Zheng Qiudong and Luo Yiren left Hangzhou to drum up business, make money, build their reputation, revisit the past, and deepen their relationship.
Over the past few days, Zheng Qiudong and Luo Yiren had handed over work to Wang Yan and his wife. Calling it a handover was somewhat exaggerated; there really was not much complicated business involved. In fact, Hangzhou's finances were not independent, and as the company's financial director, Wang Yan knew the situation perfectly well.
It was mostly Luo Yiren and Xiong Qingchun chatting and laughing, talking about which employees were like what, along with various future plans. Zheng Qiudong, meanwhile, went over the unfinished ongoing business with Wang Yan, who would take over and continue handling it.
They also made time to hold classes for the employees, sharing their experience and so on. The workflow was all the same—the very same one Zheng Qiudong had learned from him in Nanning and transplanted wholesale to Hangzhou.
Compared with work, there was something even more important. The cars they had ordered from the 4S dealership had arrived, and Xiong Qingchun had been notified to pick them up.
They had bought three cars this time. One Buick GL8 for business reception. One fully equipped Magotan, chosen by Zheng Qiudong. In truth, Zheng Qiudong regretted it. He had previously said that a car costing a little over two hundred thousand would be enough, and for the sake of that tiny bit of pride, he could not bring himself to change his mind. The reason he regretted it was that the third car was a silver-gray Mercedes E-Class, and it looked damn handsome.
Though he kept saying that cars were unimportant and anything that got them from place to place would do, comparison was unavoidable. Besides, they were all being bought