Tianhai, Hongxin Group.

The press conference was crowded with people, and Xia Ningtai, who was in charge of the public relations department, was no longer just an acquaintance of the domestic media, but also had an extraordinary international reputation.

When he came out to preside over the press conference himself, what he wanted to announce on behalf of Hongxin Group was never simple.

The recent world news that is slightly less influential than the victory of the new US President Jack Franklin is the change of chairman of Hongxin Group.

As a business giant at the world economic level, Dong Fucai officially stepped down as chairman of Hongxin Group. All industry insiders who are concerned about the economy around the world pay attention to it. This is an earth-shaking event for the economic field.

In the past twenty years, under the leadership of Dong Fucai, although Hongxin Group has no more sensational investments than in the past, it has been able to make Hongxin Group ranked among the top 15 in the world in this period without falling, which is itself a great achievement. Hongxin Group's influence and influence among non-state-owned enterprises have long jumped to the top of the world.

People can't help but ask why Dong Fu chose to retire at the age of fifty, and he didn't even accept honorary positions. It seems that he would enter a retirement life after resigning. At the age of fifty, for a man with such a huge career, it is just a middle of the golden age.

Conspiracy theorists will naturally speculate that this is the result of open and secret struggles within Hongxin Group, but at the press conference when Dong Fucai officially announced his resignation, he shook hands with the next group chairman Tang Xiao with a smile. The scene of the two shaking hands caused the flashing lights to flash continuously. No matter how you look at it, it was like a smooth excess, and there was no conflict of ups and downs.

In his final speech, Dong Fucai, who was gentle and elegant, did not give an inspiring speech, but only encouraged all the employees of the group. Then he waved his hand lightly and left the stage. He entered the corridor calmly, and his figure disappeared in front of everyone's sight.

There was a long-lasting applause in the venue, and it was also led by Tang Xiao, who officially took over as chairman. He looked at the entrance of the corridor where Dong Fu had disappeared with respect. The majestic and elegant back was deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone who knew him many years ago.

The whole group sincerely admires and respects the chairman of the group who has been in power for nearly 20 years.

Tang Xiao, who is already middle-aged, has to deal with the press conference next. Dong Fu walked back to his office by himself. No one will ask about when he will free up the office. Even if he always keeps an office here, it will be something that everyone likes.

Dong Fucai walked to the office alone, pushed the guest's couch to the floor-to-ceiling window, took out a bottle of red wine that had been treasured for many years from the constant temperature cabinet, poured a glass, and sat on the sofa holding the red wine. He drank it from time to time, and looked at the scene outside the window and seemed particularly calm, but his eyes were filled with regret and regret.

The office door was suddenly pushed open and someone walked in, so Dong Fu did not look back. He only thought it was his wife Feng Yuerui, his children, or those friends who fought side by side with him.

But the visitor walked straight to the sofa and sat down beside Dong Fucai. From the corner of his eyes, Dong Fucai saw the man wearing a slim and simple white suit. Through the vague picture reflected near the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, he vaguely saw a face that appeared several times in his dream, an ordinary man's face.

The man took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit, stuffed a piece of cigarette on his mouth, lit the cigarette with an old, painted lighter that turned gray. After taking a sip, he took the cigarette from his mouth, stretched it to his right, and handed it to Dong Fucai.

Dong Fucai's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a torrent, as if it was stuck in his throat. He reached out to take the lit cigarette, then put it to his mouth and took a sip.

Cough cough cough!

"Did you quit?"

"Well, Yuerui is talking in her ears. I want to live longer."

“Haven’t lived enough yet?”

“It’s enough now.”

"Can I guess it a little narcissistic? Because, I finally showed up."

"Haha, yes, you can take it out and show it off."

"Don't worry, I will."

This young man in white is better than snow, naturally, Tang Xin.

He lit a cigarette for himself again. As soon as he took a sip, Dong Fu handed over his wine glass. Tang Xin took a sip, tasted it for a while and raised his eyebrows, "This is my wine."

"Of course, there is nothing else in your office to covet besides alcohol."

Tang Xin smiled softly, raised his hand and pointed to the view outside the window, and said, "Looking outside, you should feel more satisfied than me."

Today, around the headquarters of Hongxin Group, it has become a modern commercial area. Skyscrapers covering the sky, green, clean, orderly and hierarchically form a new commercial heart in Asia.

"Fifteen years ago, I was thinking, if you come back and appear in front of me, I will hand over everything to you, and then, leave Hongxin Group. Ten years ago, I thought, when you come back, I will make you regret that you have left. Five years ago, I thought that as long as you come back, we might die in laughter, because, I have achieved my original dream, in my world, there will be no tragedy because of lack of power, now, you are back."

"I have never left. Dong Fucai, for you, the one who hated you who had no power and power in the French restaurant, who had no power and could only watch your beloved leave you. In order to avoid such a tragedy, you worked tirelessly on the road to success and never stopped, but you only fulfilled your own dreams, you forgot your beloved, what did Yeyu's sister say to you before her death? She smiled and said that you would be happy for her. The simplest quantification is that one hundred years belongs to you, and two hundred years is considered fulfilling your promise."

