The old man was so angry that he was not happy.

Jiang Yuan said coldly: "Then what are you doing here as a person from Ultraman Company?"

Song Yuan was stunned, and then said angrily: "It's Osman, not Ultraman!"

Jiang Yuan nodded and said: "Well, director of Ultraman Company, what are you doing here?"

Deliberately!

He definitely did it on purpose!

Song Yuan was so angry that her heart stopped for a while, and she felt crazy in her heart.

The market value of one of its subsidiaries of Osman Company exceeded 10 billion, and the strength of the head office was so strong that even the most powerful financial countries in the world did not dare to provoke it easily.

But Jiang Yuan dared to use the name of this company as an object of ridicule and teasing.

How dare they talk nonsense like that, mocking it as some kind of Ultraman company, how arrogant and ignorant!

Crazy!

Too crazy!

Her hand pointing at Jiang Yuan kept shaking like a chicken claw, as if she was going to spread her wings and fly in the next second.

Her face was flushed with anger, and even a little liver-colored.

She wanted to curse loudly, but she felt that her identity was not appropriate to do this.

It was not until she took several deep breaths that she barely suppressed her anger.

"You... do you know what you are saying?" Song Yuan narrowed her eyes slightly.

"If you offend Osman, no one in heaven or on earth can save you!"

Jiang Yuan said coldly: "Really? I only know that you are a traitor. You accepted the education of Longguo and the growth environment of Longguo, but you were easily bought by foreigners and became their running dogs. You spoke and acted for them. You simply forgot your last name! Shameful!"

His words were sharp and sharp, leaving no room for maneuver. They stabbed Song Yuan directly and hit her heart.

It was rare that he almost pointed at her nose and scolded her.

The female secretary felt a little uneasy and pulled Jiang Yuan's sleeve, trying to remind him to restrain himself a little.

"Mr. Jiang, we are from Osman Company, let's give her a little face!"

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said: "Face is not for others to leave, but for her to want. She did such a shameful thing, why should I suppress my contempt for her."

The female secretary said nothing, just pursed her lips, feeling some inexplicable fear.

In her impression, Mr. Jiang rarely gets angry.

But this kind of question that touches the bottom line makes him extremely manly, and he responds in a strong and domineering way.

After hearing these words, Song Yuan's eyes were even more furious.

"Jiang Yuan, I originally wanted to give you some face because you easily agreed to my resignation last time. But you are asking for trouble, so don't blame me!" Song Yuan laughed angrily.

"Originally, we came to discuss business with you and give you some turnover profits. Since you are so arrogant, let's stop today's matter!"

Finally getting to the point.

Jiang Yuan glanced at her lightly, and naturally knew that she was not here to find trouble today.

As for the so-called discussion of business?

Forget it, can a weasel pay New Year's greetings to a chicken be good?

If there is really good business, no one will come to give money.

"This woman's original intention is probably to find a domestic company that is a sucker to be an agent, to work for others, we do the work, and they make the most money." Jiang Yuan guessed very sharply.

Although his guess was not completely correct, it was almost right.

And Song Yuan naturally couldn't swallow this breath at the moment.

She looked around and saw three interviewers, and suddenly she had an idea.

"Three, are you interested in coming to our Osman Company?" Song Yuan turned around and asked.

Her move was extremely arrogant and arrogant. It was obvious that she was poaching people in front of Jiang Yuan. This was tantamount to wanting to humiliate Jiang Yuan nakedly!

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