0p0 Chapter 493 A Petty Mind! Qiu Yanfei's Scheme?
Chapter 493 A Petty Mind! Qiu Yanfei's Scheme?
evening.
Shenzhen Belling Hotel.
The tennis court was brightly lit.
On the field, Zhao Lichun and his son fought fiercely.
The onlookers on the sidelines kept clapping and cheering.
An Audi slowly drove up to the stadium entrance.
Before his secretary could get out of the car and open the door, Fan Zhenhua got out of the car on his own initiative.
Having worked in Shenzhen for nearly twenty years and recently being transferred back to Shenzhen as its top official, he is naturally very familiar with this hotel.
In the early 1980s, the Liaison Office of the Republic of China in Hong Kong invested in the construction of this hotel to facilitate cadre training and conference reception.
Considering the need to receive important leaders and prominent figures from all walks of life in both places, the construction was overseen by Mr. Fok, a renowned patriotic entrepreneur from Hong Kong.
As expected, Mr. Huo built the hotel into a very high-end and beautiful place, so much so that even after nearly twenty years of operation, it does not look old at all.
Moreover, the tennis court in this hotel is the first tennis court in Shenzhen that meets international standards.
Since Zhao Lichun, the scholar, enjoys playing tennis, this hotel naturally became the best choice.
She walked briskly into the tennis court.
Fan Zhenhua gradually slowed his pace and came to Luo Jiaming's side.
On the court, Zhao Lichun was sweating profusely, focusing intently on his counter-attacks.
The young people who were facing them seemed to have no idea how to please their leaders, and they didn't even have the most basic respect for the elderly and care for the young.
It's not a professional competition, just an amateur sparring match. Is it really necessary to smash so hard and at such a tricky angle?
What if your boss can't catch the ball, or even slips and falls, embarrassing themselves in front of everyone?
Is this kid not from the system and doesn't understand the intricacies of interpersonal relationships within it?
Don't you know that the essence of playing ball with your boss is simply to make them happy?
How can I make my boss happy?
If both sides are evenly matched, then they should give it their all.
If your abilities far surpass those of your superiors, then you should be more discreet.
If the concessions are too obvious, the leaders will feel that the victory was not won fairly.
The best approach is to fight to a standstill, until the two sides are evenly matched, and finally let the leader appear to have the slight advantage.
In this way, the leader can fully demonstrate their abilities and relax completely, and will definitely be very happy.
If the leader is happy, then good things will happen, right?
Back then, in order to please his superiors, Fan Zhenhua, despite not liking table tennis, still practiced diligently and even sought out a professional coach to cram for extra lessons.
Having reached a high level, I would play ping-pong with the leaders. Each game was extremely intense, even close, but in the end, the leaders always emerged victorious.
Once, after a game of ball, the leader, wiping his sweat with great pleasure, said with a smile, "Xiao Fan, you missed my shot just now, but you'll have to take on the important task from here on out."
Fan Zhenhua immediately understood.
Sure enough, he was promoted soon after.
at the moment.
Seeing this arrogant young man showing no mercy in playing tennis against the powerful Zhao Lichun, I was shocked.
Fan Zhenhua couldn't help but sneer.
"Secretary Luo, who is that young man? How could he play ball with Zhao Shuji like that?"
"Look, look, another powerful smash! And the ball is so fast, and the angle is so tricky!"
"Zhao Shuji is over fifty years old, not a twenty or thirty-year-old athlete. How could he possibly handle it?"
As Fan Zhenhua spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly.
I think if this kid plays like this, he'll never improve in his life.
Luo Jiaming glanced at Fan Zhenhua with a slightly surprised look.
"You don't know him?"
Fan Zhenhua shook his head.
"I don't recognize you. Didn't I just get transferred back from Xiguang last month?"
"But no matter who he is, he shouldn't play like that with Zhao Shuji!"
"Zhao Shuji is usually busy with work, so he plays ball in his spare time to exercise so that he can work better."
"That kid is something else, treating Zhao Shuji like a professional athlete, showing absolutely no mercy!"
Luo Jiaming turned around.
His gaze fell upon Zhao Lichun, who was hunched over, holding his racket, panting heavily as he waited to receive the ball.
"But don't you think Zhao Shuji likes it very much?"
"Have it?"
Fan Zhenhua frowned and sneered, "Why do I feel like Zhao Shuji is quite exhausted from the beating?"
"Tennis is a high-intensity physical sport, so it's normal to be out of breath. Even the world's top tennis players are the same during matches, aren't they?"
At this point, Luo Jiaming quickly added:
"By the way, that young man's name is Zhao Ruilong. He is Zhao Shuji's youngest son, and the only son among his three children!"
"..."
Fan Zhenhua's eyes widened instantly, then he gasped.
Immediately afterwards, their gazes turned in astonishment to Zhao Ruilong on the court, who was running around and hitting the ball with all his might.
"So...so he's Zhao Ruilong, the young CEO!"
"Wow, he truly deserves to be called a rare young talent in our Dragon Kingdom!"
"I really didn't expect that Mr. Zhao is not only young, promising, and multi-talented, but also has such high attainments in sports!"
"Wow! That sudden change of direction to save the ball was professional! The reaction speed, the power and angle of the shot were absolutely amazing! Even professional athletes couldn't do that!"
……
Fan Zhenhua began to cheer loudly and clapped repeatedly.
Suddenly, he transformed from a seasoned veteran within the system into a professional fan who purely enjoys the game.
Luo Jiaming's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible sneer.
