Chapter 948: 943. The Young and the Old (Please Subscribe and Vote)

Huang Lin's expression was somewhat strange; there was some pride, but also some embarrassment.

Just as Zhang Ran had said, the meaning behind Huang Xunceng's words just now clearly did not come from the position of Huamei or his own company; otherwise, he would never have been able to say such things.

This was clearly from the height of the Headquarters, or even the position of the Chairman of the Headquarters.

Zhang Ran had never hidden this from everyone, or rather, everyone knew Zhang Ran's character.

If Zhang Sicheng lacked the ability, Zhang Ran would not force him into a position of power; everyone was clear on this point.

Moreover, given the current situation, it would be difficult for Zhang Sicheng to grow into the talent capable of managing the entire Headquarters within ten or twenty years.

Zhang Ran did not know when he would retire, and although he certainly would not relinquish all power when that time came, he would definitely step down from the position of Chairman.

This was also an opportunity for everyone, and Huang Xunceng's ambition lay precisely in this.

Zhang Ran was not worried about Huang Xunceng's ambition; on the contrary, he was very happy, because this perfectly aligned with his goal.

Being able to ignite the enterprising spirit of these people was what mattered most.

If they reached the level of people like Huang Lin, where there was no room left to rise, it would be difficult to maintain a fighting spirit, and at times, they might even harm the company's interests for their own gain.

But if there was still a layer above them, then they might not do so.

"Please excuse the impertinence, Mr. Zhang. The child has made a small achievement and has become a bit carried away," Huang Lin said.

Zhang Ran waved his hand and said, "You are wrong to say that. What do you mean by a 'small achievement'? Are the results of Huang Xunceng and Meng Mingxuan currently lacking? They have actually done very well."

After saying this, he said to Huang Xunceng and the others, "What you said was very good, and I hope you can always maintain this enterprising spirit."

"Thank you, Zhang Shu. I will," Huang Xunceng said with high morale.

He truly had such thoughts; in his heart, Huang Xunceng had always hoped to surpass his father.

Before, he had no choice; he could only take over Huamei, but now it was different—Huamei was no longer their family's.

He also had better choices.

But there was no doubt that if he only managed their company well, even if he surpassed Huamei in market value, his achievements would still not compare to Huang Lin's.

Huang Lin's Huamei had been the hegemon in the retail industry for so many years; neither in reputation nor in contributions to the industry could he be compared to him.

But if he became the Chairman of the Zhang Family Holding Company, then he could completely surpass his father.

He was not timid in the slightest, nor did he hide his purpose.

Because Huang Xunceng also knew that if he really kept things hidden, it might cause Zhang Ran to have negative associations.

Even if Huang Xunceng had no other thoughts in his heart, it wouldn't matter.

Some people were quietly observing Zhang Sicheng's expression, but there was not the slightest indication on Zhang Sicheng's face.

Of course, he would not develop any rift with Huang Xunceng because of this; there was no need.

Because the most important point was that no matter what level Huang Xunceng reached, even if he ended up competing with Huang Xunceng and lost.

Then it might just be a disappointment, because the entire company belonged to their Zhang Family; the better Huang Xunceng did and the more profit he generated, the more he earned for their Zhang Family.

Next, Zhang Ran not only let Huang Xunceng elaborate on some ideas, but also let Meng Mingxuan and the others speak.

For a time, the scene became lively again.

This time, it was not as harmonious as when Zhang Ran proposed these conditions; as long as the opinions Zhang Ran put forward were reasonable and acceptable to everyone, no one would dare to oppose them.

But Huang Xunceng and these people were different; in their eyes, these people were still greenhorns.

Any slight sign of something amiss would trigger an argument.

And Zhang Ran was happily watching from the sidelines without stopping them; as long as they didn't start a physical fight, it was fine.

Only when Zhang Sicheng and Zhang Siyan raised some questions would the crowd be slightly wary and their tone soften.

This was the advantage of being Zhang Ran's children; no matter how clear Zhang Ran's attitude was, they were still Zhang Ran's children.

If they really didn't treat Zhang Sicheng and his sister as the young masters of the house, then they would be the ones to suffer in the end.

What Zhang Ran did was Zhang Ran's business; they could not really fail to take Zhang Sicheng and his sister seriously.

"Go and order some takeout," Zhang Ran whispered to He Qing, who was nearby.

He Qing nodded and quietly left.

It was unclear when, but just as everyone was hungry, they discovered that the exquisite takeout had arrived.

"Everyone must be hungry, eat quickly, and continue the discussion after you finish," Zhang Ran said with a smile.

Immediately, before everyone could react, he started eating first.

What other choice did the others have?

They could only follow suit and eat.

But those young people did not settle down because of this; instead, they continued to express their thoughts while eating.

Just like that, another afternoon passed, and when Zhang Ran had someone bring in takeout again, the faces of some of the older people turned green.

"Cough, cough, Mr. Zhang, I really can't take it anymore. I am already sixty-three this year, and my body can't handle it," someone said with a bitter smile.

They also understood Zhang Ran's intention; this time, he was using this opportunity to let the younger generation grow.

With Zhang Ran presiding, there was absolutely no need to worry about any chaos.

It had to be said that in the process of arguing with these people, the younger generation gained a lot, because with Zhang Ran here, no one dared to rely on their seniority to forcibly oppose them.

Every opposition had to be supported by sufficient data and include experiential wisdom.

If Zhang Ran were not here, such a scene would never have formed, because most of the elders would end the topic by saying, "You are so young, what do you know?"

They might even get angry from embarrassment and directly use their status as elders to suppress others.

This was a very common occurrence.

But with Zhang Ran, it was different; no one dared to do that.

Zhang Ran smiled and said, "Then shall we continue tomorrow?"

"Cough, cough..." Someone immediately started coughing, wanting to speak, but then heard Zhang Ran continue, "Tomorrow, some matters can be directly finalized, such as the distribution of some benefits, the division of mid-level authority, and the deadline and level of detail for reporting on duties."

This was considered the bait Zhang Ran threw out; these things originally would have required Zhang Ran to specifically arrange for people to come and discuss them.

Everyone also knows that behind Zhang Ran there is a rather mysterious team, whose presence has been faintly discernible in many business wars, and Zhang Ran has always kept them well hidden.

If he were to truly send these people to negotiate with them, these old men would still feel somewhat guilty; a person's reputation and a tree's shadow still have some effect.