Han Lan was not surprised that Liu Rong guessed what he was thinking, and nodded with a smile and said, "Well, after the board of directors is formed, the next CEO will be selected from them and continue with the Tomahawk Group. Let's start with Ding Qiuwen, the oldest and most capable, and can convince the public."

"I didn't learn this at first. I was a little helpless when I took over the Tomahawk Entertainment. My dad was in poor health. If I didn't force the palace to replace him, I guess we will only see his portrait at this moment."

"Hahaha..." Liu Rong couldn't help but laugh.

After Han Lan finished laughing, she sighed again: "I actually haven't really liked the feeling of being in a high position."

"I know, you like singing and dancing RAP, hahaha..."

"..." Han Lan rolled her eyes.

God loves singing and dancing RAP.

but……

Han Lan quickly thought about it: "Actually, singing and dancing RAP is good, just be yourself on the stage. In the years of being in charge of the Tomahawk Group, it has taken too much time for me. I don't have much time to spend with Xuan'er. In the future, if we have children, I don't want my children to almost meet my father as I remember..."

Liu Rong understood what he meant.

When Han Lan was still very young, Han Yiping was overwhelmed by the company's trivial matters and could hardly spare any time to accompany him. In Han Lan's childhood memories, more of her mother.

Since I was a child, I learned piano, singing, dancing, and even putting on makeup was taught by my mother.

One day, Han Yiping saw that he was about to be taken into a girl by his mother He Xiaolan and became a celestial and quiet person, so he took the time to teach him something and deliberately scolded him.

Therefore, in Han Lan's childhood memory, it seems that she can only see her father when she is trained. Therefore, in order to make her father happy and spend more time with her, Han Lan always practices privately.

Why did Liu Rong know these things? Because he is a coach.

So, in fact, Han Lan in this world is quite powerful, and it almost perfectly connected after Han Lan traveled over.

"The external crisis of the Tomahawk Group has not been resolved yet, right?" Liu Rong reminded.

"I know, I'm not completely leaving my hands. Moreover, Ding Qiuwen and the others have the ability to deal with it. They are the same management team, and there will not be much change in overall strategy."

"Okay, I'm too lazy to say more about your company anyway." Liu Rong smiled, "It's great. You can be a little more leisurely after resigning. I've asked you to learn more about me. Why do you make yourself so tired? Do you want to come to my club to play a profession after you leave? With you joining, our team will definitely win the championship!"

"I thought too much. Even if I quit my position as CEO, I'm just a little free. I just spent more time with Xuan'er. It's impossible for me to be as idle as you."

"Why am I idle? I am contributing to China's e-sports! Your company says it's from e-sports? Is it a fun thing to be together with you?"

"What is the real professional player called e-sports? Aren't you just playing with tickets? Don't insult e-sports."

"..." Liu Rong was so angry that he was cold and went downstairs to find An Keke with his wine glass.

Han Lan shook her head helplessly, sitting alone on the balcony, blowing the natural wind, and skewing the strings, listening to the sound of playfulness coming from time to time downstairs.

This is the life he imagined in his previous life.

...

...

How many days later? The Demon City.

Li Fu took a special car to Hongrui Group headquarters.

He has not been to China for almost two years since he immigrated to the Lighthouse Country.

Two years are not short, but not long. At least in the past two years in Lighthouse Country, I feel that nothing has changed much.

When I returned to China, even the Demon City seemed to be somewhat different from what he remembered.

In the past two years, I have seen a lot of Chinese figures in the news, such as artificial sun, manned moon landing, and quantum computers that refresh records. It sounds awesome? But for Li Fu, his perception is not strong.

Until after leaving the airport, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

Has the air improved?

Maybe.

Li Fu wiped his nose, as if he had noticed something.

On this road? It seems that there is no fuel car to see?

Even the special car provided to him by the hotel is also new energy.

No wonder there is no advanced "pushing feeling" of the fuel car and the roar of the engine, and there is no feeling of the car at all? Negative review.

Li Fu curled his lips and turned his head to watch a two-story green bus driving past him. He drove on two black parallel lines like railroad tracks, somewhat similar to the trams from earlier times.

Alas~ I live a life more and more, and even this kind of antique thing is painted and used.

Why are there no wires on it?

It seems that there are not railroad tracks below, but it seems that there are two black lines drawn on the road.

It's so ugly, there's no design beauty at all.

The driver's seat...the glass reflects, invisible.

Li Fu curled his lips again, took out his cell phone and lowered his head to browse the phone. He was too lazy to see these garbage items again.

The internet speed in big cities is still so good, and anything can be opened in seconds without lag.

It's similar to when I was in N City, Lighthouse Country.

China is doing well in this regard.

Li Fu nodded with a smile and secretly gave him encouragement.

"Mr. Li, we're here." The driver reminded.

"Yes." Li Fu nodded, put away his phone, and tidied up his clothes.

After the car stopped, the driver came over to help open the car door before getting off the car in shiny leather shoes.

He was full of energy and felt like returning home in glory.

Of course, this is no longer his hometown.

He once left in a mess, but now he has returned as a citizen of the Lighthouse Country. As Mr. Yang, he is naturally incomparable.

From the reactions of all the employees in the hotel he stayed at, we can see what nobleness is?

"Mr. Li, please come here."

"Um."

Li Fu checked the suit he customized in Lighthouse Country again and walked into the lobby proudly.

While waiting, I ordered a cup of cappuccino, but the taste was not as authentic as I had previously drank abroad. After taking a sip, I didn't want to drink it anymore. I put it aside and patiently waited for the reception of Xu Jiahong, chairman of Hongrui Capital.

Before coming, he had already obtained an appointment through some channels.

So, after waiting for about twenty minutes, I saw the front desk lady coming over to invite him upstairs.

Li Fu nodded with a smile, stood up gracefully from the cheap artificial leather sofa, got into the elevator under the guidance of Hongrui Capital employees, and went up the way.

In my heart, I feel quite emotional.

A young employee and artist agent in China, now a change of nationality can be on par with capital tycoons like Xu Jiahong.

This is the strength of the Lighthouse Country!

"Mr. Li, our chairman's meeting is about ten minutes away. You can wait here first." The secretary led him to the outside of the chairman's office with a smile, and found him a seat to sit first.

Seeing her flattering smile on her face, Li Fu nodded and sat down to wait for others.

The secretary always felt that his eyes looked at people were strange, but he still smiled politely. He went back to his desk and was too lazy to pour him a cup of coffee.
Chapter completed!