Almighty in the city

"So, as long as they are not too stupid, they will definitely'see through' the cause and effect of the whole thing, and finally come to the conclusion I want them to draw."

On the sofa of Shengxuan's president's office, Bai Yifan leaned in a lazy half, explaining to the surprised Tan Zongming.

"You see, motives, logic, reasoning, and interests are all there. No matter you start with that kind of thinking, you will end up with the same result-being regarded as a target for Liwei. So, just in the VIP room Everything that happened was explained smoothly."

Speaking of this, Bai Yifan stretched out, grabbed half of the soda that he had just drunk, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip: "This is a trap specially prepared for'wise men'. The more clever he feels he is. People like to do reasoning and analysis, and they will firmly believe in their own conclusions-so, in my opinion, it is far more difficult to deceive a smart person and a fool than to deceive. An ordinary person is much smaller."

After a pause, he saw Tan Zongming’s look of astonishment, he couldn’t help but laughed: “Or, how come there is an idiom called'make yourself smart'. Don’t worry, it won’t be long before this Feng Baiyu, I have to come back obediently to'cedure land for compensation'."

Tan Zongming was stunned for twenty minutes. The first expression that came to mind was a deep wry smile.

He looked at the lazy Bai Yifan, and the muscles on his face twitched subconsciously. Then he exhaled and said with some gratitude: "Fortunately, you are not in business, otherwise, I don’t know how many people will suffer you. The disaster."

"It's just playing around." Bai Yifan smiled faintly, "Whether it is in business or political circles, from the temples to the rivers and lakes, all of them, in the final analysis, are three words-fighting with people. Grasp this essence. , To study the opponent well, then, no matter what changes he makes, he will always change invariably."

"Teached." Tan Zongming learned the appearance of the ancients, clasping his fists in his hands, and making a check-up at Bai Yifan, making each other unable to help but laugh.

On this day, the whole of Shanghai was swept by the storm at the close of the stock market in the afternoon. Television, the Internet, newspapers and magazines, and various commentaries were all around the storm.

Economists are discussing what changes the Shanghai business community will bring to the direction of China's economy by issuing this bloody "war book" to the Yanjing business community.

The stock critics are discussing whether the Yanjing business community will retaliate and counterattack after the stock market opens tomorrow, and if so, how it will affect the stock market tomorrow.

Experts discuss professional issues, and ordinary people in the market are discussing the gossip news behind this stock market storm——

"Pharaoh, do you know the truth about the storm five minutes before the stock market closed in the afternoon? Tell you, it was because Feng Shaotang, a Yanjing entrepreneur who ranked second in the China Fortune Ranking, pried Shanghai, which ranked fifth. The footsteps of entrepreneur Yan Fengnian!"

"Really, Feng Shaotang and Yan Fengnian are both in their 60s and 70s, and are they jealous of fighting for a woman?"

"Hey, everyone is a man, and you have fallen asleep with your wife. Are you crazy?"

"Fuck! No way, Feng Shaotang slept with Yan Fengnian's wife? How could the taste of this rich man of horse be so heavy?"

"Hey hey, I said you should use your brain to spread the rumors, okay? Send you a sixty-year-old old woman, you sleep! The truth is obviously Feng Shaotang slept with Yan Fengnian's daughter-in-law!"

"No, how did I hear that it is related to Tan Zongming, the president of Shengxuan Group?"

"Isn't Tan Zongming single? How can a wife make people sleep?"

"Why does it have to be my wife who makes people sleep?"

"You stupid, it's not the hatred of killing your father or the hatred of taking your wife, can you make such a big move? You all know that this is declaring war on the Yanjing business community!

"It makes sense. There is no hatred against the sky. How can those capitalists be willing to play with their money like this-eh, do you think Tan Zongming was given the anus by someone? This is also a hatred against the sky. And it's far more serious than the hatred of killing the father or taking the wife!"

In just one afternoon, in the evening, almost all of Shanghai was discussing the secrets hidden behind this stock market storm.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two giants in the Chinese business circles, Shanghai business community and Yanjing business community.

No one noticed that on the afternoon of this day, a Chinese Fortune 500 company in Shanghai Financial Street laid off a deputy manager, a head of the personnel department and a general manager of a department.

No one noticed that a foreign trade company that had its own factory and was engaged in foreign trade export transactions had laid off its veteran who had been in the company's personnel department for ten years, was fired together, and had a vice president of the company.

The boss of another trading company, after receiving a phone call, anxiously issued an unfavorable order to the heads of various departments under him.

"Before eight o'clock in the evening, if Xiaomei Fan, the former senior HR of the company's human resources department, cannot re-sign the personnel contract, you should write your own resignation report. Come to me tomorrow to get your last salary!"

This order immediately caused the trading company to jump up and down.

It's just that these three little things didn't splash the slightest splash in the ocean of companies in Shanghai.

Shanghai is a paradise for entrepreneurs and a hell for entrepreneurs.

Every day, there will be new companies registered and established; every day, there will also be a batch of companies and enterprises, and they will collapse.

Very often, a word of the big shots will determine the success or failure of a company.

However, all this has nothing to do with Bai Yifan. He just watched Tan Zongming make three calls, just like the three calls Zhao Lingfeng made in the morning.

In many cases, it is never God that determines a person's fate.

"Eating together tonight?" Tan Zongming hung up the phone and asked, "It just so happens that there is a small party."

Bai Yifan stretched his waist and stood up from the sofa: "No, I just saw in the WeChat group that Xiaoqiu treats guests at night-eat hot pot.", ...