Haike Company is a small company with a small office area and you can see your head at a glance.

Fatty Luo looked at Jing Gao and walked into Mr. Wei's office and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Now, it is recognized that Jing Gao in Haike Company may have some background, whether it is official or economic. Otherwise, there is no need for the manager of Henghu Pharmaceutical to give him face like this.

Not a minority of people with some background in Beijing are working in a low-key manner. Isn’t Buffett, the world’s richest man, also doing ordinary jobs?

However, he believed that Mr. Wei should have some way to "treat" Jing Gao. He is a millionaire after all.

Little comrade, "borrowing a knife to kill people" is not that fun.

Didi.

Fatty Luo was thinking, and his mobile phone and WeChat rang. He immediately leaned against the chair and looked around.

It is a small group of several of their project managers.

"@Fatty Luo, Lao Luo, what's going on? Why did Jing Gao suddenly ask for resignation?"

"Lao Luo, what good things did you do? Come out and say it. (smile expression)."

Jing Gao has just submitted his resignation application form. It can be seen in Haike's office system. Related screenshots are posted to the group.

This is actually no less than a deep water bomb explosion.

Everyone knows Jing Gao’s “story” during this period, and they can see that the company intends to reuse him. As a result, he is going to resign?

Fatty Luo replied one by one, "It's a big deal."

"I'm busy helping him get a 50,000 bonus, and this Sun Thief repays me like this."

"President Wei is talking to him, and he has something to look good about. You can wait and see."

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In Wei Zhengyuan's office, the sun shines in the window, and you can also hear the cries of birds in the woods of the Science and Technology Park.

Wei Zhengyuan was wearing a white striped short-sleeved business T-shirt and trousers. His tall and thin figure was slightly shorter than Jing Gao. He walked out from behind the desk with a smile and shook hands with Jing Gao, "Hey Jing Gao, hello. Sit."

Speaking of which, this is the first time Jing Gao has had a private conversation with the company's general manager. However, Jing Gao, who has passed the adaptation period of the rich, naturally cannot feel any discomfort in front of the boss of a company of tens of millions.

If we really want to talk about social status, Mr. Wei’s card may not be as good as Gong Cheng, the branch president of the Universe.

"Hello, Mr. Wei."

Wei Zhengyuan looked at Jing Gao, who was sitting relaxed on the leather sofa. His demeanor was really not like an ordinary employee. He secretly scolded Fatty Wei for being stupid. Will he offend such a person? Maybe he is the young master of this family.

Wei Zhengyuan said in a friendly manner: "Jing Gao, I will declare first that the salary and compensation for your resignation will be settled normally. Then, it is not convenient for Fang to ask why you resigned? I still hope you will continue to work in Haike."

Jing Gao drank a sip of tea and said, "I quit my job and start a business."

He actually had no expectations for settlement of April's salary.

From Haike's perspective, his behavior was "deception". Haike worked hard to help him deal with "real-name reporting", but he resigned on the first day he came back. He had no interest in serving Haike anymore.

It is normal for someone to get stuck.

As for resignation compensation, it depends on the company. Some companies need to be laid off before they can be found. Some companies will also have voluntarily resign.

Haike belongs to the former.

Mr. Wei is still very generous in his work. He actually didn't plan to break up with his former boss for his half-month salary.

As for the tricky complaints about Fatty Luo in front of President Wei, he is not so unreasonable. He and Fatty Luo have no grudges.

Wei Zhengyuan knew that his "fate" with Jing Gao was over as soon as he heard it. He followed this topic and said, "Which aspect are you planning to do? If you need it, I am happy to help."

Jing Gao declined, "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for my venture capital, the company has been established and is currently under review of the project."

Wei Zhengyuan heard this and pondered for a few seconds, saying, "Mr. Jing, I have a friend who works in the tourism industry. He is short of funds recently and is looking for investors everywhere. Do you have time this Friday? Let's meet in Jinghe Club and chat? It has nothing to do with Cheng and Bucheng. Just think of it as acquaintance and sit together to drink tea."

Jing Gao subconsciously wanted to refuse, and he was not interested in business social engagements. However, when he heard that the tourism industry was interested, he asked, "What's the specific?"

Didn’t he happen to think about those places being fun recently?

Wei Zhengyuan suddenly felt a sense of excuse, so he walked back to his desk and took a box of Chinese cigarettes, handed one to Jing Gao. He lit it, took a sip, and smiled and said, "My friend is a tourist town, similar to Gubei Water Town in Dongyun District.

He built a tourist town near the suburbs of the capital, in the Xianghe area, with an annual output value of nearly 100 million yuan. His capital chain has recently broken, and his hair has turned white with worries."

Handling cigarettes is a common method used to bring closer relationships between men.

Jing Gao didn't pick up Fatty Luo's cigarette, so he wouldn't refuse Wei Zhengyuan. After lighting the cigarette, he took a sip and realized what Mr. Wei said: the amount of funds needed is about tens of millions. After thinking about it, he said, "Okay, meet and talk."

He definitely doesn't understand the business model of a tourist town.

But as a tycoon, who hasn’t found a beautiful place, a farmhouse, and a dream of living leisurely for a few days?

You can contact this line.

Wei Zhengyuan laughed and said, "Mr. Jing is really happy. Oh, this is my business card." He handed Jing Gao both hands, and his attitude became more and more attentive.

Jing Gao answered with a smile, "I haven't printed a business card yet. I'll dial Mr. Wei's phone number."

At this time, Jing Gao found that he not only needed to apply for another mobile phone card for his partner, but also to print his personal business card.

After leaving the private contact information, Wei Zhengyuan was in a good mood and sent Jing Gao to the office door and shook hands with him, "Mr. Jing, I will send you there later."

The two employees passing by happened to hear this and were shocked. Mr. Jing? What the hell?

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After sending Jing Gao away, Wei Zhengyuan smiled and sat back to the desk. He first called the finance department with a landline and explained his opinions. Then, he thought about it and called his friend.

"Oh, Lao Wei, call me early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Lao Wang, I have good news here. I have a friend who works in venture capital. I'm a little interested in your situation. I'll get together in Jinghe this Friday afternoon?"

"Okay. Oh, Lao Wei, you have helped me a lot. Don't worry, when the investment is negotiated, your benefits will be indispensable."

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Jing Gao returned to his seat and packed his personal belongings. Check the process and it was approved within ten minutes.

He went to the finance department to sign and collect the money. Then he could leave.

Fatty Luo, who was sitting in the seat, was a little stunned. The finance department called him to urge him to quickly approve Jing Gao's resignation application. He asked and learned that Mr. Wei personally called to confirm Jing Gao's salary and resignation compensation.

I'll go!

Mr. Wei, I still expect you to vent your anger on your brothers.

Fatty Luo looked at Jing Gao who pushed open the door of the finance room. His WeChat group was already exploding wildly. He was being dissed.

"Old Luo, you can't do it! Did you hear what the name of Mr. Wei sending Jing Gao out? Mr. Jing!"

"@Fatty Luo, that's it, that's it. Lao Luo still wants us to wait and see. This..."

“A large-scale overturning scene.”

"Old Luo's face is about to be swollen."

Your sister! Damn it! Fatty Luo really wants to scold these gloating people. How did he know what happened?

At this moment, he saw the door of Mr. Wei's office opened, and the company's number one walked towards Jing Gao with a smile, "Mr. Jing, I'll give you a gift."

Fatty Luo almost came up in one breath. He expected to mock his colleagues for several days.
Chapter completed!