After lunch, Chen Yansen got up to take his leave.
His trip to Yanjing had come to a successful conclusion.
On the way to the airport, Gao Weilin was still texting an old classmate. The message was something along the lines of: "The bosses in the Mainland have more money than sense. Get over here, quick!"
'He'd been so swamped lately, he was about to lose his mind!'
'He had to find more people to share the workload.'
Otherwise, just handling the financing and M&A for Kuai Pao, Fast Taxi, Byte, and Gaode Map would be enough to burn him out completely.
"Old Gao, when you get a chance, find a headhunting firm on Hong Kong Island to poach someone for me."
Chen Yansen said suddenly.
"Poach someone?"
Gao Weilin paused for a moment, then asked, "Who are we poaching, Boss?"
