When Cao Jinhong walked into the financial room, he was also shocked by everything in front of him. Seeing all the company's senior executives surrounded by his son, his constipation expression and the throbbing of all emotions that blended the joys and sorrows of the world, no one saw his arrival at all.

This is a kind of momentum that a king needs, and this is the collective spirit that the superiors need. Looking at the scene here, Cao Jinhong felt that nothing else was unnecessary.

My son has done well enough.

"Uncle Cao, Aunt Cao, are you here too?" Zhang Fei turned around and was about to wipe away the unbearable tears when he saw the two old men of the Cao family standing at the door of the financial room.

This voice interrupted everyone's nervous thoughts. In this war, Leng Feng was not the only one who competed. Everyone here, or all the employees of Fengzheng Group, were integrated into this momentum of fighting against the enemy.

Cao Zhehua turned around and smiled embarrassedly. Unexpectedly, he was also attracted by the war in the stock market. He lost his habitual calmness and shock, and did not even notice that his parents came in.

"Dad, mom, why did you come here? Is there anything wrong?" In fact, he was not worried about this matter. If even the golden fingers could not help in this world, then Fengzheng Group could not escape this disaster, it was God's will.

Cao Jinhong walked in, without a trace of worry on his face, or it made people feel a little happy.

"You boy, you don't have any breath when something happened to the company. If Lao Zhang hadn't called me today to ask if I had enough money, would I be really kept in the dark by you?"

"Chairman, please don't be angry. The president handled this matter very well. We all believe him. He didn't tell you that he didn't want you to be too busy." A director, also a senior manager of Fengzheng Group, stood up first and expressed his support.

"Yes, I also believe that no matter what the result is, the president gave us a shock in this battle. Even if I really want to cut my salary by half, I will stick to Fengzheng Group and will not leave." A middle-aged management minister also spoke, and he was deeply infected with the new president's calm and fearless spirit.

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Many people want to speak, and in their hearts, they want the old chairman to know that the president did nothing wrong, but a messy voice came from the door.

"President, I'm sorry, some employees said they had to see you." A security guard leaned in from the door and reported anxiously to Xiao Qiufeng. He also knew that the company was facing a crisis. The president was busy at this moment, so he had no time to meet employees and care about their trivial matters.

Cao Zhehua frowned, very puzzled, but he still replied: "Let them come in!"

With the chaotic footsteps, more than a dozen employees came in. Looking at the first middle-aged man who seemed to be pushed in, Cao Zhehua was even more surprised. This was not Uncle Xiang, why did he come here to do now?

A faint bitter smile appeared on his face, and Uncle Xiang was also helpless. Wasn't he forced in by others?

"Axiang, what happened?" Cao Jinhong's face disappeared. Seeing so many employees breaking in anxiously, he of course thought that the company had made some trouble.

"Ah, the chairman is here too. This is just right, President, I know you are very busy now and don't dare to disturb you, but so many employees have strongly requested that I can only drive the ducks to put them on the shelves and represent them."

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"President, everyone in the company knows that the company is in trouble now. The Finance Department said that the funds are seriously ineffective, so we unanimously decided to give up the salary in the past two months in order to help the company get through the difficulties."

This was said by Xiaole next to Uncle Xiang, but it shocked everyone here. There were too many things to fight for the small salary, but I have never seen anyone who was willing to sacrifice his own salary for the benefit of the company.

Uncle Xiang nodded and said, "Chairman, we also know that this little money may not be of great effect, but this is also the wish of our employees. Feng Zheng is our home. Please accept our request."

Cao Jinhong was deeply moved, but Tang Huili behind her had wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. They didn't expect that they could meet such a lovely employee in their lives.

Two lines of clear tears had already slipped on Zhang Fei's face, but that was also a manifestation of joy and excitement. She was very satisfied at the moment. She was proud to be able to work in such a company and become one of them.

"Manager Xiang, the directors of your heart have already known that you are the most hardworking people in the company. You must not be owed the salary. You should trust the president. Feng Zheng can survive any difficulties safely."

"President, we really want to help the company. Please ask you to do it. Uncle Xiang did not expect Vice President Zhang Fei to refuse and expressed his wish again.

"Okay, Uncle Xiang, I know your feelings. Thank you. Feng Zheng is also proud of having employees like you. Rest assured. The victory or defeat is not yet finalized. We may not lose in this battle today. Let everyone tell you to wait for the celebration bar prepared by the company for them. Your hard work is the best reward to the company. Do you understand?"

Uncle Xiang, who was interrupted, had to say something again. Xiaole around him had already taken the lead: "President, don't worry, we will definitely work hard, and I believe that the president will definitely win this battle. Let's go, brothers, wait for the celebration wine----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The employees left convincedly, Cao Jinhong walked to Cao Zhehua, patted his shoulder with deep comfort, and said, "Xiao Cao, you are really an adult now. Dad is very pleased, Dad believes in you, and I will leave all this to you, Dad is waiting for the celebration wine."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and Tang Huili rushed up eagerly, grabbed her son's hand and said, "Xiao Cao, don't be afraid, mom supports it. If you don't have enough money, when you go home at night, mom will give you all the private money. This is scrambled from your father. Don't let him see it, do you know?"

After catching up with the old man, they all left the financial room.

Moved, not just moved, Cao Zhehua's heart was filled with warmth.

"Uncle, my aunt is so nice to you." Zhang Fei murmured enviously.

"I regret it. If you don't terminate the engagement, you can call them parents." Cao Zhehua smiled narrowly and felt cheerful. With so many people who supported him, he really had nothing to be afraid of.

Leng Feng can be said to be the most nervous person in the company at this moment. Even in the episode just now, he did not look back. With all his energy and full eyes, he only stared at the curve chart and the stock readings.

"President, maybe I really should jump off the building."

Seeing the last 5 billion flowing into the huge stock market, it only took a little slow down for half an hour. Leng Feng's unyielding eyes had a little more heavy anxiety and helplessness. He had really tried his best.

Xiao Qiufeng nodded and said, "It doesn't matter. This account still has 20 billion yuan of funds. If you invest it, keep the price not falling to 35%, we will win."

At this moment, I believe that the opponent's funds have been invested almost all. The reason why Xiao Qiufeng took out the last 20 billion was because of the old man's explanation. Of course, he also took this opportunity to train the future general manager of the financial room, but he really did not disappoint him.

The more opponents cast, the more they will lose. This is the last thing the old man said.

One thousand five hundred billion, I believe this is a huge fortune.

"Don't you think about it?" Leng Feng didn't expect that the president was so decisive, but it was 20 billion, not 200 yuan.

Cao Zhehua shook his head and said, "I believe in myself and you, and do it boldly!"

In the distant foreign manor, five computers were placed in front of the old man, and five men and women sat upright on the leather chair, staring at the mysterious Fengzheng stock curve chart.

A young oriental beauty with black hair sat at the end and turned around and asked, "Master, can you close the Internet?"

"More than 200 billion, these are indeed rich people, master, don't we get some flowers?" Another young Western man among the five also turned around and asked in confusion.

"Shut up and do what you should do." The old man glared at the boy who thought he was so handsome, and said to his only female disciple Xiaoxue, "Xiaoxue, OK, close the net and let the three major funds disappear."

When the five disciples heard it, their sensitive and slender fingers began to move on the keyboard like flying. If they were ordinary people, their eyes would be illusory, but in the old man's eyes, every move of the five disciples was put into their minds, not bad.

Looking at Xiaoxue, the old man nodded gently, and he was very satisfied with this disciple.
Chapter completed!