little grandpa, be nice

Chapter 643
Then he comes first!
Zhou Taosheng thought about it, went to the entrance to change his shoes, and went out.

Han Shaochen sat on Shen's office chair.

Looking at the pile of documents in front of him.

He finally understood how much pressure he was under when he sat in this position.

Especially in the face of pressure and covetousness brought by various aspects.

It turned out that so many people thought about Shen's death, and then carve up...

Those projects that were done before were snatched away, and those that were intercepted midway were intercepted midway.

Some have already signed the contract, and the other party would rather lose money than cooperate with Shen.

If things go on like this, Shen will end sooner or later.

Once the word-of-mouth is gone, I dare not have partners and come to cooperate.

And I don't know who released the news that Shen Yeting was dead.

When I was on the board of directors, it was said that Shen Yeting was abroad.

Once the news is known by the board of directors, it will not only face external pressure, but also internal pressure.

Internal and external troubles, this is the biggest blow.

Han Shaochen frowned and sighed deeply.

"Dingling..." The landline in front of me rang.

Han Shaochen reached out and picked up the microphone.

He just reached his ear and said, "Hello."

I just heard the other party quickly say: "Mr. Han, it's not good. There are reporters outside the company who say they want to interview you."

reporter?
Han Shaochen stood up and looked down through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

I saw a crowd of people in front of Shen's gate.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed a reporter.

And there are also some unknown eaters...

In today's society, there is only one thing that happens, and the people who eat melons and the people watching want to know what happened.

Especially the famous Shen family.

How many pairs of eyes are staring, and how many people want to watch a good show.

Now in his hands, some people want the praying mantis to catch the cicada and the oriole to come and eat a piece of fat last.

"Well, don't let them in."

"Yes."

After ordering the front desk, there was a knock on the office door.

Han Shaochen said, "Come in."

Someone from outside hurried in, it was Han Shaochen's assistant.

"Mr. Han, it's not good, it's not good, all the directors are here, and an emergency board meeting is going to be held."

"Where's Secretary He?" After Han Shaochen came to the company today, he didn't see He Zhiyu.

Before, I had already come to work to monitor her, why did she disappear today?
Han Shaochen felt strange.

"I didn't see Secretary He, do you need your subordinates to call Secretary He?" the assistant asked for instructions.

"unnecessary."

Han Shaochen has no interest in He Zhiyu, and where she goes is none of his business.

Just curious, why did she suddenly disappear, doesn't she need to monitor him?

All kinds of signs indicate that someone is behind the scenes, otherwise it would not be such a coincidence.

There are very few coincidences in this world, and there are not so many so-called coincidences.

Therefore, he believed that some people wished for his death.

Han Shaochen got up, walked out of the office, and went directly to the meeting room.

Now that all the shareholders are here, he wants to see what's going on today.

Walked into the meeting room and looked at the people.

Sure enough, the shareholders were already seated, waiting for him to come.

As soon as Han Shaochen walked in, all the shareholders were vicious.

Because their own interests are involved, and it is about wasted money, how could they not be angry.

These days, they already knew what Han Shaochen did.

None of the projects were completed, not to mention the loss of several billion, and even the stocks were falling.

According to this frequency, Shen will finish playing sooner or later.

The reason why he agreed at the beginning was entirely for Shen Yeting's sake. No matter what Shen Yeting said now, he was dead as the rumors...

(End of this chapter)