The office of the state-owned enterprise and Oriental Food Group is also busy at this moment.

After Gao Leng saw the news, he immediately began to look for photos of Wang Hui, the general manager of Oriental Food Group, who has been at the helm for eight years, and relevant information about the new general manager Zhao Yi, but after looking around, he found that there was very little information about the two.

Also, Oriental Food Group, like Caesar Group, is a supplier company, not facing the public, only facing enterprises, and does not need a lot of advertising, so it accepts fewer interviews.

Coupled with the background of state-owned enterprises, it is even more mysterious.

Gao Leng immediately turned off the computer and drove there,

The Oriental Food Group is on the fourth ring road of the imperial capital, Gao Leng drove there, he had a hunch that the man in black was the person from the Oriental Food Group, and he had to find this person.

The conference room of Oriental Food Group was full of people, gathering seven or eight CEOs of food companies, all with secretaries, office directors, etc., and a large room of people was talking. Wang Xingguo, the newly appointed general manager of Weishi Fine Noodle Group, sat near the door, staring at the door of the general manager's office of Oriental Food Group.

Gao Leng came directly to the conference room after routine registration at the gate, and found that several media reporters were blocked out of the conference room as soon as he entered the door.

"Reporter Gao."

"Senpai."

"Wow, Mr. Gao."

Reporters from various media showed admiring eyes when they saw Gao Leng and surrounded him. For the public, the carrion case is very happy, and for reporters, because they know the industry too well, they know more and more about the difficulty of secret visits, and the difficult mediation of successful exposure, they are not only admiring Gao Leng, but worshipping him.

The circle of journalists is a circle of literati, and since ancient times, literati have been proud, and they will bow their heads only in the face of the strong. To be affirmed by the journalist circle and from colleagues requires strength.

At this time, Gao Leng has the strength to make the entire circle of reporters respect him, including several old reporters in their forties who are now gathered in this circle.

"Reporter Gao, this Oriental Food Group does not accept interviews." A reporter stretched out his hand to hold Gao Leng's hand: "We are the media in Quang Nam, I don't know if there is a way for Gao Reporter to interview them." ”

"yes, we've been waiting for a long time, so we refused to be interviewed."

Gao Leng looked at the camera signs they were carrying, all of them were media from other places, smiled and shook his head: "I have to listen to the Propaganda Department, I'm just here to get documents, not an interview." ”

Listening to the 'Propaganda Department' can be regarded as extinguishing the hope of these people. Also, the headquarters of Xingsheng Magazine can be in the imperial capital, and you have to listen to the Imperial Capital Propaganda Department, and the Imperial Capital Propaganda Department said that you can't interview, so Gao Leng can't be interviewed.

It's the rule.

The crowd sighed.

At this time, the door of the general manager's office of Oriental Food Group suddenly opened, and several manager-level employees in suits and leather shoes came out of it, and after a glance at this group of reporters, an old man of nearly sixty years old came out of it, and walked towards the group of reporters with a smile.

This old man is known to many reporters, Zhang Lao, an academician of a communication university in China, as long as the students from the journalism class have studied the professional texts edited by him, one or two of these reporters are graduates of the school, and in the face of this old man, they have to respectfully shout Dean Zhang.

And others who are not graduates of this school, and some of their bosses are Dean Zhang's Taoli, and they also have to shout Dean Zhang.

After retiring from the school, he continued to teach in the school, but he only had more positions in the company, such as the honorary executive of the Oriental Food Group.

This kind of scholar who is very authoritative in China, after retirement, some of them no longer ask about the world and spend thousands of years in peace, some are rehired by the school to continue teaching, and more come out to the enterprise to earn a little.

The so-called honorary executive officer is when he is needed, he will come forward, such as now.

"Dean Zhang, are you okay?" One of his students asked respectfully.

"Okay, all the students are very productive." As soon as Dean Zhang came over, he opened the skylight and said bright words, and pointed to the general manager's office: "Give me a few thin noodles, I really don't accept interviews today, later, ah, later, in a day or two, there will be a special publicity meeting, and everyone will come at that time, after the publicity meeting, the teacher will accompany you to drink." ”

Well, the honorary executive, he spends money on weekdays, and it comes in handy at this time, this is a big use, and he must not offend the reporter to dissuade them, he needs skills and identity, and Dean Zhang is the most suitable.

The reporters looked at each other, everyone said that this was on it, and the Propaganda Department of the United Kingdom did not agree, and there was no negative/new news/news here, and there was no need for hard reports, so everyone nodded and left one after another.

The high cooling station is in place and does not go.

When everyone left, Gao Leng still stood in place, looking at the door of the general manager's office, he must see who the man in black is today, whether his judgment is wrong, whether he is really from the Oriental Food Group.

is the person of the Oriental Food Group who has made the most profits, Gao Leng has already made a judgment in his heart, but he needs to be sure, foolproof certainty.

"Reporter Gao." Dean Zhang was originally a person in this industry, so he naturally knew Gao Leng, and when he saw that he didn't leave, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook it.

"I'm not here for the interview, I didn't bring any equipment." Gao Leng said politely, after all, this person in front of him is an elder in the industry, and he has to respect it.

"Oh no, Mr. Wang invites you in." Surprisingly, Dean Zhang looked at the back of the departing reporter, lowered his voice, and stretched out his finger to point to an office next to the general manager's office: "Mr. Wang has been waiting for you there for a long time." ”

Mr. Wang?

The former general manager of Oriental Food Group, the former general manager who just stepped down a few days ago, Wang Hui.

The man in black should be him, Gao Leng thought to himself, nodded, nodded politely at Dean Zhang, and then hurried to the room next to the general manager's office.

Buckle and knock on the door.

"Please come in." A slightly tired voice came from inside: "Reporter Gao, please come in." Before the door opened, the roll call was already taken, so it can be seen that it has been waiting for a long time.

Gao Leng pushed the door in, raised his eyes, and his heart jumped suddenly.

I saw Wang Hui sitting at the desk with brown sunglasses, holding a pen and signing on the materials, seeing Gao Leng come in, he sped up the speed of his hand, and waved his hand at Gao Leng after writing, and pointed to the sofa: "Please sit, wait a while." ”

As soon as the voice ended, the phone rang.

Wang Hui picked up the phone and commanded for a while, and just after deducting the phone, the mobile phone rang again, and he answered the mobile phone again.

has been busy, after Gao Leng came in, he barely stopped for a few seconds, he was busy, sometimes answering the phone while holding a pen to sign the information.

It was the man in black, and he knew it was the man in black as soon as he heard this voice, not to mention the thick calluses on his ten and middle fingers, the blue-black thick calluses with a little ink.

In recent years, there are not many people who use fountain pens, and Wang Hui is one.

Looking at a lot of calligraphy and painting in the office, many of them are hard pen words, it can be seen that he is good at this mouth, only if he is good at this mouth and repeated practice, he will have a thick callus.

Wang Hui, the former general manager of Oriental Food Group, is the man in black who repeatedly helped him get the information of the secret interview.

"Gao Leng, don't come unharmed." After Wang Hui was busy for a while, he stood up and walked to the sofa, still wearing brown sunglasses without taking them off, and smiled faintly: "I happen to have something to look for you, important things, you had better follow the important things arranged." ”

AS HE SPOKE, HE TOOK AN IPAD AND POINTED TO A PHOTO ON IT, AND LOOKED AT IT COLDLY, HIS FACE CHANGED.

It was Mu Xiaoleng, standing alone on the street, with exotic customs behind him, and a lonely face.