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Chapter 640 Mu Aijun's Heart

In the living room, Mu Aijun looked at Zhao Guoyang, Mu Yiyi and the other two were puzzled, and smiled and said, "What, is there anything difficult to understand about my decision?"

Zhao Guoyang nodded and said frankly: "Manager, I didn't expect you to be so confident in my company!"

Seeing that Zhao Guoyang was honest, Mu Aijun laughed at him: "Guoyang, you said this, but you underestimated my eyes!"

Looking at Zhao Guoyang's embarrassed look, Mu Aijun joked: "That's right, I don't know much about technology. I don't know much about the two companies you run in Songjiang City in Guoyang, but I still have some judgments on some things."

Mu Aijun took a glass of water handed over by his daughter Mu Yiyi, took two sips, and continued: "Guoyang, you and others invested together with you to do engineering machinery, right?"

"In terms of the atmosphere of comprehensive development in our country and the in full swing of large-scale construction, the industry you are working in is undoubtedly very promising."

"As for your foreign trade company, let alone. Didn't you ask me for leave early in August and September? You have to follow the leaders of the Ministry of Foreign Trade and other ministries to visit North America and Africa continuously."

Mu Aijun said with some emotion: "What does this mean? This shows that our country has begun to pay attention to foreign trade. In the future, the prospects of your foreign trade company are really great!"

Zhao Guoyang didn't expect that Director Mu could say such a thing, and he was a little surprised at the moment.

As for Mu Yiyi, she said in an admiring tone: "Dad, your analysis is so thorough and technical. Whoever wants to say that you are a rude man in the future? I am the first one to not know!"

Listening to her daughter's jokes, Mu Aijun touched her hair lovingly and said earnestly: "Yiyi, you have been abroad over the years and have achieved success."

"Originally, I have no objection to whether you stay abroad to develop or return to China to explore."

"But now that Guoyang has a ready-made 'thigh' for you to hug, I think it's better not to miss this opportunity!"

"Dad, what a hug, it sounds so ugly!"

Mu Yiyi pouted and said with a blushing face: "What, Dad, you are so optimistic about Guoyang. I tell you that you can't praise him for being too powerful, so as to prevent him from raising his tail!"

After hearing this, Mu Aijun said half-truely: "Yiyi, you are wrong. Although Guoyang has strong abilities, his calmness in his personality is stronger than many older people. He will definitely not be able to float away!"

"Besides, you don't know yet, right? If Guoyang resigns in our Hongda Machinery Factory now, I can guarantee that more than a dozen large companies will immediately rush to ask for him, and at least they will offer several times the salary and benefits in our factory."

"From this perspective, Guoyangken has been staying in the 'Hongda Machinery Factory', which is really a sacrifice. It's not easy."

Mu Yiyi really doesn't know much about Zhao Guoyang's technical level and his appeal among some domestic industrial enterprises.

At this time, after hearing my father's swearing words, she glanced at Zhao Guoyang sitting beside her in surprise.

Looking at the light expression on the other person's face, Mu Yiyi couldn't help but say, "Guoyang, I didn't see that you are still quite nostalgic."

Zhao Guoyang returned after hearing this: "Hi, it's not a nostalgic. From the beginning of work, Director Mu, Director Ma, and Director Wang are indeed very nice to me and care about me very much; another way, I always feel that our factory may not lose to others in the future."

"Maybe, in three to five years, our Hongda Machinery Factory will be a motorcycle, and the leading companies in the all-terrain vehicle industry may also be!"

After Zhao Guoyang said this, Mu Aijun did not think he was exaggerated at all, but nodded with anticipation.

Mu Yiyi looked at the expression on the boss's face and muttered in her heart: What kind of "evil curse" did this guy Guoyang put on his father? Why did his father look down on him so much?

On the other side, Mu Aijun, who had calmed down a little, reached out to pat Zhao Guoyang's shoulder and said, "Guoyang, it will be almost fifty in a few years, and it will be only ten years before he retires gloriously."

"After I retreat, I hope Guoyang, you can take up the burden of our Hongda Machinery Factory. In the future, no matter where you take it, it depends on you!"

Although Mu Aijun's words violated the principle of democratic centralism, Zhao Guoyang fully understood his feelings.

In the early 1990s, many domestic state-owned enterprises had the final say.

Even when choosing the next factory director, the opinions of the top leader play a major role.

This phenomenon is a product of the times, and it is really hard to say whether it is good or bad.

