little grandpa, be nice

Chapter 646

Everyone looked towards the door of the meeting room.

One of the directors said: "Come in." There must be something urgent to knock on the door at this time.

Otherwise, I wouldn't bother the board of directors this time.

The subordinates who came to work in Shen's all understood these principles.

Therefore, the directors did not hesitate and waited for outsiders to come in and report.

The door opened and it was the department manager.

The manager's expression was obviously very strange, as if something big had happened.

A director saw it and asked, "What happened? Tell me."

The manager lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly, and reported the news he had just received: "Something has happened, directors, Shen's stock has plummeted, and it has reached the limit, and someone is selling it on a large scale at this time. If things go on like this, the Shen family will be declared bankrupt by the bank."

The manager's words were like a bomb, exploding in the hearts of all directors.

They all turned pale.

What the hell is going on here?

"What happened? How did this happen?" There is also a reason for the stock price limit.

Could it be that the stockholders knew about Shen Yeting's death, coupled with the bombardment reports by the reporters, caused the price limit to drop all of a sudden?

"It's possible that Mr. Shen's death has been confirmed, or else it wouldn't be like this."

"How should this be?"

"It's over, Mrs. Shen is going to be over."

Once the stock falls to the limit, it means that the shares in their hands are blank paper.

Being suppressed by a big company at this time, and directly declared bankrupt by the bank, Shen's will be forced to auction.

At that time, it will be useless for anyone to come.

The Shen family doesn't matter to them, but the shares of the Shen family in their hands are very important to them.

The directors started making phone calls one after another, using their abilities, and suddenly the meeting room became a mess.

In contrast, there was a nest of porridge in the conference room, and Han Shaochen in the CEO's office leisurely packed his things.

He packed up his things and walked out of the office.

He Zhiyu walked out of the office and subconsciously looked at the secretary's desk.

Seeing that she still didn't come, a sarcastic smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

It seems that Zhou Taosheng has taken action.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for He Zhiyu not to come to the company to monitor his every move.

Monitor when it is useful, lest he mess around.

When it's useless, discard it and let it run its course.

Zhou Tao made this chess move just right.

Han Shaochen's eyes were gloomy, and he walked into the elevator with his belongings.

Looking at the back, it seems that there is no unwillingness.

However, no one can know what Han Shaochen would think...

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On the other side, the hospital.

Yan Weichu lay on the hospital bed, watching the latest news reported on TV.

Almost every channel is taking turns reporting on the plane crash of Shen Yeting, president of the Shen Corporation.

Yan Weichu watched calmly.

Because she met Shen Yeting last night, she knew how to proceed.

"Knock, knock, knock." Someone knocked on the door.

Yan Weichu glanced at the door of the ward, and said, "Come in."

A doctor in a white coat walked in, wearing a huge mask.

After closing the door of the ward and walking to the bed, he took off his mask and put his hands in his pockets: "How do you feel?"

Yan Weichu instinctively looked at her.

This face, she knew, was the doctor who treated Shen Yeting's sequelae.

Although the number of times they met is only a handful, she still remembers Shen Yeting's people and events vividly.

(End of this chapter)