Suddenly, I realized that I shouldn't have told him so soon that the young man was Zhao Ruilong.
It would be fun to let him continue to misunderstand!
only……
Since Fan Zhenhua had already asked, it was impossible for me not to answer.
After all, Fan Zhenhua, who was promoted to the top position in Shenzhen, had a higher rank than him.
Moreover, Shenzhen is at the forefront of China's opening up to the outside world and is one of the most innovative and dynamic cities in terms of economic development.
Fan Zhenhua, who is not particularly old, will definitely continue to rise in rank as long as he doesn't make any major mistakes.
If I knew but didn't report it, and he was embarrassed, wouldn't I offend him?
Fan Zhenhua, who arrived last, was the loudest shouter on the sidelines.
I know this is a father-son game.
Neither side needs to consider interpersonal relationships or social niceties.
So when Fan Zhenhua clapped and cheered, he was naturally trying to please both sides.
One minute they're praising Zhao Shuji for his excellent performance, the next they're calling him "Little Zhao, you're really great."
His skill in flattery was unparalleled on the field.
As night fell.
Exhausted, Zhao Ruilong failed to save the ball and immediately stopped, shaking his head and waving his hands.
"I'm not playing anymore! I'm too tired!"
"What's wrong? It hasn't even been an hour and a half!"
Zhao Lichun forced a smile and asked.
He was actually exhausted.
Unfortunately, there were too many people watching from the sidelines.
How could I possibly call a halt on my own?
"You drank too much at noon and didn't take a nap. If you're still not done playing, we'll find someone else to play with you!"
"Let's forget it. I see everyone's here. Let's go back to our rooms, wash up, and then it'll be time for dinner."
The two walked to the sidelines.
Luo Jiaming hurriedly grabbed a thermos and a towel and delivered them to Zhao Lichun.
As for Zhao Ruilong...
When he shouted "I'm not fighting anymore," Qiu Yanfei was already prepared.
She quickly approached Zhao Ruilong, and said with great admiration, like a little fangirl:
"I never expected you to be such a good tennis player."
Zhao Ruilong took the towel and wiped his sweat.
"It's not that I'm better at it, it's that we play against each other often. Although my dad has more experience, he's not as physically fit as me, so we're just two noobs pecking at each other, and we're evenly matched."
After saying that, Zhao Ruilong returned the towel and took the mineral water bottle.
Before the bottle cap was even unscrewed, a chubby, smiling man with glasses brought over a coat.
"Mr. Zhao, it's cold, quickly put on your coat!"
"Thank you!"
Zhao Ruilong originally intended to take the coat and wear it himself.
Judging from their clothing and demeanor, you can tell they are of a high rank.
I remember hearing him cheering and encouraging me from the sidelines during a game, completely oblivious to everyone else.
I glanced at him and noticed that he was standing with my father's secretary, Luo Jiaming.
His rank must obviously be at least at the department level; otherwise, he would have been relegated to a lower position.
however……
Zhao Ruilong never expected that the bespectacled man would actually help him put on his coat.
"Thank you. May I ask who you are?"
"My name is Fan Zhenhua, the newly appointed Secretary of the Shenzhen Municipal Government. Welcome to Shenzhen. Please feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything."
Fan Zhenhua smiled, reached out, and shook hands firmly with Zhao Ruilong.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a business card and handed it to Zhao Ruilong with both hands.
Qiu Yanfei, standing to the side, was utterly shocked.
This is the top official in Shenzhen!
Many big companies and their bosses are big shots who are difficult to even meet.
At this moment, however, he handed Zhao Ruilong his business card with a big smile on his face.
Moreover, not only did he hand it over with both hands, but he also made sure to face Zhao Ruilong directly.
This small detail is not just for politeness, but also for convenience.
Because Zhao Ruilong can see the information on the business card when he receives it.
“Great! I’ve invested in quite a few tech companies here, and I come to Shenzhen almost every month. If I ever need anything in the future, I’ll definitely ask you for help!”
"No problem at all. I will do my best to help you if you need anything. And please don't be shy with me. Serving a well-known company like Huilong Group is my duty!"
Fan Zhenhua smiled broadly, his tone and attitude utterly sincere.
Not to mention that Zhao Ruilong is Zhao Lichun's beloved son.
Just the fact that Zhao Ruilong is the behind-the-scenes boss of Huilong Group is enough to warrant Fan Zhenhua's enthusiasm and initiative.
Having been transferred back to Shenzhen for quite some time, Fan Zhenhua naturally has a basic understanding of the city's current development status.
Over the past two or three years, thanks to the cooperation between Huilong Group and companies such as Xunteng, Longxing, and Huwei, Shenzhen's electronic information industry has developed rapidly.
A large amount of capital and talent continues to flow into Shenzhen, and technology companies engaged in many high-tech emerging fields such as semiconductors, the Internet, and new energy are constantly emerging.
Fan Zhenhua wanted to make a name for himself in Shenzhen so that he could advance further, and of course he needed to cultivate a good relationship with Huilong Group.
He had originally planned to personally lead a team to Jingzhou for an inspection and exchange in the first half of the year, and to visit Huilong Group.
Now that he had unexpectedly run into Zhao Ruilong in Shenzhen, he was overjoyed and showered him with flattery.
of course.
As a shrewd person within the system, Fan Zhenhua's flattery wasn't direct or obsequious; it sounded like bootlicking to everyone.
He was a master of the art of language, and his flattery was so skillful that it didn't sound out of place to others, nor did they perceive it as obsequiousness.