Mr President, take it easy

As soon as he arrived at the company early in the morning, Yan Zirao received a call from Jiang Yiyuan. Unsurprisingly, he was questioned and puzzled by Jiang Yiyuan.

Yan Zirao didn't bother to explain, and hung up the phone directly. He refused to give in to Zhuo Weilian's despicable conditions.

Yan Zirao wiped his face tiredly as he watched the stocks with their daily limit on the screen. There was a mountain of documents on his desk waiting for him to deal with. Everything seemed to be getting worse and worse. It's just a drop in the bucket, and it's not easy to find another investment company that is not far from zc in a while.

Now that he has been pushed to a desperate situation, those issues that he has never dared to think about, now have to be pushed to the table for consideration.

Thinking of an internal call, he interrupted his thoughts. He pressed the button, and Lan Qi's respectful voice came from the phone: "President, there is a call from Mr. Xu, do you want to transfer it for you?"

"Pick it up!" Picking up the phone, Yan Zirao picked up the phone wearily. Since the company's accident, those old guys who only cared about their own interests have been calling him, one or two for him to make up his mind. question.

In such a big company, problems can't be solved right away, coupled with the difficulty in cash flow, he simply has more energy than he wants!

Listening to the reprimand on the other end of the phone, Yan Zirao felt really irritable, and after hanging up the phone, he pressed the internal number to let Lan Qi come in.

As soon as Lan Qi came in, Yan Zirao opened his mouth and ordered: "Convene the board meeting in the afternoon, and notify all directors to attend. Let the finance department sort out all the financial statements and losses before the afternoon meeting!"

"Okay, the subordinates will inform you one by one!" Lan Qi glanced at the tired figure behind the desk. The meeting of the board of directors meant that the president was about to make a final decision.

It's just that he didn't know that Yan Zirao actually didn't make any decisions in his heart, and now, apart from being unwilling, he was more resigned to fate.

The Yan family was not founded by him alone. It can be said that it is the family business of the Yan family. If it goes bankrupt in his hands, those old guys and even the whole family will not forgive him. There is not much sadness. He is just unwilling. Not reconciled to losing to Ling Yuxing like this.

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After hanging up the phone, Lin Che knocked on the door of the president's office, stood in front of the desk and said calmly, "President, the shareholders of the Yan Corporation called. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Zirao held a board meeting and asked all directors to Must be present, you see..."

"Then postpone the schedule for the meeting in the afternoon, and I will attend in person." Looking up from the document, Ling Yuxing chuckled and looked at Lin Che, "I think Yan Zirao must have a wonderful expression when he saw me attending! So much thought has been put into this, how can you say I missed it?"

"Yes! Then this subordinate will arrange it right away. This is the share transfer agreement sent over by the lawyer. Please read it first, in case you need it in the afternoon." Handing over a black folder, Lin Che seemed to have thought of it. What, he said again: "I heard that Yan Zirao had a fight with Zhuo Weilian at the Qinguang clubhouse last night."

"What?" Ling Yuxing suddenly raised his head when he heard this, and looked at him puzzled, thinking that he had heard wrong, "Didn't Yan Zirao ask Zhuo Weilian for capital injection now? How could he fight with him?! "

This was not what he expected, nor was it planned. If it happened, how would the play go on?

Frowning slightly, he waved his hand, "Go ahead, I'll take care of it."

Taking the mobile phone, he called Shen Moyan. The person on the other end seemed to have expected that he would call, so he was not surprised to hear his questioning.

"Why didn't you tell me about this? I'm afraid you need to give me a good explanation!" Looking at the hustle and bustle of the concrete city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ling Yuxing said lightly. Because of the deviation from the plan, the expression on Jun's face was slightly a little bit gloomy.

"It's not a big deal, don't worry, he will go back and beg Zhuo Weilian if he has nowhere to go!" Shen Moyan's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone, and the lazy tone sounded like nothing serious.

"You'd better ensure that there will be no deviations in my plan, or you will clean up the mess yourself!" His plan has reached the most critical time, and he doesn't want to make any more troubles.

"Well, I know. I heard that Yan's board meeting is held today. Do you want to attend?"

"Of course, after planning for so long, I should see how Yan Zirao reacts when he sees me, and I will also clean up the mess for you. I control 40.00% of Yan's shares, and I am an outsider on the Yan's board of directors. As the president, he will not remain indifferent, either declare bankruptcy and directly lose to me, or go back and ask Zhuo Weilian for capital injection. What do you think he will choose?"

