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252. Since it was arranged by Mr. Chen...(2/2)

"In front, the full name of this 'fat man' in the middle is Dong Ishikawa. He is one of the three heroes of Beichen, one of Beichen's founding team, Beichen's current CTO, Jiangcheng's supercomputing laboratory, which was under the construction. This celebration meeting was held for him. If you say he doesn't sit in the C position, who will sit in the C position?"

After the last barrage was posted, the live broadcast room, which had just been criticizing, suddenly became silent.

On the stage, the Futai finally finished speaking. Amidst the applause, the Futai asked Ishikawa Dong next to him:

"Mr. Shi, are you still busy?"

Ishikawa Dong stared at the computer screen attentively, typing the message to Chen Ya in the dialog box, and nodding, "Yes, I can't spare my hands now."

"But the next link is that you need to speak." The Mansion was a little amused and crying.

Otherwise, the young man in front of him would not even give him his own face.

Dong Ishikawa said: "Sorry, leader, I really can't tell you now. Our boss Chen Ya is arranging work for me personally."

After hearing this, the mansion was shocked: "Mr. Chen is back?"

"No, he arranged it for me on WeChat."

The Mansion nodded and said, "I have heard of the reputation of your company's President Chen for a long time. I have always wanted to meet him but it is unavailable. Since he has important work arrangements, then you can be busy and I will take over the venue."

After saying that, he cleared his throat into the microphone and said, "Well, this is the case. Our Mr. Shi now has important work, which was arranged by Mr. Chen, President of Beichen. It needs emergency treatment now and cannot speak for the time being. So I will give him two more paragraphs."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The reporters present were obviously depressed.

Everyone was eager to come and listen to Ishikawa Dong’s news in the industry. Who would like to listen to the smelly and long speech of the Futai?

And I have to listen to another paragraph!

Ishikawa Dong stared at the resume on the computer screen, and Wei Mingzhe smiled honestly in the photo.

Looking at the thick stack of work notes behind, he suddenly understood why Chen Ya was so eager to show him this.

Although this person has a poor academic qualification, his work ability...

It's really a bit strong.

It happened to be what I needed here.

I just don’t know how Chen Ya wants to use this person.

He tentatively sent Chen Ya a WeChat message: "Brother Ya, this person... is very awesome, and it has a wide range of applications and can be used anywhere. What position do you plan to... give him?"

After a while, Chen Ya came back to a WeChat message: "Just follow the normal procedures to give the position."

Ishikawa Tokra's knight, Chen Ya personally recommended someone, which is abnormal in itself.

Perhaps seeing Ishikawa Dong's embarrassment, Chen Ya sent a message: "Actually, he is a relative of me, and he has something to do with me, but you should follow the normal process and never break Beichen's rules and regulations."

When Ishikawa Dong heard this, his confidence suddenly came.

He has outstanding abilities and is still a relative of Chen Ya.

It would be unreasonable if you don’t promote it as a middle-level cadre and take charge of the party independently!

...

...

Wei Mingzhe sat at the stone table in the park, holding a big backpack in his arms, dazed.

This is the last day of December. The weather is very cold, the park is very cold, the stone chairs in the park are even colder, making his butt itchy, but he doesn't know where else to sit besides this place.

After calling Chen Ya, he slapped himself twice with his backhand.

What age is that, how can you still have such a strong desire to express your desire? You have to find someone to chat!

Who can’t chat with me? I have to find Chen Chi’s eldest nephew!

If Chen Ya let it go, or if he told his sister-in-law about this, wouldn’t it be a bad thing?

He didn't know what expression to face Chen Chi.

Living to the age of 35 and sitting in this small park in the capital, he suddenly felt that this world did not belong to him.

My life is gone at a glance, and it is all failure.

Maybe the moment he called Chen Ya, he subconsciously wanted Chen Ya to tell Chen Chi the truth.

Because he really doesn't know how to confess to Chen Chi.

"Chen Chi, let me tell you a good news. I lost my job! But I lost it very manly!"

"Chen Chi, I'll tell you that I won't go back to that company anyway. Those guys won't serve you anymore! Whoever loves to go!"

"What should I do if the money is? Yes, what should I do if the money is?"

"I don't know either."

“…”

Wei Mingzhe simulated the scene of the showdown with Chen Chi over and over again, and finally sighed.

I really can't speak.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

At first glance, the caller ID was the CTO of the previous company.

He suddenly thought.
Chapter completed!
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