Xie Zhuzhou landed half a step behind his elder brother and, while straightening the slight wrinkles in his clothes, realized that every time he failed, it was his elder brother's fault.
Garlic, losing to the eldest son isn't a loss, winning would be dangerous.
"There will be a meeting this morning, so you'll stay by my side. You don't need to do anything for now." Ji Wangchen didn't really intend to make his underling work as an assistant. Judging from his underling's personality, he would quit within half a day and go home.
"Oh."
Xie Zhuzhou had no idea that his older brother knew him so well. After being cooled by the breeze in the parking lot, he finally became more awake. He leaned forward slightly, listening intently to his brother's instructions, but he felt like he had forgotten what his brother had said.
Even now, Xie Zhuzhou skips over anything complicated; he doesn't believe he can truly be controlled by his older brother and father.
He's just trying to make them happy.
Upon entering the CEO's office floor, Xie Zhuzhou snapped out of his slightly languid state, straightened his back, and his gaze and posture resembled Ji Wangchen's, though the two were actually quite different.
Ji Wangchen possessed an innate, sharp aura of a superior; wherever his gaze fell, his subordinates could only bury their heads in their work.
Xie Zhuzhou's eyes possessed an air of lazy nobility, yet also carried a subtle ruthlessness, as if capable of killing without leaving a trace.
After the two appeared together, all the employees who had returned from their early leave knew about it.
Xie Zhuzhou is no longer an unfamiliar face. He is now quite famous in the circles of the wealthy and the entertainment industry, although he has a negative image. However, as long as someone wants to know what he looks like, they can find his photos.
After all, no matter how many are deleted, some will always slip through the net.
After many years of changes, the Ji Group has long since changed its name to: Aurora Future.
The group has multiple shareholders and several senior executives. The internal struggles within the group can be described as a power struggle among nine princes. Various factions have emerged, and the competition is fierce.
Ji Wangchen will intervene, but not indefinitely, since healthy competition that doesn't harm the group's interests is beneficial to the company's development.
But some incompetent old parasites are different. They don't want a powerful person like Ji Wangchen to turn a blind eye. They think it's only a matter of time before they are purged, so they are always secretly waiting for the right opportunity.
Upon hearing that Ji Wuqiu had assigned Xie Zhuzhou to handle company affairs, a group of people began to stir. They thought to themselves that they were experts at appeasing these brainless rich kids; it was nothing more than flattery and fawning, and they had plenty of ways to do it.
Xie Zhuzhou never expected that his seemingly upright elder brother would scheme against his powerful younger brother. At this moment, he appeared fierce, but was actually very nervous. This was his first time in such a respectable place, a holy land for gathering talents, and a large company that graduates from well-known universities at home and abroad would aspire to work for.
Stepping into the eldest brother's spacious office, one might expect to find elegant, understated luxury and minimalist decor. However, the office resembles a library, with various documents neatly arranged in glass cabinets, occupying about a third of the space.
The display cases weren't filled with antiques or globes, but entirely with books—ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, masterpieces of scholarship.
Xie Zhuzhou withdrew his gaze in horror. It was truly terrifying; there were so many books.
He glanced cautiously at the top of his older brother's head again.
call--
Fortunately, it's still quite lush.
What are you looking at?
"Look at your hair, brother."
"Did you see anything?"
"We can strive for another hundred years."
Ji Wangchen: "..." What a cheeky little brother.
"Have some coffee, and don't fall asleep during the meeting." While sleeping in other situations is acceptable, sleeping in a meeting would definitely tarnish Xie Zhuzhou's image. Ji Wangchen was still worried that when Xie Zhuzhou Xie Zhuzhou and started working, the legend of him sleeping on his first day of a meeting would still be circulating.
"I won't drink it, I can control myself," Xie Zhuzhou said confidently.
Ji Wangchen glanced at him, then stopped hesitating. "Alright, let's go."
The CEO twirled the expensive watch on his wrist. His high-end custom-made suit accentuated his perfect physique, and every step he took was stylish.
These strange subtitles seemed to appear in Xie Zhuzhou's mind as he suppressed a laugh and followed.
Special Assistant Xu, as one of the CEO's most capable assistants, is very good at reading people. He thought Young Master Xie had gone home to "take back everything that belongs to him," but... the atmosphere between the two brothers was surprisingly ordinary.
They're somewhat like brothers in an ordinary family.
Xie Zhuzhou has decided to follow his older brother around today. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, everything should go smoothly.
Inside the conference room, the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive. The large long table was filled with senior executives of the group, their expressions varied—some feigning composure, others barely concealing their nervousness. Ji Wangchen in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, as if he could see right through them.
Xie Zhuzhou sat to the left of his elder brother, deliberately keeping a low profile. He appeared nonchalant, but in reality, he was secretly observing everyone's reactions. He noticed that several of the older shareholders were exchanging glances from time to time, seemingly plotting something.
At the start of the meeting, Special Assistant Xu, as the presenter, briefly discussed the recent progress of the group's projects and its financial situation. He then shifted his focus to various matters, including internal personnel adjustments.
Special Assistant Xu finished his report at lightning speed and then stepped down from the stage to stand behind the president.
"Recently, some discordant voices have emerged within the company, and I hope to hear everyone's true thoughts." Ji Wangchen's voice was cold, carrying an undeniable authority.
As soon as the words were spoken, several long-time shareholders immediately began to speak, their words seemingly for the company's benefit, but in reality, they concealed their own selfish motives. As Xie Zhuzhou listened, his eyes suddenly felt heavy and he really wanted to yawn.
Today is the earliest he's woken up since the start of his vacation.
Young people are in the prime of their lives, yet they have to go to work... Xie Zhuzhou feels sorry for himself, but also for the vast majority of young people.
He saw a video online saying that the elderly are the most suitable group for working because they are mature, stable, and can get up early and go to bed late.
Young people who are in poor health should go to youth nursing homes.
Middle-aged people should have children. After all, they like to see others get married and have children so much. They are not that old and can have children on their own.
Children should do all sorts of handicrafts. They are full of energy, quick and nimble, and can support everyone. Who knows, they might even save the world someday.
While Xie Zhuzhou was lost in thought, his elder brother's voice reached his ears.
"I understand everyone's concerns, but the company needs fresh blood and new ideas to develop." Ji Wangchen's words settled, as if the dust had been settled.
At this moment, a voice, seemingly from nowhere, said, "So this influx of new blood also includes Mr. Xie Zhuzhou? Is this group of people just there to make Mr. Xie a mere figurehead?"
In the company, no one calls anyone "young master"; they usually use "sir" instead.
Xie Zhuzhou paused slightly when he heard his name called; he wasn't listening at all.
Ji Wangchen noticed that his younger brother's eyes were slightly red, which he guessed was because he hadn't slept enough. He felt a little sorry for him, but not much.
Ji Wangchen frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the executive who had asked the question. His tone remained calm but carried a hint of warning. "As a member of the family, Xie Zhuzhou naturally has to contribute to the group. Although his abilities and potential are unknown, I believe he can handle any task assigned to him."