After rebirth, the big guy always wants to occupy me

There are only a few business data of Qiao's in recent years. It is not difficult to convince a group of shareholders.

All the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. Some of these old shareholders may care about love, but this love is worthless in the face of practical interests.

In fact, he Wenfeng has been very cautious in recent years. Every investment failure seems to be a reasonable outcome, but it can't stand being spread out by Qiao Zhiyu.

How reasonable is the loss? Isn't it a loss?

Which company wants a decision maker who will fail forever?

At this point, whoever takes over will not be he Wenfeng.

At least in the view of many shareholders, he Wenfeng is not so important now that Qiao Zhiyu takes the lead.

Qiao Zhiyu knows the reasons for he Wenfeng's repeated investment failures. These facts have been clearly spread in front of Qi Zhanxing as early as the day she met Qi Zhanxing.

But now is not the time to expose, besides

She has to let he Wenfeng feel the consequences of being smart and lifting a stone to hit her feet, doesn't she?

Although he Wenfeng couldn't be driven away immediately, Qiao Zhiyu's trip today was enough to shake his foundation.

The long and trivial meeting lasted until 7 p.m. when Qiao Zhiyu got up and left.

He Wenfeng smiled as she passed by.

"Mr. He, remember to move out of Qiao's old house as soon as possible, otherwise you will not only be swept out by the company."

He Wenfeng's face was livid, his cheeks were swollen because of his clenched teeth, and his forehead was blue and protruding, ferocious like a ghost.

"Bastard! I'm your own father! Do you still have some humanity?"

Qiao Zhi waved his hand without looking back.

"I never talk about human nature with animals."

Joke!

As for the scum like he Wenfeng, do you also deserve to mention the word human nature? If he had human nature, how could he abuse his own daughter to death? If he had human nature, how could he marry his mistress when his wife had just died for less than 100 days?

It's just an ungrateful, selfish and cold animal.

As soon as Qiao Zhiyu drove into Qi's house, a baby faced bodyguard greeted him.

"Miss Qiao, just leave the car to me to park. Please hurry in."

Qiao Zhiyu has a little impression of this man. It seems that his name is Tang Chi.

She glanced at the brightly lit hall, and her eyebrows jumped twice: "what happened?"

Tang Chi glanced at her piteously and gently reminded her, "you're too late."

"..." Qiao Zhiyu looked down at his watch.

It's eight forty-five.

Thinking of Qi Zhanxing's last haggling over time, Qiao Zhiyu was speechless.

She was silent for a moment, threw the car key to Tang Chi, turned and entered the house.

Qi Zhanxing is leaning on the sofa to read the documents. A male servant is standing next to him with a tablet computer. He is reading the financial news in a straight voice. It is simply a dual-purpose to a heinous extent.

About to hear the footsteps, the man with a condensed look slowly raised his head, and a sneer escaped from the corners of his mouth.

"Do you know how to come back?"

Qiao Zhiyu pretends to be calm and takes off his coat and gives it to the maid.

"I don't even know that Mr. Qi still has access control here?"

Qi Zhanxing heard her sarcasm and moved his eyebrows slightly: "you must get home before six o'clock. Next time, you don't have to go out."

It's unreasonable!

Qiao Zhiyu restrained his temper and tried to calm down: "it seems that there is no such thing in our agreement."

Because there was a male servant, Qiao Zhi swallowed the word "maintenance contract" and changed it to a relatively euphemism.

Qi Zhanxing threw away the document and knocked on the tea table.

"What about the contract?"

After a pause, Joe realized what he meant and frowned, "it's in the bedside table drawer in my room."

Qi Zhanxing raised his fingertips and said, "go get it."

A male servant bowed down and hurried upstairs into Qiao Zhiyu's bedroom.

Two minutes later, the male servant respectfully handed the contract to Qi Zhanxing.

The man turned directly to the last page and wrote a few words quickly with a pen. Then he threw a paper tape and pen on the table and hooked his fingers at Qiao Zhiyu.

"Come and have a look."

Qiao Zhiyu looked up and saw the neat printed contract with more lines of large characters.

——You can't go out for more than eight hours each time. You must get home before 6 p.m.

Qiao Zhiyu: "

It's beyond my imagination.

Can the proposed contract be supplemented manually?

She swallowed the old blood gushing down her throat and tried to reason with Qi Zhanxing.

"Mr. Qi, you are restricting my personal freedom. I am an adult. The setting of access control time is too harsh."

Go out for eight hours and go home at six. Is she a 9-to-5 office worker or a primary school student on time?

Qi Zhanxing's face was not good: "are you talking to me about terms?"

"..." Qiao Zhiyu had a headache. "It seems that I'm not the one who changed the contract without authorization?"

Is it all right to change the contract?

"This clause appears after I sign it. Of course I have the right to refuse, don't I?"

Qi Zhanxing was silent for two seconds and handed the contract to the maid who read the financial news for him.

"Take it, reprint it and add the last one."

A few minutes later, the second revised contract was put in front of Qiao Zhiyu again.

Qi Zhanxing flexed his fingers and pushed the pen to Qiao Zhiyu's hand.

"Sign."

Qiao Zhiyu was really shocked this time.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to be helpless or sigh for Qi Zhanxing's strange childish behavior.

"Mr. Qi, I will not cooperate with such unreasonable behavior."

"Do you think you can rest easy by stripping he Wenfeng from the power center?" Qi Zhan leaned his elbow against the armrest of the sofa and said calmly, "without recovering the funds, Qiao is just an empty shell. He Wenfeng can start a new stove at any time, and you will face the bankruptcy of the company while taking over Qiao, and then have nothing."

"..." Qiao Zhiyu was puzzled. She knew that Qi Zhanxing had great powers and covered the sky with one hand in the business district, but how long she had left the company, and the man had found out the cause and effect?

How terrible is such an intelligence network?

Qi Zhanxing seems to think of something interesting, which means he doesn't know what to do.

"No, you can't be nothing. At that time, you will have tens of billions of debt."

Qiao Zhiyu: "

I have to admit that if he Wenfeng is really let go, the result waiting for her will be exactly what Qi Zhanxing said.

She closed her eyes and picked up the pen.

"I'll sign."

Qiao Zhiyu, who signed the contract again, was in a very complicated mood. He was unwilling to take it with him, and his heart was blocked badly.

She put down her pen, glanced at Qi Zhanxing and suddenly smiled.

"Mr. Qi is in such a hurry to add terms for fear that I won't come back?" Qiao Zhiyu stood up and approached Qi Zhanxing. He put his hands on his side and his eyes were very hooked. "Can't you leave me?"

Qi Zhanxing: "

The heart stirring fragrance is close at hand and attracts Qi Zhanxing's attention like an addictive poison.

He gazed at Qiao Zhiyu with deep eyes for a long time, suddenly stretched out his hand around her waist, picked up the person horizontally, and walked towards the master bedroom quickly and steadily.

Qiao Zhiyu: "

She really just wanted to add some blocking to Qi Zhanxing, but how did it develop like this?

Qiao Zhiyu couldn't get rid of it. He didn't grasp the door handle until he came in and stopped Qi Zhanxing's footsteps.

"Mr. Qi, do you remember our cold war?"

Qi Zhan shot at her wrist. When Qiao Zhiyu felt pain and let go, he kicked the door, threw the little woman who could die hard on the bed and leaned over.

"I forgot."