Chapter 949: 944. Drifting (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

Under Zhang Ran's bait, these old men hurried back to rest after eating, conserving their energy while also anxiously gathering their teams to research and discuss certain issues.

As for Sicheng and the others, they were high in spirits, each one looking refreshed, without the slightest feeling of fatigue.

Such a debate was truly too interesting for them, and this was, after all, a decision for a large company with a scale of assets in the trillions.

Just thinking about it made one incomparably excited.

At this moment, Huang Lin did not want to say a single extra word; he only felt fortunate that his previous decision had been correct—Zhang Ran's level in cultivating the younger generation was extraordinarily high.

Moreover, Zhang Ran possessed absolute resources to provide for their growth, as well as the absolute boldness to carry out this matter.

If this were replaced by anyone else, most would not have this courage, nor would they have this authority.

When they returned in the evening, Sicheng and these people were not in a hurry to sleep; instead, they started arguing again.

This time they were arguing with each other, each one red-faced.

During the day, perhaps because they were all on the younger side, they subconsciously stood on the same team.

But now that everyone was a young person, there was no longer a distinction of teammates.

Anyone who did not conform to their own viewpoint was completely refuted.

For a time, it was quite lively.

It was only because Zhang Ran's Siheyuan was large that there was no need to worry about them disturbing the neighbors.

Zhang Ran lay on a lounge chair with tea by his side, taking a sip from time to time, then watching the group of young people not far away.

"Xiao Qing, why don't you go over too?" Zhang Ran said with a smile.

He Qing had not participated the whole time; firstly, her ability had not yet reached the level of these people—regardless of anything else, these people had all managed at least a small company.

They possessed decision-making ability and, at the same time, had more experience.

Although He Qing had seen quite a bit, when facing these people, the gap was immediately apparent.

Secondly, Zhang Ran still needed He Qing's help here previously, such as recording some data and their viewpoints.

Zhang Ran needed to look at these carefully after the fact, and even have people study them.

Because the flashes of inspiration that burst forth at such times were sometimes truly useful.

He Qing was somewhat tempted, but also somewhat hesitant, "Can I really? I feel like I'm not quite..."

Zhang Ran said with a smile, "It's fine, at worst just go and listen. And remember, no matter what, as long as you feel the other party's argument is wrong, you can stand up and refute it; there's no need to be afraid."

He Yong also urged, "Since Brother Zhang has said so, what are you still hesitating about? Such a good opportunity—if you miss it, then you're truly a fool."

"When the time comes, don't follow Brother Zhang anymore; just go home and farm."

"Hmph, if you want to go back, you go back; I'm not going back." He Qing snorted, then turned around with a haughty air and walked toward Sicheng's side.

"Haha, Xiao Qing is still a very good young girl; don't put too much pressure on her," Zhang Ran said to He Yong.

He Yong sat by Zhang Ran's side, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, then sighed and said, "Brother Zhang, Xiao Qing has been under your care, and for so many years she has learned things she never would have had the chance to learn before."

"She has also seen things she never had the chance to see before."

"You and I are brothers, why say these things?" Zhang Ran said testily.

He Yong said, "Brother Zhang, don't be in a hurry; listen to me finish."

"Fine, you speak, I won't interrupt." Zhang Ran actually wanted to hear what He Yong had to say.

"It's like this: although Xiao Qing hasn't shown it, I can feel that her heart has already drifted; she isn't as grounded as before," He Yong said.

"For example, there was a company president before, only thirty-something this year, who wanted to pursue Xiao Qing, but he had only just revealed a tiny bit of intention."

"Brother Zhang, do you know what this girl said?"

Zhang Ran asked curiously, "What did she say?"

"'He's over thirty, his company has only just broken one hundred million, and he chose such a sunset industry without knowing how to change—such a person won't do.'" He Yong had changed the wording slightly.

At the time, He Qing had directly said that such a person was not qualified to pursue her.

Zhang Ran was stunned after hearing this; had this girl's standards become so high now? At thirty-something, if one achieved this step without family support, one was already a dragon among men.

As for saying it was a sunset industry, even if it were true, this actually proved the person's ability.

To have reached such a level even in a sunset industry, could their ability be poor?

Perhaps their vision had some problems, but their ability was definitely not poor.

However, thinking about it, what kind of people did He Qing see all day long while following Zhang Ran?

There were countless people with net worths in the tens of billions; those with net worths over one hundred million basically couldn't even formally appear before Zhang Ran.

Moreover, these people treated He Qing very politely; she was in such an environment all day long.

Let alone He Qing, who was just a young person in her early twenties, even a thirty-four-year-old workplace veteran would drift.

It was already quite good that He Qing was like this now.

"So I was thinking, let's see if I can suppress her this time, to let her see the gap between herself and true talent."

"That she is like this now is entirely because of your patronage, Brother Zhang, not because she is truly excellent to this degree," He Yong sighed.

Zhang Ran understood; He Yong could be considered to have good intentions.

"Don't worry, she's a girl; it's normal to have high standards. This is also fine; in any case, she's our girl, and I'm not afraid she won't be able to get married," Zhang Ran said indifferently.

As long as He Qing's nature didn't have problems, Zhang Ran didn't care about the rest; if her standards were high, let them be high—it didn't harm anyone.

Hearing Zhang Ran's words, He Yong felt moved, but also helpless, because of his relationship with Zhang Ran, Zhang Ran treated He Qing almost like his own daughter—not a bit less.

"Sigh, it's precisely because of you being like this that she has become so drifted," He Yong said helplessly.

Zhang Ran waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this; it's meaningless. As long as Xiao Qing doesn't harm anyone or do bad things, then everything is up to her."

"However, she cannot be too conceited; if it really comes to that, she would truly not be suitable for her current position."

He Yong nodded and said, "That is my meaning as well. If she hasn't changed during this period, I will have her voluntarily resign and send her down to gain some experience."

"Fine, let's wait and see," Zhang Ran said.

Immediately, the two looked over there, where He Qing, facing this group of true young-generation elites, seemed to suddenly become weak.

There is no such thing as status here, and if we are talking about status, Zhang Sicheng still has the highest.

Here, everything depends on one's own ability.