Kill the game!Become a villain in a mysterious world

"Boss, do you really want to show up in person?"

As he was about to enter the conference hall, Ah Cheng hesitated and said:

"I'm not doubting your decision, but appearing in front of so many people is still a group of employees who have not truly belonged to Wugang. Moreover, they have just experienced such a big change, and it is difficult to control their panic. How about...give some first Are you trying to bribe some people with benefits and wait for them to calm down?"

Quan Heng listened patiently to what he said: "I remember I asked you to buy a book of Yeats's poems for me before. Do you still remember what I said about which line I liked best?"

Ah Cheng was stunned and didn't know why Quan Heng mentioned this, but he still recalled it as he was told:

“…hearts are won, never given?”

“Hearts are not had as a gift but hearts are earned.”

Quan Heng smiled, and repeated the original poem, "I don't know if Yeats wrote it with the haze of love or family affection, but there are many similarities between shopping malls and love scenes.

"Active conquest is always more efficient and effective than passive waiting - I will fight this battle myself."

"Why are you still hesitating about the boss's decision?" Song Zhutan whispered.

Besides, there are all high-level people here, so Wu Gang takes over, that is the best way out.

Now that the chairman comes in person, that is the best step for us!

Ah Cheng moved his lips, slowly calmed down, and pushed forward to open the door of the conference hall——

The light focused on the podium in front. The moment the door opened, the noisy whispers in the entire hall disappeared. Countless eyes were cast from the audience seats, which seemed to be hotter than the scorching light, full of doubts, appraisals, vigilance, and surprise. .

Most of them fell on Quan Heng's lap.

"She's still... still in a wheelchair."

"Is he really the chairman of Wu Gang? He is so young."

"Hey, is it Song Zhutan who is following her?!"

Song Zhutan stopped under the stage and stared at Quan Heng's figure.

"Om-"

Quan Heng raised his hand and pressed lightly on the microphone. A brief buzzing sound spread throughout the hall. The discussion that had just arisen was calmed down gently and forcefully, and everyone's eyes focused again.

Tang Junyi walked around from the recording room to the second floor of the conference hall, overlooking the entire hall.

"I don't think I need some formal opening remarks." Quan Heng said, his voice gentle and powerful, making people think of the seemingly calm but deeply powerful sea.

"Let me tell you some good news first. The listing application for Modern Rose was approved yesterday, and it will be officially registered for listing next week."

Approved! Register for listing? !

The managers below all looked around in disbelief at this moment. This was an earth-shaking change for the company. They had been preparing for it for five or six years! And this change can completely cancel this listing application!

"No wonder we were asked to work all night to prove it," Tang Junyi laughed. "It is indeed a powerful move that plays into his own ambitions."

"Excuse me," the designer in formal employee attire spoke, his voice slightly hollow, "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true, Designer Xu." Quan Heng chuckled.

Xu Sheng was stunned and opened his eyes in disbelief: "You know me?!"

"Of course, designer Xu Shengxu, the fishtail skirt has its own design style. It is simple and elegant without losing feminine charm. The first light gauze retro short skirt is also very distinctive."

"That work is something few people know about..."

Xu Sheng was pleasantly surprised and blushed under Quan Heng's gentle gaze. She gradually whispered, "You are overly complimentary."

"You're being modest," Quan Heng said with a smile and looked away, "Director Lu Yulu, who is next to Designer Xu, has been well-known for a long time."

Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, his originally scrutinizing and vigilant eyes were a little distracted, and he was a little caught off guard.

"Back then, when we were talking about a two-city project with a capital of 100 million in the Gujiang Quan Group, you were in charge, not Quan Lin."

Lu Yu's pupils suddenly shrank and she froze in place. That was the project for which she had all the credit taken away. No one believed her after being slandered, so she transferred to Modern Rose unconditionally.

"I have read the terms of that project. They are very measured and will not be judged as harsh, but they also take all the resources that can be fought for."

Quan Heng said with a smile on his face, "It's very powerful. Experience, skill, and courage are all indispensable."

She was naturally pretty, but her smile looked more like a painting. Lu Yu's heartbeat skipped half a beat for no reason.

After hearing what Quan Heng said, Lu Yu's stiff expression softened, and he showed a relaxed smile, "You are overly complimentary."

Quan Heng smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Build relationships and break the deadlock."

Tang Junyi whispered, "The flattery of the people below cannot be generalized from the flattery of the people above. Chairman Wugang's recognition is not only close to the people, but also a great encouragement to these professional elites who are familiar with the world. It is also the most powerful way to gather people's hearts and trust." Fast way.”

The team members behind them watched Quan Heng talk freely and couldn't help but sigh: "She has great control over the field, and the whole rhythm follows her. And she actually remembers the names and deeds of so many people, and even looks at her face to face."

"Give others respect and you can win respect." Tang Junyi kept his eyes on him, "Controlling the field is inevitable."

"I know that Modern Rose has experienced many storms since its establishment. You cannot accept the betrayal of the leader. This building is in danger and is in an extremely critical moment."

Countless eyes were focused on the audience, and there was only silence in the audience.

"Human nature sinking in the abyss of desire often cannot withstand the temptation of interests. Life has countless rules, hidden rules of fraud, and countless gloomy and biased injustices. The storm of fate will always ruthlessly destroy the hard work of countless people.

