China World Trade Center Phase Two, twenty-second floor.
Chen Hao first led the group on a tour of the company, which had already been fully furnished.
The entire design followed a minimalist industrial style. All kinds of steel bars and pipes were exposed on the ceiling, but after being modified, they were orderly and neatly arranged.
Rows of brand-new workstations stretched into the distance. There was no problem accommodating several hundred employees.
The workstations were spacious, with tall partitions. Each one had a fairly well-equipped computer and an ergonomic chair, creating a thoroughly modern office atmosphere.
The lounge area had snacks, drinks, cold beverages, and desserts for employees to enjoy during their breaks.
The fitness area had treadmills, resistance machines, and all kinds of equipment. Everything was name-brand.
Lin Lang walked around once and clicked his tongue in amazement. "You've made this place better than the offices of foreign companies. I almost want to come work here."
Chen Hao was quite satisfied as well. "That's the magic of money."
After touring the company, the four of them went to the nearby Huaxia Grand Hotel for a meal.
The hotel received senior government officials and business guests hundreds of times every year and hosted hundreds of large conferences and other international business events. It was known as the "Second State Guesthouse."
Chen Hao had never been there before, so he brought along the others, who were equally inexperienced, to get acquainted with the place and try something new.
The hotel offered all kinds of cuisines, including European, American, and various Chinese cuisines. Since they hadn't been very comfortable with Western food last time, they chose the Summer Palace Restaurant and decided to try Cantonese cuisine.
They ordered a pile of dishes whose names they had never even heard of.
They waited