Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

July 30th, Friday.

On the thirty-third floor of Fengming Shengjing, many employees were watching dramas to pass the time after lunch.

As Qiongshen employs eclectic people, there are many young people, and many of them are loyal users of Mifanku.

One of the employees is watching the video just released by Gu Xiang, exploring the fired Linglun 512 training base.

This employee is also a fan of Gao Guoguo and the others. Unfortunately, without permission, even colleagues cannot go to the base to disturb Gao Guoguo and the others.

In addition, the quality of Qiongshen's employees is good, so there are no employees who want to mix in with their identity.

But even if there are such employees, the female security guard at the door will teach them how to behave. Maybe they will experience for themselves the bite force of the black-backed wolf dog.

Later, the Legal Department will let them know how they will be punished by the law for trespassing in private houses.

Seeing the picture of Gu Xiang eating in the cafeteria with relish, the employee couldn't help but sigh: "The food in the cafeteria is great at first glance. It is delicious, healthy and nutritious."

The colleague in the eye on the side heard it, and echoed: "Yes! If the distance is not too far, I would like to go to eat."

"Do you want to eat rice? You are the body of a greedy young lady." The employee said in a wary tone.

"Fuck you ass! I was found to have mild fatty liver during the previous physical examination. The doctor told me to pay attention to my diet. It is best to eat light meals a day instead of heavy oil and salt."

"But you haven't been taking turns eating Kaifeng dishes with M Ji every day, and you haven't noticed you!"

The colleague suddenly looked upset and said: "Who said I didn't pay attention? I haven't eaten spicy food recently. I have eaten all the vegetables in the garden. Isn't this healthy enough?"

"not enough."

It was not the employees who spoke, but Zhen Qiong who happened to pass by and heard the two discussing.

"Ah! President Zhen, good afternoon!"

"President Zhen, have you eaten?"

Although Zhen Qiong usually doesn't care about employees, he has an approachable image in the minds of employees.

However, it is also the big boss, who suddenly appears, will still make the employees feel nervous and stressful.

"I have eaten, you always eat junk food for lunch?" Zhen Qiong asked.

"Ah... occasionally, occasionally." Like a child caught by his parents doing bad things, the employee's face was a little embarrassed and a little scared.

"Doesn't the company have a lunch subsidy? Why not eat something good?"

The lunch subsidies provided by Zhen Qiong to every employee are enough to make them eat a lot of food.

He really didn't expect that employees would eat junk food instead of serving sumptuous meals.

"Hahaha... Mr. Zhen, it's actually because I used to eat Kaifeng dishes and M Ji's eating habits, but the other foods are not interested. And I don't know which store is delicious and which store is hygienic."

"Habits, and choice difficulties, and don't you know..."

After thinking about it a little bit, Zhen Qiong probably understands why employees are subsidized and they are not willing to eat big meals.

And this situation is definitely not an exception. I believe that many employees are in this situation.

In fact, even he himself, eating and eating, is just the dishes of those hotels, and he rarely goes to find new stores.

As this employee said, if you find a new store, you will not only know if the food is good or not, let alone whether the kitchen is hygienic or unhygienic.

Although "Lonely Gourmet" has explored a lot of shops, only the noodle shop on Pagoda Street has been on "TV" around Fengming Shengjing, and the others are unknown.

"If the company opens a canteen, would you go to the canteen to eat? Or order takeaway from the canteen?" Zhen Qiong asked.

"Of course it will!" the two employees said almost in unison.

During the time when Qiongshen was working, they could be sure that no boss would have the same conscience as Mr. Zhen.

No matter what industry it is, it is always striving for perfection. If a canteen is opened, it will definitely be delicious, nutritious and healthy. This can be seen from the canteen of the Linglun 512 Training Base.

If Qiongshen opened a canteen, what Kaifeng dishes, what M notes, or even a five-star hotel, they don’t need to think about it. They are willing to eat the canteen for three meals a day.

"Okay, I get it. You guys have a good rest!"

After Zhen Qiong said this, he returned to his office.

After watching Zhen Qiong leave, both employees let out a sigh of relief. One of them asked, "Do you think Zhen always opens a canteen?"

"It should be impossible, because Fengming Shengjing wouldn't let the cafeteria open."

"Yeah! But how do I feel that we will have a cafeteria to eat soon?"

"After all, it's President Zhen, maybe even Fengming Shengjing needs to give President Zhen face!"

"Yes! If there is half of the Linglun 512 training base in the cafeteria, I will go to Cengfan every day."

"With Mr. Zhen's style, it will only be better, it will never be inferior."

"Really been waiting…"

The two employees were chatting, and tears were shed on the corners of their mouths.

After sitting down in the boss chair, Zhen Qiong took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Wenwan: "I will visit the office after work."

After receiving the text message, Wen Wan'er did not wait to go to work at all, put down the long night forest cat in her arms, and immediately came to Zhen Qiong's office.

"President Zhen, are you looking for me?"

"Ah? It's not urgent, why don't you take a good rest?"

"It's okay, Mr. Zhen, I'm kicking a cat!"

"Flying a cat is also a way to relax. Forget it, sit down and say when you come! By the way, remember to add overtime pay to yourself."

"Okay, Mr. Zhen." Wen Wan'er laughed, "President Zhen, do you have coffee?"

"Okay, drink the coffee you are used to making, the other coffees are all tasteless." Zhen Qiong praised sincerely.

"President Zhen, as long as you like it."

"Of course I like it."

The two sat down on the sofa, and Zhen Qiong took a sip of coffee. The mellow taste made Zhen Qiong, who was still a little sleepy, refreshed.

After putting down the cup, Zhen Qiong said: "I learned just now that although the company provides a subsidy for lunch, there are still many employees who eat junk food."

"Mr. Zhen, it is estimated that they are all used to eating this. Many young girls in the company still like to eat heavy spicy food!"

"This is not good, junk food, heavy oil and heavy salt, these things are too much to eat, which is not good for the health. I must be responsible for the health of all employees, so I decided to open a company canteen."

"Okay. Mr. Zhen. Would you like to tell Manager Liu? As far as we are concerned, there should be no problem opening a canteen in Fengming Shengjing."

The thought that Liu Yingwei always likes to give herself a discount in the name of a friend made Zhen Qiong a stomachache.

So he resolutely refused to say: "No. Since it's the rules of others, don't break it, and it's really inappropriate to open a cafeteria in such a high-end office building. Let's rent a place nearby!"

The opera house that Nohara Sakura bought a while ago gave Zhen Qiong another 200 million yuan in trial funds. Zhen Qiong really didn't dare to buy land casually like before.

"But Mr. Zhen, there are no rentals, only places for sale near Fengming Shengjing."

"Ah this..."