The choice of Nasha was not a sudden thought of Dulin, but a deliberate decision.
There are three purposes for doing this.
First, Nasha has a good education. In the past two years, she has been exposed to relatively more advanced business events in the George family. She has a broad vision. In addition, she has the surname "George" to protect him, and she has a small family. With the secretary's meticulous and all-round services, managing a company will not be a big problem. Besides, she is still young, and all young people have a stupid idea, that is, they must prove to their elders that they are not incompetent.
As long as she has this idea, she may bring things from her "mother's family" to her "in-law's family". Whether it is information or channels, they are very valuable to Du Lin.
Second, what would the tycoons who are constantly entering the market think if they find out that the George family not only owns a media company of their own, but also has their daughter as the president of another media company? If they were normal people, they would not consider attacking the company run by Nasha first, but instead attack the company owned by the George family. Only when the George family's company is at a disadvantage will they attack the Empire Star.
Beating the younger one will definitely lead to revenge from the older one. Against two large media companies at once, not everyone has the courage to challenge the authority. It is better to focus on the older one first and then go ahead. Pack the small ones so it's more or less safe.
Third, this will send a wrong signal to the two generations of heads of the George family. They may think that this is a sign of goodwill from Dulin, or they may think that Dulin is shrinking in the face of the upcoming war. , began to compromise. They will definitely keep Empire Star from falling into siege, and at the same time, they will find ways to gain actual control of the company. So the first step is to replace the company's management with your own people and gain semblance of control.
Look, it's an almost perfect plan, just hire a girl, and the girl's family will send the talents Dulin needs, and at the same time they will protect Dulin's company.
Of course, Du Lin would not naively think that they could not see through his thoughts, but so what if they could? The rebellious psychology of young girls cannot be brought back by adults. What's more, Du Lin knew that Nasha might be in love with her out of hatred, and she fell in love with him. If a girl like this didn't take advantage of it, wouldn't she be sorry for the good things the gods had bestowed on her? Chance
He smiled and turned around to comfort Frena, and told her that this was not an opportunity for her to improve herself. If a woman wants to be independent and self-reliant, it is useless to rely solely on others. She will be like a rootless duckweed, and everything will fall away when the wind blows.
After returning from the Empire Star, Du Lin had a good sleep and had a dinner party to attend in the evening. The local wealthy gentlemen held a banquet for Du Lin. In fact, it was just to keep in touch with each other. The encounter between Alexander and Garfield during this period was like a dream, and they accomplished in an instant a feat that many people may not be able to accomplish in a lifetime. Behind all of this, there is a person holding the Rainbow Bridge in his hand, and this person is Dulin.
Not long after Du Lin fell into sleep, a phone call woke him up from his deep sleep. He shook his head, his head was a little swollen, and his mind seemed to be filled with chaotic things. Just three seconds after he picked up the phone, he woke up.
"Line 3 has been tampered with. Do you want to correct it?"
The voice on the phone was loud and distorted, as if there was something covering the phone's mouthpiece, and the words were meaningless. But Dulin knew the meaning of this sentence. He listed his tails and left four small tails in total. In fact, you don't need to keep these tails, but the big boss in the dream world is cunning by nature. He will always leave something that looks like a clue to himself, and then lure out some people behind the scenes who want to deal with him.
Du Lin, who was influenced by the life story of the boss, also learned this trick. Line 3 is the registrant of Ilian Jewelry Store. Anpu once planned to pursue this line, but Du Lin launched an offensive in the imperial capital to let him There was no chance to follow this line, and now someone suddenly moved this line, which made Du Lin sweat and feel a little strange at the same time. Who is it that can touch this line silently? How much does this person know about himself, and what kind of person is he
All this is unknown, and he never considered that it would be Anpu, because when he went to the imperial capital, he laid a bouquet of flowers in front of Anpu's tombstone and chatted with the stone for a few words. In addition, Kevin said with certainty that An Pu was dead, who would think about him
Line 3 was not within the Empire, but was placed in the Federation by Du Lin. To be able to pursue him so far away, this person really wanted to get him in!
