Chapter 342 Fiseld, the person in charge of all areas of China
Looking at Veronica who was leaning on the dark red sofa on the screen, deliberately holding up her thighs, seemingly unintentionally posing a sexy pose for Fangran to see, she smiled and said,
'I will tell Abel that you can contact him if you have any questions. Of course, if you change your mind, he will immediately arrange a flight ticket to North America for you.'
Then the communication ended and the screen dimmed.
Fangran sighed slightly helplessly, shook his head and laughed, and the look of his conversation with Veronica just now disappeared from him.
He stretched lazily, leaned back comfortably on the big office chair, and yawned. The afternoon sunshine happened to be the time when cats like to take a nap.
Dang Dang Dang.
Then there was a very disturbing knock on the door.
Fangran stared at the office door speechlessly, thinking that there was a long line of insomniacs waiting outside to prick his heart, he wanted to run away.
Pooh!
If it weren't for the fear of affecting the reputation of Sister Su's hospital, Baobao wouldn't care about you!
"Please come in."
In the end, Fangran still thought this way, then rolled his eyes and said half-deadly.
The office door was pushed open, and Abel, who was wearing a low-key and restrained suit, walked in. He looked at this handsome foreign guy who could control the dark brown instant noodles and still looked handsome in a speechless manner. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he said:
"Um, what about that? Do you have anything else to do?"
Abel gently touched his chest, bowed slightly to show respect, and then spoke appropriately:
"Hello, dear Mr. Fang, please forgive me for being rude just now. My name is Abel Rockefeller, Fiseld's general manager of the medical field in Asia. It's an honor to meet you."
Dear Mr. Fang...
puff...
I always feel that I have heard some strange names from foreigners during this summer vacation...
It's an honor to meet me...
Pfft, anyway, if you think so, I feel quite honored for you, hahaha (awkward laugh)
"The gentleman has already told me that if you have any needs, you can tell me and I will help you take care of everything."
After putting away the shock of receiving the final instruction outside the door, Abel closed his eyes and spoke solemnly with a sense of honor and mission:
"From now on, Fiseld's power in China will be used by you."
Fang Ran was stunned, then slowly opened his mouth, looking at the elegant foreign man in front of him, and listened in shock to his words that seemed to be no joke.
A ridiculous, speechless, dumbfounding feeling emerged from my heart.
He smiled bitterly and realized what Veronica's mysterious smile meant when she said, "I'll tell Abel."
Looking at the dark brown noodle-headed foreign guy in front of him, he seemed to be keeping this posture as long as he didn't answer.
Fang felt as if he had suddenly become rich. However, he didn’t know what expression to use when speaking:
"Oh, that's right, um, I understand."
Fangran, who looked a little expressionless because he was too shocked, looked even more mysterious and shocking in Abel's eyes.
No one knows how shocked he was when he received this order just now!
How amazing is Fiseld's energy, and how amazing are the countless industries, shares, and power called 'wealth' entrenched in a big country?
All the industries within a country, the power represented by those huge financial chains, and the control of countless things involved, are now suddenly handed over to one person?
And this person accepted it lightly?
'You obviously have that kind of power, but surprisingly you don't have the desire to match it. Have you not experienced the beauty of having those? In that case, Abel, from now on, hand over to him all our properties in China.
Control'
Thinking about the last message the gentleman sent to me.
For a moment, Abel felt that the young man in front of him who casually agreed was unfathomable.
As everyone knows...
This is actually just because Fangran didn't understand how many properties Fiseld had in China.
Other than the feeling that it should be a big, powerful company with a lot of money, I don’t have any idea.
At this moment, Fangran also noticed the 'sir' in Abel's mouth, and murmured in his heart:
Hmm? Are you referring to the majestic movie king butler with a white beard?
"By the way, um...well, what did your superiors tell you? You don't have any objections to this?"
Fangran asked with a twitching corner of his mouth, complaining in his heart.
Hey, you look like you are a high-level person, right? You are watching your rights being taken away, and you have an extra person on top of your head... Ahem, doesn't it matter if you are the one giving orders!?
"about this...."
Abel suddenly looked a little strange, then he glanced at Fangran and said seriously:
"You are the lover of that gentleman's granddaughter. I don't think there is anything wrong with that."
Fang Ran: "..."
I suddenly felt a little deaf just now. Do you dare to say this again?
God damn lover!!
Don't spread scandals casually to tarnish my reputation in the past 20 years, although it has not won much glory for it, but at least it has not been tarnished!
(???Pan??)??3??
Abel, who didn't know that his words about lover made Fangran roar in his heart, glanced at him and didn't say a word.
That's what the person holding the Crimson Queen symbolizes...
The next heir to the O'Brien family.
