The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 1244 Bitch Song Has Been Bitch Again

Qi Yuxi frowned after reading the financial statement.

The performance of all subsidiaries in the first half of the year was very good.

But after Lu Mufeng was imprisoned, all performances plummeted.

The most important reason for the decline in performance is that some companies took the opportunity to snatch the business of Fengxing Group, and some companies that have been cooperating with them have to terminate their contracts with Fengxing Group even if they pay sky-high liquidated damages.

However, the liquidated damages were not in place, and those companies had already started to cooperate with new partners, treating Fengxing Group as nothing.

These people are too much, they are simply taking advantage of the fire.

Seeing Qi Yuxi's solemn expression, Nangong Yuheng comforted him, "Don't worry, when the wind returns, we will take care of them."

"Ah."

Qi Yuxi wiped the broken hair on both sides of her forehead, and forced herself to cheer up. Since Lu Mufeng was not around, she had to take care of Fengxing Group for him.

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The board meeting was held as scheduled, Qi Yuxi and Nangong Yuheng sat on both sides of the main seat, and the main seat belonging to Lu Mufeng was vacant.

The board of directors had just started, and some directors couldn't hold back, and took the lead in attacking Qi Yuxi: "Madam Lu, Mr. Lu is a mud bodhisattva who can't protect himself from crossing the river. He can't drag our boat into the water. Please, Madam Lu, take care of yourself." For the overall situation, give up the shares, and then we will choose the right people to be the chairman and president."

As soon as the director spoke, the other directors agreed.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Lu should take the blame and resign for doing something that damages the company's reputation."

"Mrs. Lu, the company's stock has fallen sharply now, and you don't want to see the company go bankrupt, right? Now you can sell some of the stock in your hand, but once it goes bankrupt, it will be worthless!"

"We don't want to see the Fengxing Group just like this, Madam Lu, sell your shares!"

"Today, you have to make a statement no matter what. If you don't sell it, we will sell it. We can't afford it, and we dare not play it!"

Qi Yuxi got a headache from being quarreled by these profit-seeking directors.

She said coldly: "The shares in my hand are not a small amount. Even if I want to sell, it is unlikely that anyone will buy them."

As the number one chaebol in country A, Lu Mufeng has shares in Fengxing Group worth hundreds of billions. Looking at the entire country A, there are very few people who can afford this amount of money.

Obviously, these shareholders wanted to force her to sell the shares at a low price, otherwise they would not have repeatedly emphasized that once the Fengxing Group goes bankrupt, the shares in her hands will be worthless.

This group of directors clearly negotiated, so Qi Yuxi would not be fooled.

The directors present were silent, as if they were deep in thought, Qi Yuxi asked: "Whether you buy it or he buys it, whoever wants to buy shares, stand up and tell me!"

Before Qi Yuxi finished speaking, the door of the meeting room was pushed open from the outside, and a woman's sharp voice came: "I'll buy it!"

Hearing that the voice was somewhat familiar, Qi Yuxi looked up, and the face of the person who came was also similar.

She thought about it carefully, isn't that Song Xuening who was beaten into a pig's head by her before?

This Song Xuening was really wicked, she hid somewhere for a while, and then came back to stir things up again.

Song Xuening was dressed in a smart suit, with a strong aura, followed by assistants and bodyguards, and walked into the conference room flauntingly, attracting everyone's attention.

Song Xuening looked at Qi Yuxi imposingly, and the high-heeled shoes made a "click" sound when they stepped on the ground. Many directors expressed their affection to Song Xuening.

"Welcome President Song."

"Long time no see, Mr. Song."

Song Xuening greeted those directors in a slick manner, with an air of planning.

(End of this chapter)