Chapter 90: Let's Go Together

"Old classmate, what are you doing now?" Xiao Xinhao asked.

"Me? Well, I suppose I'm in the same line of work as you. I'm at Zhengxin Shipyard now," Zheng Qian answered truthfully.

"Zhengxin Shipyard? Never heard of it. Is it also involved in maritime trade?"

"If so, then we really are in the same line of work. Are you also here to attend the Maritime Trade Summit tomorrow?"

Xiao Xinhao figured that since they were in the same line of work and both appeared in Shanghai at this time, he must also be here to attend the Maritime Trade Summit tomorrow.

Zheng Qian nodded.

"Then what specific position do you hold at Zhengxin?" Xiao Xinhao asked further.

It had been a long time since graduation; Xiao Xinhao had heard about everyone else, but there had been no news about Zheng Qian.

Since he was able to attend the Maritime Trade Summit, he must be doing reasonably well—at the very least, holding the same position as him.

"Uh... how should I put it?"

Zheng Qian thought about it seriously. If he said he was the Vice President of Zhengxin Shipyard, it would be a bit pretentious.

There was no need to act pretentious in front of an old classmate; it was better to be down-to-earth.

"My position at Zhengxin Shipyard isn't very high. I just started, so I'm still in the learning phase."

"An intern?" Xiao Xinhao chuckled to himself.

So Zheng Qian was an intern.

In past years, many presidents would bring a group of interns to observe.

Hearing that Zheng Qian's position wasn't as high as his, Xiao Xinhao felt relieved.

"Being an intern is pretty good too. Being brought here by your president to attend the Maritime Trade Summit shows that the president values your group of interns and wants to focus on developing you. Work hard, and it won't be long before you can become a manager."

It had taken Xiao Xinhao four years to go from an ordinary sales representative to a manager.

This opportunity to come to the Maritime Trade Summit was something Xiao Xinhao had stumbled upon by chance; otherwise, a young manager like him who had just been promoted wouldn't have had much of a chance to attend.

"Xiao Qian, if you can't hack it, I'll write you a referral letter so you can join Asia Shipping directly. I'll look out for you then."

"Sure, thanks a lot, Brother Xiao," Zheng Qian said, thanking him earnestly.

Xiao Xinhao was from his hometown and a university classmate. Back in university, whether it was financially or academically, he had helped Zheng Qian a lot, and had even helped Zheng Qian find a girlfriend; he had been quite good to him.

Now that they had met, although some comparison was inevitable, it was more about Xiao Xinhao looking to help him, and he even offered him an internal referral opportunity. He could be considered a mentor figure in Zheng Qian's life.

Zheng Qian didn't take Xiao Xinhao's earlier arrogance to heart.

Back in university, he had been Xiao Xinhao's subordinate, so it was understandable that he wanted to re-establish his status now.

The two chatted about everyday matters.

"Xiao Qian, where are you staying while in Shanghai? It's raining heavily now, let me give you a ride back."

"No need to trouble yourself, Brother Xiao. I'll just take a taxi."

"Hey, what's the trouble? We're old classmates." As Xiao Xinhao spoke, he fished out his Mercedes-Benz keys from his pocket and toyed with them in his hand.

He mainly wanted to show off his new car to Zheng Qian.

"Alright then. Dizun Hotel, is that on your way?" Zheng Qian didn't refuse. Since Xiao Xinhao wanted to show off, he might as well let him; he didn't mind.

"What a coincidence? I'm also staying at the Dizun Hotel. We can just go back together."

Xiao Xinhao was a bit puzzled. What kind of background did Zhengxin Shipyard have? So rich? They actually put interns up at the Dizun Hotel?

The Maritime Trade Summit would last for three days, which meant four nights, and the price per night at the Dizun Hotel was over 5,000!

After dropping Zheng Qian off at the hotel, he received a message telling him to come to the office hall on the 19th floor.

"Xiao Qian, let's stop chatting for now. I have some business to attend to."

"Alright, no problem. We'll talk later." Zheng Qian didn't try to keep him.

Xiao Xinhao arrived at the 19th floor of the Dizun Hotel.

Most of the companies attending the Maritime Trade Summit had already checked into the Dizun Hotel. The 19th floor was a public print room and workspace. The interns brought by their presidents, or executives and managers who needed to process important company documents, were temporarily working there.

"Manager Xiao, why didn't you reply to my message just now? You had me worried sick."

"What's the matter, Secretary Du Bingbing? Why are you in such a rush?" Xiao Xinhao was a bit confused. Had something gone wrong?

Secretary Du Bingbing turned her laptop around and pointed out several basic errors to Xiao Xinhao.

"President Jiang found some issues with the PPT you made. You need to revise it, and it must be sent to President Jiang's email before 10:00 PM."

After seeing those issues, Xiao Xinhao slapped his forehead hard. These were fundamental professional errors!

If he had noticed them normally, it would have been fine, but if President Jiang took this PPT up on stage, she would inevitably be ridiculed by the industry.

This wasn't just a basic error; it was a fatal one!

"Se... Secretary Du Bingbing, President Jiang wasn't angry when she saw these errors, was she?" Xiao Xinhao asked cautiously.

Jiang Yanran was twenty-six years old. After returning from studying abroad in the Americas, she had taken on the role of Chairwoman of Asia Shipping.

Jiang Yanran only valued ability, not seniority; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hold a manager position at such a large enterprise like Asia Shipping at such a young age.

"President Jiang is very angry..." Secretary Du Bingbing helplessly told Xiao Xinhao the tragic news.

"If you had checked it once before sending it to President Jiang, or sent it to me for me to look over, I could have just fixed it for you. You're so careless, there's nothing I can do..."

Secretary Du Bingbing sighed.

Upon hearing this news, Xiao Xinhao felt like he had been struck by lightning.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and fix it. I'll put in a good word for you with President Jiang; it'll be fine," Secretary Du Bingbing comforted him.

Xiao Xinhao had no choice but to resign himself to his fate.

Whether Secretary Du Bingbing put in a good word or not, the result would be the same.

Xiao Xinhao knew Jiang Yanran too well.

For a business manager to make such fundamental errors on a PPT for the Maritime Trade Summit—after returning, she would definitely fire him immediately and have someone else take his position.

9:50 PM.

After fixing those basic errors, Xiao Xinhao checked it carefully again, only to discover that the last few pages of the PPT also had errors.

Jiang Yanran clearly hadn't reached the end yet, which was why she hadn't noticed.

If she saw them, Jiang Yanran would definitely say his PPT was full of holes and lose her temper on the spot.

But now, there were only ten minutes left until 10:00.

But he couldn't leave it uncorrected!

Xiao Xinhao was worried sick.

In the end, he decided to first send an email to Jiang Yanran explaining the situation, and then go fix it.

But who would have known, Jiang Yanran replied in seconds.

Xiao Xinhao opened the email and saw only one sentence:

"No need to revise the PPT. Go to the finance department to get your flight reimbursed, then go to the HR department to process your resignation."

Xiao Xinhao was dumbfounded: ???