Chapter 135: Get cheap and sell well

Murong Cheng took Mu Zi to the China Central Place Building.
Mu Zi recognized here, the China Central Place Building, which resembles a giant, is a landmark building in Qingjiang City, and it is also the business core area of ​​Qingjiang City.
Offices, commercial buildings, hotels and clubs are gathered here, full of a strong modern business atmosphere. Many of the global Fortune 500 companies have settled here, planning a great career and prospering.
Her company can actually work in such a place, and it feels really upscale.
After thinking about it again, it seems that the owner of the China Central Place Building is the Huo Group?
Mu Zi glanced at Murong Cheng secretly. It seemed that he had a certain position in the Huo Group. Otherwise, how could he have the authority to place the company here?
The company is on the thirty-sixth floor of the building. It has been newly decorated soon, and it looks very impressive when it walks in.
Murong Cheng really didn't lie to her, the employees didn't know him, only Wang Zhan.
When everyone saw Wang Zhan, they smiled and said hello: "Manager Wang."
Wang Zhan called several leaders in the company, went to the conference room for a meeting, and introduced Murong Cheng and Mu Zi to everyone, and then led Mu Zi to visit various departments of the company.
Murong Cheng didn't intend to show any sense of existence, and went to the office alone, letting Wang Zhan stroll around with Mu Zi.
Mu Zi strolled seriously.
After all, it is her own company. She is very concerned and wants to understand as comprehensively as possible.
It was much bigger than she thought, and the customer service alone was full of an office. What Mu Zi is most interested in is the information technology department, where the staff can use computers to search for the information they want.
"Can you check everything?" Mu Zi stared at the constantly sliding information link on the computer, somewhat eager to try.
The staff member said: "As long as you have left a trace on the Internet, you can basically find it."
Mu Zi thought for a while and reported Zhou Jiaying's courier number to the staff.
"Can the buyer's account be found?"
The technician knew that Mu Zi was the president of the company, and he was very pleased. He saw that she was pure and beautiful, and the male instinct drove him to perform well.
He not only found out the buyer's account, but also cracked the password.
Mu Zi was overjoyed, "You are amazing!"
Mensao's technical nerd smiled shyly.
Mu Zi asked him to log in to the account and found that it was not Zhou Jiaying. The user's real-name verification showed that he was a 17-year-old boy with a strange name.
Mu Zi couldn't help frowning, what kind of grudge does this person and Jiang Huan have?
She checked the purchase record of this person. Except for the large simulation appliance, there was nothing unusual about the other products. Most of them were celebrity peripheral products. Is it a star fan?
"Can you print a copy of his related information for me?" Mu Zi asked the technician softly, very polite.
"No problem, it will be done right away!"
The staff went to prepare the information, and Mu Zi went shopping elsewhere.
To be sure, as Murong Cheng said, the company has mature operations and everything is in order. Even Wang Zhan is just a part-time job, and the real managerial position is taken by insiders.
Mu Zi was in a good mood, and Murong Cheng liked this gift very much.
She has an advantage in that she will not spoil things because of her anger, the chef’s meticulous cooking, the tailor’s meticulous cutting, and such a company that has gone through a difficult period of entrepreneurship and is on the right track. Although it is from Murong Cheng’s hands, She is willing to respect and appreciate.
This kind of statement seems to be a little bit cheaper and still behaved?
Mu Zi has a hot face...
When Wang Zhan took her back to the office, Murong Cheng was talking on the phone.
He speaks French with beautiful and pure pronunciation, which surprised Mu Zi a little.
"Back?" Murong Cheng saw her come in, said something to the other end of the phone, and then ended the call.
"How do you like it?" he asked with a smile.