After rebirth, the big guy always wants to occupy me

He Wenfeng has been extremely happy recently. He changed the money he used to get out of his investment failure and "earned" it again. In just two months, Qiao, who had begun to decline, is booming again. All shareholders are happy, and no one will talk about his past.

What if they suspect that Qiao Zhiyu's death has something to do with him? At this time, will someone still have trouble with money?

For he Wenfeng, whose nature is highly similar to that of a blood sucking leech, how can he directly take Qiao as his own with the money of the Qiao family and have a more sense of achievement?

Isn't Qiao Weijun an old man who doesn't like him?

Now his hard work has not fallen into the hands of he Wenfeng?

In the past two months, Qiao Zhiyu had no news. Even the police had given up the search and rescue. Although it was not stated clearly, everyone knew that Qiao Zhiyu was dead in nine cases out of ten.

He Wenfeng feels that he has been at ease and wants to completely occupy Qiao as soon as possible. Today is Qiao Zhiyu's 24th birthday. As long as today passes, even if Qiao Zhiyu is still 'missing', he will become Qiao's real master.

Tut, I've been unhappy with Qiao's name for a long time. It's better to change it directly to he's group. As soon as he saw the company name, he thought of Qiao Weijun!

He Wenfeng informed the major shareholders of the meeting as early as two days ago. Although it was not stated clearly, everyone knew that the purpose of the meeting was to discuss the ownership of Qiao.

"Thanks a lot to Mr. Ye some time ago. If you hadn't taught the people in the company so well, my projects wouldn't have been so successful." he Wenfeng said sarcastically with a smile when passing Ye Wenbo, "Before the three-month deadline, I've won. Should ye always pack up and leave? It's a pity. It's hard to find jobs outside now."

Ye Wenbo closed the folder with a smile: "thank you, why bother for me, but don't you think it's too early for you to be happy?"

"Early?" he Wenfeng said, "I don't think so."

He tidied up his tie, went to the long table in the conference room and smiled with satisfaction: "Everyone must know the reason for inviting you here today, so I won't delay. My ex-wife left a will before her death, hoping that my daughter Qiao Zhiyu and I could take over Qiao when we reached the age of 24, but my daughter disappeared in a car accident two months ago, which made me very painful and even confused. I managed the company for the sake of Pave the way for her. I didn't want to be in the head, but there was an accident... "

He Wenfeng talked about his hard work for Qiao, his expectations for Qiao Zhiyu's daughter, and the blow from white haired people to black haired people. What he said was a true feeling. He almost believed it.

"Poof." Ye Wenbo couldn't help laughing. In an instant, everyone in the conference room saw it. He covered his mouth with one hand and waved his other hand weakly. "Sorry, I just think this joke is very good. I couldn't help it for a moment. Mr. He, go on."

Shareholders: "..." although they also listen as jokes, they don't hit people in the face. You can hold back and don't laugh!

He Wenfeng's nose was crooked and took a deep breath for several times before he said, "President ye, you are promoted by Zhiyu. Even if her life and death are uncertain, you don't have to take her as a joke?"

An old shareholder helped to say, "isn't it? Even if people take tea to cool, it doesn't have to cool so fast."

"Hey, young people today are impetuous and don't know how to be grateful at all."

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A group of people denounced Ye Wenbo, as if he had done something that people and gods were angry with, but did his best to flatter he Wenfeng, the culprit.

Do they really not know the truth? Do they really not see he Wenfeng's ambition?

Of course not. These people just value the benefits of real gold and silver more than their conscience.

Ye Wenbo leaned back in his chair and ironically pulled down the corners of his mouth: "president he really has the ability to train himself a group of old dogs that point and bite so quickly."

"Mr. Ye, you've gone too far!" he Wenfeng pretended to be indignant. "I know that Zhiyu attaches great importance to you, but you can't help but pay attention to the shareholders. These are the elders of the company and the foundation of Qiao's development so far! If you don't change the abnormal degree, the company can't accommodate you!"

After all, I just want to take the opportunity to kick ye Wenbo out of Qiao.

Ye Wenbo sat motionless and even played with his fingers: "as I said, Mr. He, you are too anxious. Now miss Qiao is just missing. Why is it your turn to be the master of Qiao's family?"

"The company needs a manager who has the right to speak. I do this for the long-term development of Qiao. What's more, I'm the father of Zhiyu. Will I covet the property under my daughter's name? I just keep the company for her and their efforts for my father and wife. I, he Wenfeng, will put my words here today. As long as Zhiyu comes back, Qiao is her! I'm here A father will never touch anything! "

"Really?"

The door of the conference room was pushed open. Qiao Zhiyu came in surrounded by the bodyguards with a smile.

She stood still in front of the stunned he Wenfeng, turned her head and smiled softly, "then I'll thank Mr. He for taking care of the company for me first."

He Wenfeng's face turned pale and almost couldn't stand steadily: "you, how do you..."

How is that possible?

How could Qiao Zhiyu be alive after such a serious car accident? Didn't the scar man who took his money say he saw Joe Zhiyu's car hit down the mountain with his own eyes?

"Are you disappointed to see me?"

Qiao Zhiyu motioned to the bodyguard behind him. Several big men immediately came forward and dragged he Wenfeng away in cold sweat.

After there was nothing in the way, Qiao Zhiyu sat down at the head calmly, and his sparkling eyes flashed one by one over the shareholders who had just spoken for he Wenfeng.

"It seems that no one here welcomes me? What's the matter? Don't I, the real heir, have He Wenfeng, the beast occupying the nest of the dove and the magpie, qualified to sit here?"

Several shareholders all turned pale, and their eyes were in real panic.

——Pop, pop, pop.

The crisp applause slowed to a disease. Ye Wenbo clapped his hands lazily, but his face was full of laughter.

"Of course you're welcome. Miss Qiao is right to sit here, oh, No." he added as if he suddenly remembered something. "You're 24 years old. It's time to call you Qiao Dong from now on."

He Wenfeng was limping to the ground and watched Qiao Zhiyu and ye Wenbo sing and make peace. His suit was wet with cold sweat.

"You... Deliberately?" deliberately pretending to die to cheat him?