"Secretary Park, is the president not here?"

"He is attending a Casino Association meeting and should be back soon."

"Oh... This is the property pre-sale report. Be sure to let the president take a look as soon as possible after he comes back."

"OK."

"Secretary Park, this is a property tax-related document, which President Tang wants."

"OK, thanks."

"Secretary Park, this is the receipt reimbursement document for our sales department last week. Please submit it to President Tang."

"Okay." Park Chulong collected a bunch of materials, put them in categories, and then carefully reviewed the reimbursement documents, carefully signed his dog crawling handwriting for Tang Jinyan, and then stamped his private seal.

This is the task Tang Jinyan gave her: approvals of several yuan or less, or reports that the board of directors have passed, need to be signed by the president, and she can just imitate his handwriting and sign and stamp it...

Although she didn't give much authority, it was just because she was not familiar with the company's affairs. Even giving her private seals was definitely the highest level of trust. Park Chu-long knew that if she wanted to betray him, this private seal alone would do something that would make his losses unimaginable.

She felt very warm in her heart. She felt very trusted.

Of course, Park Chu-rong would never consider betrayal. It was fun to help him handle official duties. Even with such a little bit of authority, she felt that she was very tired. I really don’t know how he could do everything he did. It would be even more tragic if he returned to Seoul. For a few days, the accumulated work on Jeju Island would make people cry.

It can be seen that the presidents who are hand-off managers in Korean dramas all need art...

"This is a good sign, and it's more and more like mine."

Park Chulong looked up and saw Tang Jinyan standing beside him with a smile to admire her signature. She said angrily: "You are practicing writing a little too. It is difficult to imitate such ugly handwriting..."

Tang Jinyan smiled slightly: "There is no intention to practice Korean calligraphy. These nonsense symbols in Korean have no value in practice at all, and they are wasted time."

Park Chu-long knew that he didn't like many things in Korea and was too lazy to argue with him: "So you have practiced Chinese calligraphy?"

"I only practiced the name, but unfortunately I can use it less often." Tang Jinyan took the pen and wrote the name in a phoenix. Park Chulong blinked his eyes and was quite surprised. She didn't understand calligraphy, and she was not even familiar with these three Chinese characters. But the word looked very clearly and gave people a domineering and arrogant feeling, just like the dragon with hideous teeth and claws on his body, which was really two extremes with the impression he gave on the surface.

It is also two extremes with the meaning of this name itself. Being cautious in words and actions is really ironic...

While admiring the name, she handed over the pre-sale report of the property: "The sales department will let you take a look when you come back."

"Um..." Tang Jinyan sat back on the boss's chair and read the report carefully. After reading for a while, he suddenly laughed out loud.

Park Chulongqi said: "What's wrong?"

Tang Jinyan left the report, thought for a while, and asked, "Chulong, do you know how many years it will take to recover the investment if you rely solely on travel tickets and crew filming rent?"

Park Chulong is not completely a layman in the company's affairs. She knows that Datang Company's total investment has been more than 2 billion US dollars one after another, and she owes countless bank loans. The company's daily expenses are also very large, but they cannot be able to recover the capital in the short term. The company's value is very high, but it does not mean that there is cash. Even if it is rich, it is strictly a bank... She hesitated for a while: "It will take more than ten years."

Tang Jinyan nodded and said, "It will take twenty years. If you add the accommodation, catering, shopping, casinos and other aspects brought by tourism, the time can be reduced by half, which may be seven or eight years. This requires a very smooth situation."

Park Chulong nodded: "It's already amazing. It will take about one or two thousand years to be an artist?"

Tang Jinyan smiled and pointed to the report on the table: "But now it tells me that as long as I can sell the house in the next one or two years, and with other income, it will basically be flat."

Park Chu-long was stunned.

"It's really a robbery." Tang Jinyan crossed his palm and fell into deep thought.

Park Cho-long didn't dare to disturb him, so he walked to the coffee table to make tea for him.

"It's still too early..." Tang Jinyan murmured to himself: "Next year... I hope it will be too late."

Park Chu-long served the tea and said softly: "Drink some tea first."

Tang Jinyan unconsciously picked up the hot tea and took a sip, which made her choke out. Park Chulong couldn't stop him, and she was both angry and funny: "Is there anyone who drinks hot tea like this?"

"Hiss..." Tang Jinyan took a cold breath and smiled again: "You have to drink tea one sip at a time, and you have to walk step by step. It's useless to think too far."

Park Cho-long said: "Yes, the film and television you invested in are still waiting for the results, so let's consider what's going on next year."

"If a person has no future, he will have immediate worries." Tang Jinyan hugged her on his legs and stretched out his tongue: "Hot, help me blow it."

"It's really like a pug." Park Chulong complained, then leaned down with a red face, gently holding his burnt tongue. The girl's coolness made Tang Jinyan's pain disappear instantly, and he didn't know where he was.

"Knock, knock", the knock on the door sounded.

Park Chulong stood up with a red face, tidied up his clothes that were tossed by his stingy hands, and went to open the door.

When the door opened, Park Chulong was stunned for a moment. Zheng’s father at the door was also stunned for a moment.

The two of them looked at me and I looked at you for a while, and saluted at the same time:

"Hello uncle."

"Hello Secretary Park."

After two words of title, both of them pursed their lips.

Zheng's father sighed and swept his eyes inside: "President Tang is here?"

Park Cho-long hurriedly let go: "I'm here, uncle, please come in."

Zheng's father nodded, took a file bag and walked in: "Look at the renovation design plan of the hotel in Qingliang."

Tang Jinyan took it, did not look directly, but just put it aside: "Old Zheng sit down? Have some tea."

Zheng's father was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Tang Jinyan did not try to keep him, and watched Zheng’s father leave. Park Chulong closed the door and lowered his head to walk back to him: “Ai Yigu… so embarrassing.”

"It's a bit." Tang Jinyan smiled: "So he was so embarrassed that he left without even saying his intention."

Park Chulong scratched his head and said, "Uncle has other intentions?"

"Well. He is here to resign." Tang Jinyan said lightly: "No matter who is from his perspective, he will not want to continue working, let alone supervising the project in Qingliang."

Park Cho-long asked carefully: "Then do you let him go?"

"Let's go." Tang Jinyan said calmly: "The origin of me and him is already gone after this design is released. I pushed down that place and he made a transformation. There is no better ending than this."

Park Chulong opened his eyes widened in surprise. When he thought about it carefully, he was such a fate...

After this, if Tang Jinyan had any involvement with Zheng Endi, would he no longer have anything to do with that matter? Is that what it means?

Tang Jinyan took out the design draft from the file bag, looked at it carefully, and said solemnly: "If you have to walk step by step... the start of the cool work is my next step."

Park Chu-long heard the meaning of his seriousness and asked, "Will the income be greater than the Datang Casino on Jeju Island?"

"The profit may not be necessary, after all, foreign tourists are less than Jeju Island." Tang Jinyan said: "But this is a banner."

"What flag?"
Chapter completed!