"Well, I'll wait for your good news!" Ling Yuxing attended the board meeting in person, and he had expected this result a long time ago. This was his trump card in this play, otherwise he would not have allowed Zhuo Weilian to act in such a play.

Everything is ready, only Dongfeng owes it, as long as Ling Yuxing appears on Yan's board of directors, Yan Zirao will have to reconsider Yan's future. He is also a man, and he does not believe that Yan Zirao is willing to lose to a man who has taken away his beloved woman and Rival of all careers!

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After hanging up the phone, Qian Cheng pressed the intercom and called Xing Yun in.

"Boss, are you looking for me?" Holding a stack of newly printed drawings, Xing Yun leaned over and put the folder on the desk.

"Well, you will accompany me to the set later. The advertising director just called and said that the filming of the autumn advertisement has been finished, let me go and have a look."

"Okay, then I'll go down and drive first." Responding, Xing Yun turned and walked out.

Qian Cheng looked at the time, took the bag on the desk and followed out of the office. Just as she reached the door, the mobile phone rang in her hand. She checked the caller ID and picked it up, with a businesslike tone : "President, what are your orders?"

"Are you free at noon? Let's have dinner together?" Ling Yuxing's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone, and it sounded like he was in a good mood.

"I'm not free at noon. I'm going to the studio, so I'll eat there directly. Find someone else!" Before he could speak, she hung up the phone.

When she thought that she was still suffering from back pain, she didn't have a good face.

The result of excessive indulgence is not that he is listless, but that she is exhausted, which directly affects work efficiency!

The way Pei Hang looked at her during the morning meeting made her want to dig a hole and get in!

Because she was in a bad mood, when Yuan Jia Lu Niao ran into Jiang Yiyuan on the set, she felt even more uncomfortable. She glanced at the woman standing beside her. She was the spokesperson for this autumn advertisement, the rising star of film and television, Cui Zhenzhen.

For a busy person like Jiang Yiyuan, it is obviously very important for someone who can come to visit the class during such working hours.

Seeing her, Jiang Yiyuan was obviously a little surprised. Although there was a trace of unhappiness in his eyes, he still walked over with a smile and Cui Zhenzhen beside him, "Isn't this Miss Su? What a coincidence?"

"The advertisement shot here is under the name of GM. Why do you think I'm here?" Qian Cheng looked away lightly, and said without changing his face. Facing a woman like Jiang Yiyuan, he really doesn't need a good look.

"So that's how it is. Let me introduce you. This is my good friend Cui Zhenzhen, who is the spokesperson of GM's advertisement. Zhenzhen, this is Su Qiancheng Su, the design director of GM."

Cui Zhenzhen couldn't help being a little surprised when she heard the words Su Qiancheng, with a hint of disdain and disdain on her proud face, she reached out politely despite her status: "Hi Director Su!"

"Hello!" After shaking hands lightly, Qiancheng turned his head and glanced at the studio. He really didn't want to guess what the contemptuous look on Cui Zhenzhen's face was for, so he said directly: "I won't bother you, I'll be busy first!"

As soon as she turned around, Cui Zhenzhen behind her snorted in disdain, "Xiao Yi, how can you still laugh when someone stole your boyfriend?! I really admire you!"

"Shhh...keep your voice down!" Jiang Yiyuan purposely glanced at the leaving figure, curled her lips playfully, and showed contempt on her beautiful face.

Thinking of how Yan Zirao vented his anger in the morning, although she was worried that the matter would fail, she was pleasantly surprised when she heard Zhuo Weilian's conditions.

I just don't know if Ling Yuxing would want the woman used by Zhuo Weilian!

The voices of the two were not low, obviously they were speaking to her on purpose, Qiancheng chuckled lightly, and didn't bother to talk to this kind of person, and walked towards the director around.

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[Future Small Theater] (Cute Girl PK President Daddy)

"Er Niang (abbreviation of Er Di Niang, created by Meng Niu), I heard that Daddy went to steal chickens and dogs last night, what did you say?"

Sitting on the chaise longue, the little cute girl looked left at the Empress Dowager Su standing by the bookshelf, and then at the president's father at the desk, not reconciled to being ignored by the two of them, and sowed discord as soon as she opened her mouth.

Flipping through the book in his hand, Qian Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at the little baby on the chair, chuckled softly and looked at the man on the desk, with a faint gleam in his eyes: "Niu Niu, do you think it's just your father who looks like you?" Worth, do you need to steal chickens and dogs to do bad things?"

"But how can he succeed if he doesn't sneak around?" Meng Niuniu turned to look at the man with black lines on the desk, "Daddy, please tell me the truth!"

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