"In short, from today on, you are the general person in charge of Fiseld's entire industry in China. Do you have any instructions now?"
Abel said with a decent smile, instantly giving Fangran a sense of familiarity with Sebastian.
Just at this moment...
Fangran's face was covered with black lines.
He obviously studied hard in the morning, skipped work in the afternoon to catch fish, and even the top management of the hospital hadn't finished his work today...
It was the person in charge of Fiseld Huaxia who suddenly turned his face.
puff!
She must have heard her complain on purpose!
Fangran gritted his teeth and thought about the Veronica on the screen who always had an adult smile and deliberately flirted with her in sexy poses from time to time, and finally sighed helplessly.
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Are you really not afraid of problems when you leave such a huge decision to me?
Hearing Abel's words, Fangran tightened his grip on the Crimson Queen and spoke with twitching brows:
"Any explanation..."
"Yes, although I dare not say absolutely, I can handle most situations for you."
Abel's confident smile, sitting in his current position in Fiseld at such a young age, is enough to illustrate his ability.
"First of all, don't tell anything about me."
Fangran held his forehead and sighed, thinking that if this matter was exposed, let alone how he would explain it to everyone in the night game...
Ling's level cannot be passed by oneself.
Fangran can completely imagine that with Ling's keenness, as long as he finds a 'thread', what about his second personality, infinite magic power, and about the heart...
I couldn't even cover it up.
So for the sake of my own life, I still kill people here... Bang!
Ahem, sorry, I watched too many costume dramas in the past.
Hearing Fangran's 'low-key' request, Abel gently touched his chest and nodded slightly.
"Ok, I see."
"Secondly, you first tell me how many companies, industries, etc. Fiseld has in China."
Fang Ranchao looked at Abel reluctantly and asked with a twitching corner of his mouth.
"I have prepared this when I received the order. Please take a look."
Fangran was speechless as he watched Abel take out the electronic information he had prepared long ago.
You were so fucking ready...
Did you guess that I would definitely ask, or is this the power of Renshangren...?
Then he looked at the entire company name on the tablet in his hand. The more he looked at Fangran, the more he felt his brows beating crazily!
His expression changed more and more as he looked down, his voice slurred with shock, and his eyes looked at Abel with unbelievable shock and asked:
"Wait... wait! These... are all!?"
Seeing Fangran pointing at the screen and asking in disbelief, Abel smiled slightly and nodded to confirm:
"That's right, but because I was in a hurry, I only collected companies that were founded under Fiseld's name or held more than 50% of the shares. I will make up for the rest of the small business projects later."
Fang Ran: "..."
Wait, I suddenly feel that the situation is a bit beyond imagination.
I just saw the names of more than one well-known large company that I often see on TV. Isn’t it really my illusion!?
Fangran felt that he had to swallow hard, and his face looked unbelievable at the thought of...
So, these...are all under my control!?
Am I their boss?
Fangran felt for the first time that reality was so unreal.
He suddenly smiled bitterly, returned the palm tablet to Abel, then waved his hand, rubbed his temples and asked what he was thinking in a dumbfounded voice:
"So, these are all under my control!?"
"Well, from the moment the gentleman made his decision, although the order has not yet been fully conveyed, you are already the top decision-maker of these enterprises."
Abel said with a gentle smile, perfectly performing the task of giving Fangran the answer.
"Excuse me, do you have any instructions now, or do you need me to contact all managers to come to the capital to see you?"
Abel asked tentatively, and then only saw Fangran rolling his eyes speechlessly.
Damn it, I can’t continue to be a high-level executive in Sister Su’s hospital. You ask me to take care of so many giant companies. Do you want me to die!?
"Let them carry on as usual, work diligently, not skip work, and not fish."
"Uh...ok."
Not expecting Fangran's answer, Abel looked embarrassed for a moment, and then watched Fangran place his hands on the desk for some reason, covering his face.
"Do you...have anything else to do?"
"have."
This time, Fangran, who had turned twenty thousand times, lifted up from his palm with a face filled with vicissitudes of life. Abel smiled, and suddenly got the opportunity to assist the next heir of the O'Brien family. Naturally, he didn't want to
He would let it go, and said with a slight smile:
"Then what is that? Abel Rockefeller is willing to help you deal with all your problems?"
Looking at Fangran's tired, sad and sleepy face, Abel felt a slight shudder in his heart. At the same time, he felt confident. As a high-level pillar of no more than thirty people in Fiseld's financial empire, he had the confidence to solve the problem that Fangran handed over to him.
All his problems.
Then, he saw Fangran roll his eyes, lean back speechlessly, and point in the direction of the door.
"Then tell those people outside that I suddenly received news that the Burning Legion has invaded again. I am too busy saving the world to treat them, or you can find any other reason. In short, it will not affect the reputation of the hospital.