Tang Xin stood up, held the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand, and looked at the spectacular view of the building presented by the concrete pile outside in a daze.

The place where I was back then was vaguely seen in my mind, it was the outskirts of the sky and sea, and it was desolate, with no villages in front or shops in the back. The initial pioneers gathered together to express their opinions, planning to have this and that here. More than twenty years have passed, and not only did they imagined at the beginning, but even more than they wanted.

The endless buildings are like the scales on the back of an iron dragon, standing firm in the east of the world. They not only integrate into the spinal cord of this country, but also make the giant's blood boil!

Dong Fu was slightly lost in his mind. At his age, he had nothing to see through. He deliberately avoided the second half of Tang Xin's words and asked back: "You haven't left? Then where are you?"

"I have my shadow all over the world. In the past fifteen years, more than 90% of the new top 500 companies on the list were mine. Eight years ago, the Middle East was melee. At the final armistice negotiation table, seven of the thirteen representatives were mine. Although they didn't know each other, they didn't know my existence."

Tang Xin talked lightly about what he did in the past.

Dong Fucai looked stunned and asked back, "Then why should I hide it from us?"

"Everyone has its limits, the limits to endure. Dong Fucai, I have recalled the scene of our first official meeting in my mind countless times."

"You knocked me for tens of thousands of dollars?"

"No, that's a coincidence. The formal meeting is in your car. You win over me and put forward generous conditions to cultivate me, so that I can serve you."

"Then what?"

"If I were the original me at that time, I thought. When facing the olive branch of a big man like you, I would have taken it without hesitation, because the pie that fell from the sky had exceeded the limit I could have longed for. But I refused, because at that time I had begun to transform, you are a smart person. We were tacit, and every unexpected move I had fallen into your eyes. I had an advantage that others did not have. Such an advantage turned my limit into infinite, so I rejected you."

Dong Fucai also stood up and smiled self-deprecatingly: "If you accepted it at that time, I don't think we would stand here to see such a scenery today."

Tang Xin shrugged and refused to judge.

"After that being said, are you coming back just to visit your old friends?"

"No, I won't do such a storefront skill, which will give me an old and vulgar mentality. Just like twenty years ago, I came today to invite you and others."

Tang Xin picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His eyes moved from the window to Dong Fucai's face. He looked at his wrinkled but more mature face. The light in his eyes was exactly the same as before.

The elegant and luxurious Feng Yuerui has not seen Dong Fucai come out of the group for a long time. She personally went upstairs to find Dong Fucai, but when she gently pushed open the door, she saw the two men talking in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and she was stunned.

"Sister, why don't you go in?"

Feng Lingxi looked at his sister who was standing at the door with stiff body and even raised her arms to maintain the door-pushing position.

"He, he, he, Don"

Feng Yuerui looked incredible and couldn't even say clearly.

Feng Lingxi leaned his head into the office and laughed: "Are you scared? I was also shocked yesterday."

"Ah? Yesterday? Did you know that Tang Xin was back yesterday?"

Although Feng Yuerui knew that none of them believed that Tang Xin was dead, Tang Xin and Tang Xin's immediate relatives had no news for so many years. She more or less determined that Tang Xin would never appear in front of her.

While talking, four people walked up the corridor, talking and laughing. They were obviously a group of old men, but they were like lively and cheerful young people full of vitality.

Jiang Jun, Chen Xiao, Du Chengxiao, Qiu Qiang, and the four of them walked to the office door. When they saw that the Feng family siblings were not in, Jiang Jun smiled and said, "Sister-in-law is playing voyeur here?"

"Don't look at her not coming to the company for the past twenty years, she has always been worried about Brother Dong, especially worried about his personal secretary. I think about it, yes, that female secretary seems to have not been married yet, right?"

Chen Xiao laughed and the teasing intention was obvious at a glance.

Feng Yuerui's face was as cold as frost, and retorted: "Nothing is the nonsense. That man obviously got married six years ago, but he still went to the capital!"

"Oh, someone doesn't tell you."

As soon as Du Chengxiao finished speaking, Feng Yuerui was furious. At this time, Dong Fucai's majestic voice came from the office.

"Where do you treat this place? Come in and be mentally prepared!"

Jiang Jun and others pushed the door open and looked at the two men in front of them with a smile.

Dong Fucai looked shocked and pointed at Tang Xin and said, "Can't you see him?"

Including Feng Lingxi, except for Feng Yuerui's expression, the five men smiled tacitly and nodded, "See it."

"He is Tang Xin!"

"That's right."

"Aren't you surprised?"

"Not surprised!"

Dong Fu suddenly realized, closed his eyes and breathed a lot, and pointed at Tang Xin and said laughingly: "You bastard, did you come to see me last?"

Tang Xin whistled, turned his head to the five old men for granted, saying, "See? What did I say? Did he express his expression just now?"

Unscrupulous laughter resounded throughout the room.

The old boys seemed to have suddenly become twenty years younger. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!