Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Gu Beihua twisted his brows and wanted to shout at her impatiently, but his voice suddenly seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

Yes, Mingming song dongrou has never been in touch with the relevant affairs of the company for so many years. Why did the board of directors suddenly change hands and become her supporter, and she did not hesitate to bet all her shares in her hands.

This kind of desperate approach sounds irrational. Even the craziest gamblers may not be able to do such a thing, let alone a group of sophisticated financiers.

What did song dongrou do? What kind of generous conditions did she offer? She could make those directors crazy.

Is it really for the so-called former friendship with the song group?

No, it's impossible.

As soon as this conjecture appeared, Gu Beihua was ruthlessly strangled in the cradle.

He closed his eyes gently, and he couldn't help laughing.

What kind of friendship is deep, what kind of kindness should be rewarded by the spring, but all of them are just grand excuses.

The essence of human beings is dirty and greedy. In order to pursue what they want, they can do whatever they want. Money and interest in front of what feelings, it is naive children will consider things.

Adult's world does not need warm emotion, which is similar to crayon graffiti as naive and ridiculous decoration.

But in addition to the title of Miss Song, song dongrou alone does not seem to have any extra value.

No matter from the aspect of appearance or the power she controls now, she has no advantage, and nothing makes Gu Beihua feel fresh.

Thinking of this, Gu Beihua's face quietly twisted a little.

He slightly narrowed his eyes, his eyes suddenly became cold, just that pale weak moment disappeared clean, can't find a trace.

Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Xue Yunlan worried and touched his elbow, "Beihua, Beihua?"

Gu Beihua gave a slight wink at the bottom of his eyes and said "um" carelessly.

Xue Yunlan asked tentatively, "who else is helping her in the company now?"

Gu Beihua choked. For a moment, he didn't know how to reply.

How can he say it? Do you want to tell Xue Yunlan that he is the only one in the company now, and there is no second person willing to stand on his side?

Gu Beihua thought for a moment and said vaguely, "there is a man named Song Yi."

Xue Yunlan, after a while, asked, "were they relatives of song dongrou's family before?"

Gu Beihua didn't expect to rely on her to analyze something. He just answered carelessly. His thought had already run to the distance of 18000 miles to find his own way of thinking.

Sure enough, Xue Yunlan lived up to his expectations. After thinking seriously for a while, he said blankly, "song... Song what, how did he help song dongrou to the position of deputy general manager?"

Gu Beihua forced to close his eyes, moved his lips dryly and said, "I don't know."

Xue Yunlan is very dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude. He hums coldly and complains, "I might as well have let me be GM's deputy general manager before I knew you

Gu Beihua was upset by her quarrel, but he couldn't spare any energy to quarrel with her. He could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, pretending that he didn't hear her ridiculous complaint. He half opened his eyes and said, "I'll talk about it tomorrow. You should be tired after so many days. Go and have a rest."

Xue Yunlan's originally not very clear thinking was quickly guided by him. He immediately forgot what he wanted to do and said, "then you..."