I really don't want to be red

Hearst put his hands on his stomach and looked at Sanchez from behind his glasses. "Mr. Sanchez, what do you mean? You mean you're investigating us?"

In fact, what is Hal's hobby, everyone is not interested in knowing.

After staying in the entertainment industry for so long, who doesn't have a little hobby.

"Chaos" is entertainment.

In this place, if others can't bear it, you will have to bear it, and if others can't bear it, you will have to bear it even more.

How to be shameless, including life and private life, is the same.

Hal is someone else's little lover, which is shocking to the outside world, but it's a fart here.

Not surprising at all.

What everyone cares about is that Sanchez is actually investigating them behind the scenes, which is unbearable.

Everyone knows that it's okay for things like Hal, but who wouldn't be devastated if it were to be exposed?

This is the rope in Sanchez's hands. In the future, he will lead everyone to walk as he wants.

Who can bear this!
Lao Tzu is a shareholder, not your dog.

Sanchez laughed out loud, "It's not me, and I don't have the time to investigate you."

"Then how do you know?" Hearst's tone turned cold, and he put his hands in his pockets, "We know your style of doing things, you can do anything."

If your wife can race into a concrete pillar, what else can't you do?

This thing is fundamental to you, right?
Hearst said coldly: "Who would believe it? If you didn't investigate, how would you know about Hal's privacy?"

In order to take care of Hal's emotions, Hearst spoke very tactfully.

"Oh, come on everyone, do you think that no one is watching you from behind except me!" Sanchez said contemptuously, "Do you know how I know these things? Did you know it from Liu Zaiyuan?"

"You went to Liu Zaiyuan's office last night?"

Hal keenly grasped this point, and said loudly: "Sanchez, Liu Jae-won's death must be related to you. You forced him to death?"

"Okay, okay, I did go to Liu Zaiyuan's office last night, but so what? Can it be said that I must have killed the man? Does his death have something to do with me?"

Sanchez looked at the crowd, "Everyone, the person who collected your information is Liu Jae-won, not someone else, but the guy who jumped from upstairs."

There was contempt and contempt in his tone, as if to say that everyone was a fool.

But everyone didn't seem to believe his words.

"He's dead, you can say whatever you want." Hal sneered, "He can't talk anyway, right? Mr. Sanchez."

Sanchez sighed, "Do you know? I was at Liu Zaiyuan's place last night and got all of your black material. He has collected it for several years!"

"But what do I think, do you know?" Sanchez pointed to the file bag on the table, "I brought all the things, and I want to return them to you, so that you can be clean and you have no worries! I I never thought of threatening you with these things!"

"But what did you do to me?" Sanchez patted his chest and said, "You want me to get out of here, and you want to pour dirty water on me!"

As he spoke, he walked up to his seat and poured out the contents of the document bag with a "crash".

"It's Hal's!" He threw a small bag at Hal.

"It's Hearst's!"

"It's Merrick's."

"This is Marianne's..."

Every time he called a name, he threw a small file bag in front of people.

A lot of 23 file bags appeared in front of everyone.

The first thing these shareholders do is to open the file bag to see what their black material is.

Many people turn green when they open the file bag.

Hal looked at the picture of himself and McCread, his lips trembling and his face pale.

When this matter broke out, even if McCread liked him, he probably would have to distance himself from him.

If he fails, he will be penniless and fall directly from heaven to hell.

It's okay, it's okay, this thing is in my hands now.

wait?

According to Sanchez's temperament, can he not keep a copy of this thing?
"My God, how could this happen!"

"Who the hell took this picture? I was also discovered by someone."

"Absurd, this is simply absurd, it's all fake, I'm doing well, I never did these things."

When many of you read the materials, you can't help but speak out.

But everyone was nervous.

Everyone knows Sanchez's character and behavior, and he has reserved a copy of these things in his hand.

If he didn't make preparations, he wouldn't be a normal person.

To be honest, if it were them, they would also make a backup copy and put it there in case of emergency.

You never know when it will come in handy.

For a while, the atmosphere was heavy, and everyone was looking at their own information.

Recalling the situation at that time in my mind, what went wrong, I took the opportunity to take a photo.

Some people were shocked and angry, and felt uneasy. These black materials are in the hands of Sanchez. How can they live a good life in the future?
Let you be a dog and you have to be a dog.

"Guys, I didn't keep anything in my hands. What you see is everything!" Sanchez said sincerely: "I don't want to destroy our relationship because of these things! I don't want to use threats to strengthen my position!"

"If everyone still wants me to step down, then start voting now, I am willing to accept all decisions of the board of directors!"

What you say, a dog, is nice enough.

What do you mean you accept all decisions?
Now you dare to accept, we dare not vote.

What the hell, isn't it a threat to us when these things are thrown out?
Words can really speak.

Still pretending to be pitiful.

After Sanchez's words came out, many people were a little at a loss. Everyone was well ventilated beforehand, but what should we do now?
Big eyes and small eyes, you look at me and I look at you.

After a while, Hurst coughed and said, "Everyone, I think everyone should consider the proposal just now carefully. After all, Sanchez has managed the company well for so many years and has made great contributions to expanding the business territory. All of him should be wiped out for one thing!"

"I agree!" Marianne was the first to agree, "I don't think we need to mention this matter."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Sanchez's ability is worthy of recognition!"

"I don't think there are any other suitable candidates..."

Everyone agreed one after another, but Bahat and Hal were embarrassed.

They are the first to bring up things, and they are the first to raise their hands.

It's good now, it's too late, it's all their fault, the clown has become both of them.

The two were so angry that they couldn't do anything about it. Who knew that Sanchez had such a big killer in his hand?

Sanchez looked at the two with a half-smile, "You two, do you have any opinions?"