Liu Ming nodded and said that he was taught, but he secretly speculated in his heart that what did Lao Mu say in front of Liang Zhihong?

"Remember, this time it was Director Mu's guarantee. I hope you can accumulate more project experience. OK, go back to work!"

Until he was kicked out of the dean's office, Liu Ming was still confused. He happened to meet Bi Chuchu who was going downstairs to draw pictures. Only then did Liu Ming understand what was going on.

At the Brazilian project meeting held in the second room of the Design Room in the afternoon, Xu Cuihua said that he would reassign tasks to Liu Ming. Everyone found that Lu Guangkun smiled today and looked harmless. He even warned Liu Ming as a person who had experienced it to make progress, and said that he would not pursue his past bad deeds.

Vice President Lu was in a good mood at this moment, as hard as Mu Qiu, and would give in to him in front of Liang Zhihong and ask him to give Liu Ming a chance. This felt that his life had reached its climax.

Liu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was normal, and he didn't want to waste the opportunity Director Mu finally won for him. Lu Guangkun accidentally saw Liu Ming's expression and was stunned.

After Xu Cuihua notified everyone to attend the project kickoff meeting in the conference room downstairs tomorrow morning, she announced the end of the meeting.

In Lu Guangkun's office.

"Director, are you looking for me?"

"Well, sit down, have the drawing task of Liu Ming of the thorn head arranged?"

As soon as Liu Ming was mentioned, a hint of hatred flashed across Xu Cuihua's face, and she replied: "Why would you continue to let him go to the project team to modify the drawings and enter the warehouse?"

Lu Guangkun smiled and waved his hand and said, "Wouldn't that be too disrespectful to President Liang? For such capable comrades, you must measure it before using it as his leader. Come on, I'll tell you to listen to it alone."

Xu Cuihua stood up with a little charm in her eyes and leaned over...

The next day, Feng Tao from the foreign trade department led the Brazilian technical team to the conference room of the design institute, and two of the team attracted the attention of Liu Ming, the seated in the corner.

One is Andre, an old supervisor who was just intimidated by Liu Ming yesterday, while the other guy with long flowing hair on Batistuta like a hair is interesting. This person is called Sanchez. Liu Ming met this person on the cover of a Brazilian business magazine before traveling through time.

In addition to football and samba, the world business card that Brazil can get is probably Amazon Mining. This super company monopolizes 80% of Brazil's iron ore production, the first in the Americas and the second in the world, and the old Fortune 500. The company was originally wholly owned by the state and began to privatize in the late 1990s. However, due to the great influence of this company in China, the company's chairman and president are still directly appointed by the Brazilian president, and Sanchez is the nephew of then Brazilian President Cardoso.

Liu Ming thought to himself that if it is not his own influence, in more than ten years, Sanchez will become a member of the board of directors of Amazon Group and hold real power. It can definitely be regarded as the first golden thigh he encountered after his rebirth. If he holds it firmly, then Shengjing Factory will not have to worry about the production capacity of the next ten years.

Just as Liu Ming was thinking about how to establish a good relationship with Sanchez, Andre, who was sitting in the second seat on the rostrum, was whispering to Sanchez and pointed at the direction of Liu Ming's seat. After hearing this, Sanchez, who was originally sitting there, had a hint of splendor, and he seemed to be much more energetic.

The so-called kickoff meeting is like the opening ceremony of a football match. The referee agreed with both sides which rules and international practices to "kick" and how long to "kick"? Then the athletes from both sides shook hands and greeted each other, and finally announced that the project team will be officially launched from now on. Representatives of several forces are familiar with each other and then exchange business cards for the subsequent email communication. In terms of Amazon, in addition to the technical team, they also hired a supervision company separately, represented by Andre.

Sanchez does not belong to any team, and he is not even interested in exchanging business cards with Minister Feng and Lu Guangkun. If it weren't for the trouble in Rio, his presidential uncle would not notify the group CEO to send him to the other end of the earth. This Eastern country can indeed be called a disposal for Sanchez. It is extremely cold, without nightclubs, no beauties, and even drugs. Sanchez was so nervous that he would have collapsed. If it weren't for being watched by the bodyguards sent by his uncle, he would have run back long ago.

Without knowing it, Feng Tao and others felt that this guy who was in the middle of the team was not old and just thought he was a straight and technical man who was not polite. Sanchez whispered in Portuguese and muttered something to the head of the technical team in Portuguese.

As the meeting was approaching, when the three parties signed the minutes, Amazon Mining Technical Head Thiago suggested to Lu Guangkun that both parties would add a technical coordinator, and he assigned Sanchez. Lu Guangkun did not dare to neglect Party A's request and quickly called Xu Cuihua over.

Xu Cuihua didn't dare to look directly at Sanchez's slightly evil face, and her breathing became rapid involuntarily. Sanchez was not interested in the woman in front of him with an ordinary figure. He turned his head and said directly to Lu Guangkun: "Mr. Lu, it's not convenient for me to coordinate with this lady. Please arrange other people for me, here's this person." After saying that, he pointed his finger at a corner of the conference room. After Feng Tao finished translating, Lu Guangkun and Xu Cuihua looked in that direction and their faces suddenly froze.

"Well, Mr. Sanchez, we attach great importance to work coordination. It is better to use the best designers in our group." Lu Guangkun advised.

When Sanchez heard the translation, his face suddenly sank. He has always been the only one in Brazil. Few people dare to disobey his wishes. The last person who said no to him has been thrown into the Amazon to feed piranhas.

Before Sanchez could speak, a tall man had already walked behind him quickly and whispered: "Sir, this is not OK, this is in China."

"Get out of here, there is no need to point fingers here!" Sanchez scolded, then took a deep breath and turned around to look at Lu Guangkun, who had just walked out of the gate of hell but had no idea. He smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, our country attaches great importance to the induction relationship between people. How to describe it in Chinese? Oh, by the way, it's fate, I hope you can allow it."

Feng Tao, who helped the translator, noticed some clues from Sanchez's attitude towards that person.

Seeing that Lu Guangkun was still shirking responsibility, he hurriedly whispered to dissuade him. Then Lu Guangkun waved reluctantly and called Liu Ming over. Xu Cuihua, who was standing beside him, was so angry that his face turned pale.

Liu Ming was confused. What was going on? Just as he wanted to go to bed, someone handed him a pillow, and he was also Vice President Lu.
Chapter completed!