1105: 374.
If it’s only about prosperity, there are too many loopholes to exploit_2 1105: 374.
If it’s only about prosperity, there are too many loopholes to exploit_2 Old Huo shook his head and said,
“I am not trying to prove I am stronger than anyone, but the problem is, we cannot wait passively, sisters, we have to take the initiative!”
He explained his thoughts again, and the four administrative secretaries imdiately frowned.
According to the boss’s idea, their plan indeed needed modification, but where to start was perplexing, as grassroots construction was fundantally different from doing business, and the four sisters had gone straight to work after completing their MBA, with none having experience as village officials.
The four of them quietly discussed the concept of “developnt level” in the carriage.
anwhile, Old Huo, leaning back in his seat, was quite satisfied and enjoyed watching the busy scene of his four charming and distinctive secretaries.
It was really just appreciation…
Old Huo had no other intentions.
He had the sa background as Little Brother Fu but was much better than him in business; he knew well that once the relationship between a boss and his secretary went further, it would turn into a quite troubleso scenario.
However, his gaze was quickly noticed by one of the secretaries and, after a slight kick under the table, he promptly shifted his gaze.
But from Old Huo’s confident deanor at that ti, he had already ford an idea in his heart about how to quickly develop his number one village.
He was just waiting to see if his secretaries could “get it.”
As soone who played both administrative and combat roles, Old Huo was destined not to have much ti for managing his own territory, which was a major reason for recruiting his secretaries into the ga.
He needed a steady rear base that could continuously provide him with money and resources, thus allowing him to enjoy carefree happy days in the ga.
This was a mature and prudent reflection, far more reliable than Little Brother Fu’s approach of idly playing around with the Scorpion Lion all day.
However, as childhood friends, Old Huo knew that Little Brother Fu had invested in Stick Brother’s Scarlet Hamr Sickle Group in the ga, making him realize that his comrcially unaccomplished “Red Pants Brothers” had finally learned to invest wisely in “quality products” after so setbacks.
It seed that the “business bloodline” of the once formidable Zhang had begun to awaken in Little Brother Fu, though so far, only a little.
While Old Huo’s thoughts wandered, his four beautiful and intelligent secretarial sisters had co up with a preliminary plan.
They made a list and after a few minutes confird it was correct and handed it over to Life Is Pretty Good, who took it and said,
“Hmm, this ti it is much more solid, and it even knows to find differentiated tracks to highlight our number one village’s advantage of being closest to Morlan Village, planning to provide supporting services for that place which is destined to beco a business hub between Transylvania and the Kato area.
This idea is slightly better than the previous Stonemason Brothers’ subsidiary.
However, good is limited…
You haven’t really broadened your perspective and thinking.
Look, I am the village head, I pursue the prosperity of the village, and we actually have many cases to refer to.
Luoyan, you studied at an institute in Pasadena, California before, right?
Have you been to Las Vegas?”
“I have.”
“‘Luoyan Playing Gas during Work’ nodded.”
She knew that Old Huo ntioning Gambling City was not just to talk about the past, and observing and understanding were always essential skills for a competent secretary, so Luoyan quickly understood.
She said,
“Do you an, to use ‘unorthodox thods’ to enhance the developnt level of the village?
But isn’t the example of Gambling City a bit too extre?”
“Extre?
No, not at all.”
Life Is Pretty Good shook his head and said,
“I have carefully read through a series of fragnted decrees currently issued by the administrative office, and there is no regulation banning gambling in Transylvania, and the Blood Rat Gang has been operating betting in the combat clubs for more than a day or two, and every man in Crimson Castle with a bit of spare money likes to try their luck there.
And from my observation, Miss Doris has already started a small-scale casino in several hidden corners of the sewers, as it cannot be too excessive under Sir Morphy’s watchful eye.
And Transylvania is currently very poor, the locals can’t be exploited much for revenue, so if my number one village takes the Gambling City route, we need to plan the target audience in advance.”
“Beilao’s first batch of rchants is about to arrive!”
“‘Biyue Working on Accounts’ imdiately pondered,
“I learned from the representative of the Batasin Business Association stationed at Crimson Castle that Sir Morphy and Beilao have signed a deal, and Nordtof’s rchants will soon bring various goods to Transylvania, obviously planning to use this place as a dumping ground.”
“Yes, the rchants from Beilao will surely want to spend the money they make here!”
Old Huo narrowed his eyes.
In that mont, the chill of a “successful businessman” was fully displayed for the first ti, and in the carriage, he seed to be back in his office on the 32nd floor, commanding with authority.
He said resolutely,
“Instead of letting them take the money scraped together in Transylvania back to their country to support and develop a project unrelated to us with the Wolf Queen Majesty, why shouldn’t we, the administrative warriors of Sir Morphy, think of a way to flip that money, which is rightfully ours, back into our hands?”
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