does it haphazardly?

"Okay, don't use a cover, I believe in Lao Liu's eyes. Since Xiao Jin often comes to Korea, will you do something for me? " Duong Trung waved at Liu Kien Quan, turned his head to look at Kim Tinh, and said without any denial.

"Why? What good does it do me?" Kim Canh Dao's strangeness is one thing, but he is not stupid. His parents died early. Liu Jianjun took him out. Liu Jianjun had repeatedly been polite in front of this young man. He didn't stop and knew he couldn't make too much noise. He said that it would be of no use to harm Lao Liu.

Duong Trung looked at him funny: "What do you want?"

Kim Canh Dao rolled his eyes, raised his hand to compare the two: "Twenty..."

"Nothing." Duong Trung nodded indifferently. "I'm talking about US dollars!" Jin Jingdao looked at him, unable to believe it.

Duong Trung shrugged his shoulders and joked a bit: "I don't use saddles either."

Kim Canh Dao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Obviously things were far from what he expected. He just wanted to say something to scare Duong Trung. How could he easily agree? To be precise, Jin Jingdao is just Liu Jianjun's disciple, not an official employee of Yuanshan Capital. He didn't even sign the contract. He usually just runs errands for Liu Jianjun. He doesn't understand the power of Yuanshan Capital. Needless to say, Duong Trung, the young boss. "You want 200,000 US dollars from me, I gave it to you, but do you have to find a force worth 200,000 US dollars?"

Kim Canh Dao instinctively nodded and heard Duong Trung continue: "Have you heard of Thai Dung real estate?"

Continue nodding: "This company owns land in downtown Seoul. I don't know why it exists and is not developed. I want to know the specific reason; and their president Park Tae-young , UU read www.uukanshu .com check for me Check her old butt, if you find her black cloth, I miss you so much.

"Seek Lao Liu to know the cost of that action and he will reimburse you. Oh, yes, you are curious about the Tairong Real Estate investigation, and no one instigated you, right? This sentence is bare. I was warned, Jin Jingdao cannot understand her. He carefully swallowed his saliva and said shyly: "Want to deal with Tairong Real Estate?

"Ha ha, Old Liu, your disciple hasn't practiced at home yet." Duong Trung raised his head, laughed loudly, not paying attention to the question.

While Liu Kien Quan smiled bitterly on the side, this child was still young, this ability had nothing to do with his age and experience. To put it bluntly, he endured too little.

Jin Jingdao half-heartedly scratched his head and muttered something.

"Young Master Duong, don't worry. When I get back, I will tell Tieu Kim that this kid is very smart and will never delay your big event." Lieu Kien Quan said solemnly. "Hmm... I can rest assured when you look at him. Okay, let him prepare. This time things were done well, from now on let him follow me. Now tell me the story of your investigation." you." ".

Duong Trung's words were not a sudden thought. He really needs a leader who can handle trivial matters and do the "dirty work" for him as a disciple. Currently, Jin Jingdao is a bright candidate. Of course, this time it all depends on him. The success of the mission will be decided once again. Lieu Kien Quan looked happy, quickly pushed Kim Canh Dao reluctantly and bowed his head in gratitude, then quietly sent him out, then turned and reported to Duong Trung: "Young Master Duong, what are you doing Vuong Binh?" It's not easy, we're still one." It's already late, this kid has already collected tens of millions and fled..."

"What?"

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