"Do you know who it is?" Du Lin touched his body. After a while, he realized that he was wearing sleepy clothes. He walked to the closet with the phone and took out the cigarette case and lighter from the hanging clothes. , lit one in the bedroom, sat on the bed and continued, "Find out this person, contact him if necessary, dig as deep as possible, it's best to dig it out if you can. If you dig it out, If you don’t come out, pay attention to your own safety and clear out all clues and withdraw when necessary!”
"I know, I'll call you if there's any more news!"
Dulin hung up the phone after the sound of the line being cut off. He sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at the ceiling, lost in thought. He was really surprised. Who could it be? Is it for public or private reasons
At the same time, in a prosperous city in the Federation, Mr. Tuckers, whom Dulin called Line 3, was whistling and making himself a cup of coffee milk. He put down the milk bottle, took a sip, and poured it again. After a while, I tightened the milk bottle and put it in the cupboard. It has been almost two and a half years since Tuckers settled here. The neighbors are very familiar with him and his family. They all know that Mr. Tuckers is running a large business in the empire and is a wealthy man. money man.
Judging from the extent of his lavish spending, he should be very rich. In the special social environment of the Federation, being rich means having everything. Whether it is the government or private institutions, they have always revolved around rich people.
He walked to the dining table with coffee and milk, and read the newspaper while eating breakfast. After a while, a woman in pajamas came down from upstairs, walked up behind Mr. Tuckers, and then pressed on top of him.
"Good morning, dear."
Mr. Tucker corrected him with a smile: "Sorry honey, it should be good afternoon!"
The woman was stunned for a moment, then looked at the dazzling light outside the window, screamed frantically and rushed towards the stairs. She kept complaining: "You should wake me up earlier, God, I'm late!"
Mr. Tucker shrugged his shoulders. There are thirty or thirty-one days in a month. His wife is not late for about two or three days. The rest of the time, she will be late, and she will be late for half a day. If he hadn't invested money in that company and became a shareholder, perhaps his wife would have been fired long ago.
Neither of them have children yet. First of all, they are not too old. Mr. Tuckers is only thirty years old and his wife is only twenty-six years old. On the other hand, their current situation is not suitable for having children. It will only become a burden to them at this stage.
After a while, Mr. Tuckers' wife ran out in a hurry, driving a new car and quickly disappeared on the street. The next step was Mr. Tuckers' own time. After he drank the coffee milk, he changed a set of clothes, locked the door of his house, and went to the nearest high-end bar in the community. There were many interesting things here that those who had never been there did not know.
He exchanged some small denomination banknotes. To be honest, although he has lived here for more than two years, he is still not used to the coins here. To put it simply, they are colorful and have no texture, and they will not exchange them for guests. Coins are paper money.
It is said that a girl was too excited when she kept taking off her clothes and wiping her sweat to escape the heat. She sang a song in annoyance, and a guy happened to throw a handful of coins out, and one of them was picked up by the poor girl. She inhaled and got stuck in her throat. While waiting for the doctor to rescue her, she unfortunately became the first sweaty girl to be stuck to death by a coin. Later, the law stipulated that similar places were not allowed to exchange coins to avoid the same situation. It happened again.
These federal people will never understand the pleasure of holding a heavy handful of coins in their hands and throwing them out. Watching the collision and texture of the heavy coins hitting the skin full of oil and sweat beads makes people very happy.
He folded the banknotes into a triangular shape and threw them towards the girl. The girl faced him with a bright smile. She didn't know if the temperature here was too high, but she felt even hotter. She even took off her last coat.
"Mr. Tuckers?" When Tuckers was getting excited, a man sat next to him holding a wine glass.
He turned to look at the man. He didn't recognize him, and asked with some confusion: "Have we met?"
"No, no, but I believe we will become good friends." The man smiled heartily and extended his hand, "Let me meet you, my name is Lapuan!"
"Lapuan?" Mr. Tuckers repeated, "This name is really weird..." He suddenly realized something and laughed awkwardly, "Sorry, man, I'm not talking about you, I'm just talking about this. Name." He stretched out his hand and shook Lapuan's hand, "You already know my name?"
This is a high-end bar in an upscale community. Mr. Tuckers doesn't think anyone will run wild here. This is a wealthy area, the kind of wealthy area where even bad guys are unwilling to commit crimes!
Why can’t I write too fast? Because the author found that writing too fast can easily lead to the plot breaking down.
(End of chapter)