Some people may think this is not democratic, but factory managers often have the most thorough understanding of the company.

The choices he makes are often the best.

Today, because it was a private conversation, Mu Aijun was also very relaxed and said everything he had always wanted to say to Zhao Guoyang.

Of course, it is still more than ten years before he retires, so it is still too early to say this.

Seeing the atmosphere a little solemn, Mu Yiyi's eyes turned and she smiled and said, "Okay, Dad, let's not talk about you 'Hongda Machinery Factory'."

"Where did I talk to Guoyang just now? By the way, after I graduate, I will really go to work in the foreign trade company under Guoyang? If you want to stay in Europe at that time, don't think of me!"

Mu Aijun was stunned for a moment, then reached out and nodded his daughter's head and said, "You, you are playing such a little trick with me. If you live in Europe, can't you come back?"

Mu Aijun snorted, "Besides, if you really join Guoyang's company, he will treat you badly and not give you a vacation?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guoyang immediately expressed his opinion: "Do not worry, Director Mu, in our Xingtai International Foreign Trade Company, whether it is domestic staff or permanent employees abroad, there are paid leave benefits every year, which lasts about fifteen to twenty days."

Turning back to Mu Yiyi and smiled, Zhao Guoyang continued to speak: "So, as long as Miss Yiyi joins our 'Xingtai International', she can return home to accompany you and Aunt Ding during the Chinese New Year at least one long holiday every year!"

"Well, paid leave? There is also this benefit, that's really good!"

Mu Aijun really thinks it's good, and there's no falsehood.

In fact, in the early 1990s, the country had six working days every week, and the total holidays in a year were sixty or seventy days.

Even during the Chinese New Year, a normal unit only has five or six days off, and rarely has more than ten days off.

Zhao Guoyang has promised Mu Yiyi such a long vacation at once, so Mu Aijun is of course happy.

After all, if Mu Yiyi found other jobs in England, it would still be a problem whether she could come back to reunite for three or five days every year.

Next, Mu Aijun heard Zhao Guoyang talk about the benefits and benefits of "Xingtai International".

When he heard that Mu Yiyi joined the franchise, his annual salary was about 80,000 to 100,000 yuan, he was shocked.

"Why are there so many? Guoyang, don't pay more money to Yiyi because of my reasons!"

Looking at Mu Aijun's worried look, Zhao Guoyang waved his hands repeatedly and explained: "Director Mu, this is not the case."

"The price I give Yiyi is the minimum standard for recruiting talents in Europe for our 'Xingtai International'. As long as the talents who are successfully admitted to us, their annual income will definitely not be lower than this number!"

After hearing Zhao Guoyang's explanation, Mu Aijun breathed a sigh of relief.

He leaned his body, glanced at his eager daughter, and slowly started to speak: "Yiyi, Guoyang has already put all these words here, it's full of sincerity! As for you, should you give me a sure letter?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yiyi looked at Zhao Guoyang and chuckled, "What else can I hesitate about with such a good treatment? I will definitely join!"

"Mr. Zhao, from now on, I will be a soldier under your command. If you have any instructions, just tell me!"

Looking at Mu Yiyi's teasing look at herself, Zhao Guoyang quickly coughed and said, "Miss Yiyi is too modest. You will most likely be our strategic development consultant of Xingtai International in the future. I dare not think you are a soldier..."

"Hehe, then I, as a consultant, have to hurry up and recharge myself from now on. I can't get to know the company's business until I graduate next year, right?"

After hearing his daughter's general words, Mu Aijun agreed, "Yeah, yes, if you have this idea, that's great!"

"Guoyang, don't be polite. At this stage, you can ask her to prepare some information that needs to be prepared. In addition, we must explain some business precautions to her so that she can have a clear idea."

Zhao Guoyang said "yes" and nodded, "Do not worry, our 'Xingtai International' will not support idle people, and I also know Yiyi's level. Being this 'Strategic Development Consultant' is definitely easy to get..."

"That's good, that's good!"

My daughter's work was done inadvertently. Mu Aijun was in a good mood and clapped her hands and said.

Zhao Guoyang and his father and daughter chatted for a while, and when they saw that the time was almost over, they offered to say goodbye.

Mu Aijun didn't force him to keep him, but just nodded happily and said, "Guoyang, tomorrow is the weekend. Don't bother with me alone. Come to your house for lunch."

"In addition, Yiyi wants to go to the 'Little West Lake' in Guangling City tomorrow. If it is convenient, let's go with her..."
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