“Our survival and career will always be hindered explicitly or implicitly because of our gender, and we will be despised, questioned, suppressed, and even discouraged in the fields we love.

"We often underestimate ourselves, and society always underestimates women. But we are usually smart enough, hardworking enough, good at our jobs, have excellent ideas, and have strong execution ability. But often in such unfavorable circumstances, Forget to praise yourself proudly, you will even be suppressed to the point where you have to pretend to be submissive and give up your power." At this voice, the eyes of the audience were red, and small sobs were heard in the silence.

Song Zhutan tilted her head slightly and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"But your wisdom is extremely useful."

Her voice was gentle but firm, and her clear eyes were as bright as stars.

"So don't hide your wisdom, don't hide your edge, let alone apologize for it, show your edge and wisdom, and let the vulgar adapt to you."

Quan Heng was in the spotlight, under the light, as gentle and moist as fragile jade, but his soul was as indestructible as a rock.

“We are all striving for an era, an era where women can have the same status and the same situation as men from birth.

"And I always firmly believe that as women, we will travel to all corners of human knowledge and usher in the final victory."

The reverberating voice is warm and powerful, enveloping people's souls, and like the warm sun in autumn, it gentles the whole world in the depression season.

"I hope that until structural restrictions and oppression are completely eliminated, you will not believe that talent is the cause. Use your unique advantages and pride to win back your due achievements in the fields dominated by men.

"Whether in popular culture or in intimate relationships, we will not be objectified, dwarfed, vassalized, or petted, and we will receive truly equal love and respect."

"Of course," Quan Heng chuckled kindly, "If not, I hope we can break free from the shackles of love and gain broader freedom."

She is sitting in a wheelchair, but she is far stronger and taller than countless able-bodied people:

“I hope that we can win true independence, happiness and joy in this journey of life and not be knocked down by any storm.

"Regardless of whether we have achieved excellence in the secular sense, we can have the dignity of not being looked down upon, discriminated against or trampled on, and have the rights that any human being should enjoy. We will eventually awaken, break away from the shackles of the world, and win true light and freedom .”

Her tone is gentle and serious, with the tolerance unique to women and the confidence unique to a leader:

"At the same time, please believe that whatever cannot destroy us will make us stronger."

All the applause roared at this moment, deafening.

Tang Junyi saw that Quan Heng was calm and calm, gentle and indifferent in the eyes of everyone. It seemed that wherever she stood, she was the center of the storm, the only safe eye in all the wind and rain.

The warm morning light shines in from the broken windows of the modern building, illuminating the originally dark lobby, shining on countless faces shedding bitter tears, and also shining on countless oppressed women in the world——

Song Jingyun, dressed in formal attire, bent down and gently placed lilies in front of the tombstones of Qiu Nishang and Wei Ziyou.

On the cold tombstone, the girl with a smile like a flower was forever sealed in this small photo, sleeping in such a small box.

Song Jingyun lowered his eyes, his tied long hair blowing in the wind, watching the rising sun shine on this small cemetery.

A stretched Lincoln slowly stopped behind him. Quan Heng, who had already left the scene, slowly got out of the car and signaled Ah Cheng to pick up his things.

"Have you taken care of it?" Song Jingyun tilted his head to watch her approach.

"Well, I brought something else."

Quan Heng whispered and took the red gift box from Ah Cheng.

"Is this..." Song Jingyun was stunned for a moment, "Is it the "nice wedding dress" they designed? "

"Yes, it's still modified based on old antiques."

Quan Heng took out the wedding dress from the gift box and looked at the flowers Song Jingyun placed in front of the tomb.

"Her designs all favor the arrogant red color. Why are you so ignorant?"

Song Jingyun said "Ah" in confusion, and watched with confusion as Quan Heng took out the bright red rose petals from the gift box and sprinkled them on the girl's grave.

The flamboyant red is just like the bright life singing loudly, and the dead silence becomes vivid.

Song Jingyun opened his eyes slightly.

Quan Heng slid the lighter and placed the flame gently on the corner of the wedding dress, watching the flames burn the wedding dress and the roses dancing in the firelight.

"They don't need peaceful sobriety."

Quan Heng gently watched the petals flying from the palm of his hand:

"They are always warm and dazzling."

The red wedding dress embarks on its way back to the embrace of its owner. The warm and beautiful roses warm the cold tomb, fly when the wind blows, embrace the boundless earth, and kiss the boundless sky——

There are always so many injustices in the world, so much unreasonable oppression against gender.

I only hope that we can come into this world safely and without being filtered, that we can be treated without distinction by our parents and family when we are born, that we can receive an education of equality and freedom, and that we can have free thoughts.

Being able to get rid of the shackles of marriage and childbirth and gain true freedom as an individual. Break any gender stereotypes, be free from all forms of gender-based violence, and truly be happy as a woman.

Liberate yourself from all kinds of cultural traditions, moral concepts, and belief systems that hate and hate women, and say "I do" and "I don't want" out loud on the basis of free will.

From birth to death, we will not suffer any more suffering or injustice than the average human being because of our gender.

——No conditions required, this right is natural.

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