"Is tonight’s event important?" Huang Han, having changed clothes, nervously took Sun Dasheng’s arm and walked towards the main venue.
This was her first ti accompanying the boss to such a public event, and to say she wasn’t nervous would be a lie.
Feeling the slightly trembling hand of his little secretary beside him, Sun Dasheng smiled without saying a word.
Letting her experience the tense atmosphere is actually quite good.
Today’s event is, of course, not very important; if he chose to attend, he could practically go to these kinds of events every day, to the point of exhaustion.
This trip was purely to accommodate this little girl beside him.
Finding an excuse to give a gift.
Otherwise, if he gave her sothing for no reason, she probably wouldn’t accept it.
Only when he told her that these clothes and jewelry were necessary for attending future events, as part of work, could she accept them with a clear conscience.
As expected, nothing surprised him.
The little trick succeeded.
Huang Han was still in the dark, nervously sizing up the grand venue.
She was probably afraid of making mistakes and embarrassing herself and the boss in front of the crowd.
"Relax a bit." Sun Dasheng quietly consoled her.
"President Sun, I’m sorry, am I a bit useless?" Huang Han’s voice suddenly turned low.
Sun Dasheng understood imdiately.
Smart people often have this issue, easily getting obsessed over minor details.
Sotis they believe everything is under control, but other tis they feel very insecure, thinking they’re inadequate everywhere.
A bundle of contradictions.
"Don’t overthink it, today isn’t a particularly important event, nor is it heavily related to our company’s business. We’re just here to make an appearance and show support."
Sun Dasheng told her truthfully.
Huang Han felt much better after hearing this.
"President Sun, welco, welco, I didn’t expect you to co in person. If I’d known, I’d have greeted you at the door to the venue."
A middle-aged man in a traditional Chinese suit staggered over. From his deanor, it was clear he truly didn’t expect Sun Dasheng to attend in person.
According to people in the circle, this man is very mysterious and doesn’t like attending such events.
So even though everyone followed protocol, sending out the invitations as usual, none expected him to actually show up.
Usually, sending over a company manager was already quite sothing.
Today’s situation was indeed unexpected.
So he was a bit excited.
During the ti he was coming over, Huang Han quickly introduced to her boss:
"This is Mr. Qian Guoqiang, head of the largest securities firm in Shanghai City. This event seems to be due to the recent foreign capital activity, with them entering the dostic financial market, so he convened this industry eting."
The financial industry?
They invited ?
Alright, he imdiately received a puzzled remark from his little secretary, Huang Han, "President Sun, aren’t we Keno Capital a financial investnt company?"
Well, it turns out the largest financial investnt firm in Shanghai City is my own?
Focusing so much on dostic real industries, he had sohow forgotten the nature of his own company. This indeed was a bit inexcusable.
As the other party approached, Sun Dasheng flashed a bright smile and shook the hand extended to him, "Mr. Qian, hello, I hope we’re not disturbing you?"
"Not at all, President Sun, what are you saying? Your presence here brightens our humble abode; how could it be a disturbance?"
After so pleasantries, Qian Guoqiang offered Sun Dasheng the main seat in the eting room. Sun Dasheng, after a few polite refusals, sat straight down.
Causing others in the eting room, unaware of the situation, to cast curious glances.
A few recognized this ’God of Wealth’ and greeted him with smiles, while most looked bewildered, not knowing who this individual was, who warranted such enthusiasm from the attendees.
But no fools mix in this industry; on the contrary, most are sharp, aware that an extraordinary guest has arrived today.
Huang Han quietly sat behind Sun Dasheng.
Not conspicuous.
Because everyone brought several assistants more or less.
These assistants sat in the second and third rows, quite a number of them. One young woman, upon seeing Huang Han, brightened up, originally intending to greet her, but realizing it might not be appropriate, started typing vigorously on her phone.
Soon after, Huang Han felt her phone vibrate.
Taking a look, she scanned the venue and quickly spotted an old acquaintance among the crowd.
She just slightly nodded at her.
As Sun Dasheng said before, they were just here to make an appearance.
Such events usually don’t discuss anything substantial; it’s just an opportunity for people to chat and exchange pleasantries after not eting for a while.
Big matters in small etings, small matters in big etings.
This is a common practice in the country.
After the main event concluded, most people left, and Qian Guoqiang invited a few to continue discussions in a smaller eting room.
No one brought their secretaries inside; Sun Dasheng didn’t either, instructing her, "Take a rest outside, I’ll call you when I’m finished."
"Okay, President Sun."
.....
The crowd dispersed.
Huang Han saw an old friend slowly approaching.
"Hey, didn’t expect to see you here."
"Yeah, I didn’t expect it either," Huang Han said with so reminiscence, "It’s been years since we last t, right?"
"Yes." The person responded, glanced around, and seeing a vacant spot, "This isn’t the place for chatting, let’s find sowhere to sit and talk."
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