King of Industry

  Chapter 227 The sycophant

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   "Hey, Mom, what can I do for company? Another guy here to flatter my dad. Don't we see each other often these days?" Mu Yiyi said indifferently.

   "You girl, don't talk nonsense! You are a visitor, hurry up to greet her and pour him a cup of tea, you know!" Ding Yanhong patted her daughter's upturned **** casually, and reprimanded her.

   "Oh, got it!" Mu Yiyi pouted reluctantly.

  Out of the kitchen, Mu Yiyi glanced at Zhao Guoyang, who was already sitting on the sofa, and said, "Hey, you're so casual, you know how to find a place to sit?"

   Zhao Guoyang just heard her evaluation of himself, raised his head and smiled, and did not speak.

   "Deepsinking!" Mu Yiyi rolled her eyes, dropped a sentence in English, and turned around to get the teacup.

  After listening to the girl's standard British accent, Zhao Guoyang was stunned. It seems that this Mu Yiyi has a good learning ability and seems to have integrated into English.

   What she said just now meant "pretending to be deep". With Zhao Guoyang's English level, of course, she could hear it immediately.

   Tsk tsk, it seems that the factory director's daughter had a bad first impression of her! Zhao Guoyang secretly laughed in his heart.

   After a while, Mu Yiyi poured the tea reluctantly, and placed it firmly in front of Zhao Guoyang. Zhao Guoyang smiled and said thank you, without any strange expression.

   Mu Yiyi looked at Zhao Guoyang in surprise, and wanted to say a few words to him to deal with it, but she didn't speak.

   From her point of view, the young man in front of her was undoubtedly the same as those who came to the house before, for the sake of flattery.

  Having long been used to the so-called "fair competition" principle in England, she naturally couldn't understand this, and labeled normal human relations as being a follower.

   Waited in the living room for a while, seeing that the other party didn't speak, Mu Yiyi curled her lips and said, "Sit down for a while, I have something else to do!"

   After finishing speaking, she turned and entered her room.

  Looking at the girl's proud back, Zhao Guoyang couldn't help laughing.

  Indeed, in this era, students who can return from studying in England can be described as first-class talents, and they are definitely proud of themselves.

  This Mu Yiyi was able to be admitted to the top Coventry Business School in England to study for an MBA. Obviously, her learning and communication skills must be extremely strong, and she is a little proud and conceited, which is perfectly normal.

   After drinking two sips of tea, thinking silently of his experience of visiting several large machinery companies in England in his previous life, Zhao Guoyang could understand Mu Yiyi's reaction just now, and a soft look gradually appeared on his face.

   Originally thought that a phone call from Director Mu would end soon, but who knew that he hadn't come out after waiting for more than ten minutes.

  Being bored, Zhao Guoyang could only pick up a book on the coffee table and flip through it casually.

   This book is in English, Shakespeare's masterpiece "Hamlet".

  In the previous life, Zhao Guoyang had carefully studied it several times, and it can be said that he was familiar with the plot.

  This book mainly tells the story of a bad uncle murdering the protagonist Hamlet's father, usurping the throne, and marrying the king's widow Gertrude, and then the prince Hamlet revenged on his uncle.

  There is nothing novel about the story itself, but it contains profound tragic meaning, complex characters, and rich and perfect tragic artistic techniques.

  In the eyes of many writers, this book can definitely represent the highest achievement of the entire Western Renaissance literature.

   Looking at the familiar English in the book, Zhao Guoyang gradually lost his mind.

   "Hey, why are you flipping through my book!" Just as Zhao Guoyang was immersed in the book, Mu Yiyi's voice suddenly came from beside him.

  Zhao Guoyang looked up and saw Mu Yiyi pouted with some dissatisfaction, pointing at himself to question.

   "Uh... sorry, I haven't read this book for many years, so I couldn't help but flip through it!" Zhao Guoyang put down the book and said.

   "Have you read this book? Can you understand it?" Mu Yiyi looked at Zhao Guoyang suspiciously and asked.

   "Can you get a general idea!" Zhao Guoyang replied flatly.

   Mu Yiyi looked at Zhao Guoyang suspiciously, but couldn't tell whether this guy was bragging for a while.

   At this moment, the door of the study opened, and Mu Aijun's tall figure came out from inside.

  Before entering the living room, Mu Aijun saw Zhao Guoyang sitting on the sofa, and immediately greeted him with a bit of surprise: "Guoyang, why are you here?"

Hearing this, Zhao Guoyang quickly stood up and greeted Director Mu: "Director Mu, I have been planning to visit you for a long time, but I haven't had time. I don't know that you may be busy during the Chinese New Year, so let's take advantage of today. Come here to wish you and your aunt an early New Year. Didn't disturb your family's enjoyment of family happiness?"

   "Haha, no! I'm too happy that you can come." Mu Aijun waved his hands with a smile.

  After sitting down, Mu Aijun was taken aback when he saw the cigarettes and alcohol brought by Zhao Guoyang.

Before Mu Aijun could speak, Zhao Guoyang said: "Director Mu, I know that you are very disciplined and have a clean sleeve. But I have always regarded you as a respectable elder. I brought this thing to visit the elders. You shouldn't Want to sweep my face?"

  After hearing this, Mu Yiyi, who was standing beside her, wrinkled her nose lightly, and thought to herself, "Hmph, this guy is pretty good at flattering, he's more capable than those who came here a few days ago!"

Sure enough, after hearing what Zhao Guoyang said, Mu Aijun smiled and said: "You, you, okay, I can't refute the face of you as a special researcher, I will accept the things, but you have to eat at my place for a while." For a light meal, just drink the wine you brought!"

  While talking, Mu Aijun unwrapped Zhao Guoyang's cigarette. Such a casual action made Mu Yiyi somewhat confused.

   "Yiyi, why are you still standing there stupidly? Come and sit down!" Mu Aijun and his daughter waved and formally introduced her.

"Zhao Guoyang is the technical section chief of the factory. He is young, promising and very capable. Oh, by the way, he is also the first serious college student in our Hongda Machinery Factory. He is a top student from Jinling University of Technology. He is amazing. !"

  After listening to his father's words, Mu Yiyi's prejudice against Zhao Guoyang was slightly reduced.

  However, in her opinion, even college students from prestigious universities in China have limited abilities.

   This guy named Zhao Guoyang, although he looks good in China, but compared with a publicly funded student like himself, the gap is still obvious.

   Moreover, seeing how affectionate this kid was talking to his father just now, he was promoted to the chief of the technical section after entering the factory in such a short time, there must be some tricks in it!

While Mu Yiyi was making arrangements for Zhao Guoyang, Mu Aijun said: "By the way, Yiyi, don't you want to learn French recently? You can ask Guoyang for advice! His English, French, and Japanese are all excellent. It's top-notch!"

   "Huh?" Hearing what her father said, Mu Yiyi almost spit out the tea she just drank.

  (end of this chapter)