Li Weidong continued: "Mr. Zhu, at this time, it is more important to successfully take over the leadership of the company, right? As for me, I just want to contract a clothing factory peacefully and make money, and it won't bother you, Mr. Zhu."

There is no need for you to get promoted step by step. You have to fight against me!

So I think, let’s just do this, let’s not tear each other down and make both of us uncomfortable. You’re so arrogant, even if you let me go, I won’t cause you any trouble. We’ll be fine, and you’ll be in the company smoothly.

As the top leader, I have also successfully made money. This will make the world peaceful and good for both you and me!"

Li Weidong actually wanted to shake hands with Zhu Shicong and make peace.

Zhu Shicong thought about it carefully and felt that what Li Weidong said made sense. At this juncture, it was indeed not suitable for Zhu Shicong to get into trouble. It was indeed in Zhu Shicong's best interest to spend the year smoothly.

The next moment, Zhu Shicong had a smile on his face: "Hahaha, we are all from the same company. We are originally a family. Whatever is pleasing to the eye or not is at most a matter of work differences. In the final analysis, it is all for the sake of

Company. In this family, harmony is the most important thing. If the family is harmonious, everything will be prosperous!"

Zhu Shicong's statement was tantamount to accepting Li Weidong's proposal to shake hands and make peace.

Li Weidong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "Mr. Zhu, Director Wang Haibin is also very prejudiced against me! I am no longer in the company, and I will not have any problems with Director Wang in the future.

What kind of conflict of interest? What do you think about this?"

"I'll go talk to Wang Haibin over there," Zhu Shicong replied.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, and then Zhu Shicong stood up and left.

"Mr. Zhu, I, Lapsang Souchong, would you like to bring some for you?" Li Weidong said, but he opened the door for Zhu Shicong himself, as if he was chasing people away, and he did not really want to give tea to Zhu Shicong at all.

Cong.

Zhu Shicong also saw that Li Weidong was just talking politely, so he waved his hand: "This Lapsang Souchong is a good tea, but I usually prefer it with Pu'er, which is stronger."

"What about Yunnan Pu'er? That's okay. Next time I go to the Canton Fair, I will bring you two plates." Li Weidong said.

"Yunnan Pu'er is also very good, but I heard that Tibetan Pu'er is also very good. If you go to the Canton Fair next time, bring some back for me and I will give you money." Zhu Shicong also said a few polite words casually, and then

Walked out of the house.

"Tibetan Pu'er?" Li Weidong was slightly stunned and asked with a malicious look on his face: "Are they the round tea cakes that every Tibetan household puts to dry outside the house?"

"Probably!" Zhu Shicong responded casually: "Okay, Director Li, you don't have to send it off, I'm leaving."

"Okay, I won't send it off, Mr. Zhu, go slowly!" Li Weidong said, waved his hand, watched Zhu Shicong go downstairs, and at the same time pretended to mutter to himself: "Those round balls drying outside the Tibetan house

Round pancakes, aren’t they cow dung…”

After hearing this, Zhu Shicong staggered and almost lost his balance. Fortunately, he held on to the handrail of the stairs in time to prevent him from falling.

At this time, Zhu Shicong thought of the round tea cake in his office, and suddenly felt like vomiting.
Chapter completed!