Paris.

"Fran, haven't you left yet?"

The contemplative Fran Miller looked up and found that it was Jim, the director of the marketing department, looking at the things he was holding in his arms, and seemed to be preparing to leave the company.

"I want to wait a little longer"

After working with Fran for seven years, Jim knew that Fran was probably the one who had the most affection for Tree Company besides the deceased old chairman Maupassant.

Jim couldn't help but persuade, "I know you have been in the company for eleven years. You have an unscathing relationship with the company. You have devoted countless efforts to the company. You are reluctant to let go of the company and just disappear."

"But Huaxia Company, which acquired the tree, has not appeared until now, don't you understand?!"

"They never thought about saving the tree company. All they needed was the century-old sign of the tree. Instead of waiting for a slight opportunity now, it would be better to find the next one."

"I know, but"

Fran was in a torment, he was shaking, and he was reluctant to make up his mind.

"Okay, I'll leave first, I wish you good luck." Seeing Fran like this, Jim couldn't persuade him anymore, so he could only wish him silently.

"goodbye!"

In just a few days, watching countless colleagues who had worked together resign one after another, Fran could only watch the towering tree of the tree company, which was once lush and lush, begin to wither.

He could only sigh, but he could do nothing, wondering if he really wanted to leave this company where he had been working for eleven years.

Fran gritted his teeth.

But he was unwilling to give up!

Eleven years ago, Fran Miller had just graduated from the Paris High School of Business, and then joined the Tree Company and became one of the most ordinary interns in the company.

In eleven years, Fran went from an intern to a company management team and became the product director of Tree Company, and was deeply trusted by Mr. Maupassant.

But everything has changed since Mr. Maupassant's death.

At a board meeting, Fran, as product director, proposed that Tree Company can use its brand advantages to enter other countries, make money from the world, and make a lot of money like Chanel and Dior.

The qualifications and product quality of the Tree Company are no less than any luxury goods company in France. This is Fran’s confidence as a product director.

However, it was rejected by the company's conservative shareholders, who believed that if the company develops outward, it would cost a lot of money, and even if it was accidentally lost, it might be useless.

The company's newly appointed chairman and Ceaco Maupassant II had just secretly embezzled a sum of funds from the company.

When Fran heard this proposal, he might have to use a large amount of company funds, so the secret embezzlement of the company's funds is likely to be exposed, so why dare to pass it?

The old shareholders of the Royalist faction firmly stood behind the two brothers Maupassant II.

The hesitant neutral shareholders, seeing that the brothers of Maupassant II were numerous, finally stood on the side of the two brothers of Maupassant II.

Although some company executives also emerged behind Fran, the Tree Company had been established for nearly a hundred years and its shares had been divided up.

Most executives do not have shares, so the management is slight and has no say in the company, so they are not valued by most shareholders.

Fran's proposal ended up leaving nothing.

Fran's expression changed again and again, countless thoughts arose in his mind, and he seemed to have made a major decision in his heart.

He is going to China!

That's right, Fran is going to China to find the China company that acquired them!

*******

Blue Ocean Garden.

The clouds are quietly spreading over the sky, Jiang Meng is sitting on the swing in the garden, swinging like a swing.

But his eyes were staring at the parents who went to pick up their children after school. Each of them held the children in their hands and had a happy smile on their faces.

Childhood is beautiful, but it is definitely not equal.

Children, parents and elders who can live in this community must be the richest class in China.

It can be said that these children have worn and used the best clothes since childhood, and the education is also the best.

"How can life be fair?"

Jiang Meng suddenly remembered that when she was a child, although she was not as good as these children, her parents never missed her own meal and she also gave birth to a happy smile.

"Hey, it's the landlord Mr. Xiaojiang."

A gray-haired old man led a five-year-old boy along the path to go home. When he met Jiang Meng who was swinging, he stopped and said hello.

"It's Mr. Li, you are back with your grandson."

Jiang Meng quickly got off the swing and ran over, with a great respect in his tone.

Mr. Li is a genuine Shaanxi and Qin Hanzi, a resident who has moved to Jiangmeng's house.

It is said that before Mr. Li retired, he fought for the country all his life and made significant contributions to the country. After retirement, he helped him take care of his children without any trouble.

"My son and daughter-in-law have returned from abroad and cooked mutton to make steamed buns at home. Will Mr. Xiao Jiang come to his house for dinner tonight?"

Jiang Meng was so embarrassed that he quickly pushed his hands and refused, "I won't go to your family dinner. I'll treat you to a meal when I have the chance!"

"What kind of family banquets are not a family banquet? It's just a pair of chopsticks." Before Jiang Meng refused, Mr. Li made a conclusion directly: "Our family will wait for Mr. Xiao Jiang to come tonight. I'll make a statement first. If we don't come, we won't move the dishes."

"You said this, how could I refuse?" Jiang Meng couldn't laugh or cry, so she could only agree.

"Li Xiaohua, say goodbye to your brother Jiang." Old Li pulled the hand of his grandson beside him.

Li Xiaohua cleverly stretched out his hand and waved it, and said in a slight voice: "Goodbye Brother Jiang"

"Hey, be good, goodbye Xiaohua." Jiang Meng also waved.

"Then my grandfather and grandson will leave first. Mr. Xiaojiang must arrive at the evening."

"It must be here."

Watching Mr. Li leave, Jiang Meng thought to himself why he hadn't come yet, wondering whether to call Chen Zhihua and ask him what was going on.

At this moment, the system sound suddenly appeared.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the time limit: [Lan all houses in Blue Ocean Garden within one week]!"

Immediately afterwards.

"Congratulations to the host for receiving the mission reward: [Qingjing Pavilion No. 7, re-signing card x1]"

"Finally come!"

Hearing the system prompted that the task was completed, Jiang Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled, thinking that God will pay off for those who are interested, and finally waited.

There are 18 households in the entire Qingjing Pavilion, including 560 bungalows to 900 bungalows, each covering an area of ​​0.5 mu to 2 mu.

Jiang Meng's house ranks 7th, covering an area of ​​1.5 mu, with a surface area of ​​about 760 square meters, two floors underground and three floors above ground, and a total of five floors.

Although he couldn't wait to see the new house that the system rewarded him, Jiang Meng knew that he had agreed to go to his house to finish his meal at night. He had no choice but to suppress the excitement in his heart.

When visiting, you can't go empty-handed.

It just so happened that there was still some time, and Jiang Meng was going to buy something as a gift.
Chapter completed!