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    Living together with the CEO

    Chapter 014: Lunch

    Story: Living together with the CEO Author:Velvet Verity Novels words:6196 Update time:2023-07-18 11:49:30

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    The business card read three words: Feng Chaoying.

    The prefix consists of four words: Zhongtian Fund.

    Cheng Qingzhou gaped in amazement, and belatedly said a word of thanks to the front desk girl before putting the business card into his pocket and turning around to leave.

    Why did Feng Chaoying give him a business card?

    After he went upstairs, I handed it over to the front desk.

    Cheng Qingzhou didn't understand the purpose of Feng Chaoying's actions. Could it be that she wanted him to go to Zhongtian Fund to find him?

    These thoughts made his head feel chaotic. Golden sunlight poured down, warmly enveloping his entire body. However, it was still cold; the sunlight seemed to lack any warmth, merely serving as decoration. Cheng Qingzhou shivered and continued walking forward. Where should he go today to look for work?

    He had already made up his mind. If he couldn't find a good job in the morning, he would go to the restaurant in the afternoon and ask if they needed someone to wash dishes.

    In the hustle and bustle, the entire morning quickly slipped away as I went to over a dozen stores asking if they were hiring, only to be rejected at every turn.

    Cheng Qingzhou pushed open a 24-hour convenience store and brewed a cup of instant noodles. Sitting in front of the window, he looked outside with a melancholic expression and thought to himself, "It seems like I really have to go wash dishes now."

    After running all morning, my legs have gone numb.

    He finished eating the instant noodles but still felt hungry, so he bought a bread to eat. He chose the biggest and cheapest kind of bread, the kind that looked like it was baked purely to fill a stomach. The cashier at the convenience store seemed surprised by his appetite - after all, Cheng Qingzhou didn't seem like someone who ate a lot. He was slim, fair-skinned, and handsome. Aren't boys like him supposed to have small appetites? Amidst the cashier's surprised gaze, Cheng Qingzhou stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth, threw the plastic packaging into the trash can, pushed the door open, and continued looking for a job.

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    Zhongtian Fund.

    After three hours of continuous video conference, the well-dressed elites filed out one by one. Finally, Feng Zhaoying walked out, his stern face showing no signs of fatigue. His secretary, Zeng Mi, followed closely behind and said, "President Feng, you have a lunch appointment with Mr. Chen from Baihe, and it's ten minutes until the agreed time."

    Feng Chaoying hmmed, and handed the documents in her hand to Zeng Mi. "I'll go down directly, you help me put them in the office."

    Xie Mi received the phone call and reminded, "General, there are two video conferences scheduled for this afternoon."

    This is urging Feng Zhaoying not to drink too much alcohol at noon.

    Feng Chaoying took the elevator down and arrived at the underground parking lot, where the driver had already started the car, preparing to set off.

    When they arrived at the dining place, the waiter led Feng Chaoying to a lavishly decorated private room. On the walls were various patterns depicting the heavenly palaces, the golden crow over Mount Fuji, and the great Milky Way flowing vigorously.

    Boss Chen from Baihe stood up and greeted another unfamiliar person.

    "Feng Zong, let me introduce you. This is Zhou Hu, from Zhengwu," General Chen from Baihe introduced.

    Zhengwu and Zhongtian are both engaged in the fund industry and are competitors.

    Feng Chaoying furrowed her brows slightly and looked at Manager Chen in confusion.

    Why would two people call the person working at noon to have a meal together?

    Zhou Hu reached out his hand, with a humble and friendly attitude, and a smile on his face. He said, "Hello, Mr. Feng."

    Feng Chaoying kept her hands to herself and continued to gaze at Director Chen.

    He needed an explanation.

    Mr. Chen smiled faintly and said, "Manager Feng, Zhou Hu has been working at Zhengwu for many years, always wanting to become a partner. However, as you know, the environment at Zhengwu is notorious for its rampant nepotism, even worse than the bureaucratic system. That's why Zhou Hu approached me, hoping that I could introduce him."

    Feng Chaoying glanced at Zhou Hu silently and then reached out his hand to shake Zhou Hu's hand.

    During the entire meal, Zhou Hu kept a very low profile. His age was at least ten years older than Feng Chaoying, but in the field of finance, qualifications were to some extent less important than abilities. The crucial factor was being able to make money and make more money than others. Feng Chaoying and Manager Chen chatted over the meal, exchanging some information, while Zhou Hu stood by, serving dishes and pouring tea. After the meal, Zhou Hu escorted Feng Chaoying to the car, attentively opening the car door and watching him leave.

    Throughout the entire journey, Quan Chengfeng had not uttered a single word to him.

    After Deng Zhaoying left, the smile on Zhou Hu's face faded away. He raised his hand and rubbed his nearly stiffened cheek from excessive laughter, then turned around and headed back to the private room.

    Mr. Chen is still sitting inside.

    "Mr. Chen, do you think Feng Chaoying will believe it?" Zhou Hu sat down and asked.

    Chen Zong: "Surely you don't believe it now, but as time goes by, one can truly see a person's character. Stick by him carefully, as I have received information that it is highly likely that he will take on the position of the CEO of C.T. Fund Asia in the future. If that's the case, sticking by him is definitely better than staying at noon."

    Zhou Hu nodded, "This place is really chaotic at noon. I've been thinking that if we could leave early, it would be better to avoid any trouble and keep ourselves out of trouble."