Chapter 1660: Hongmen Banquet

There were many people standing behind the twenty chairs. Most of these were their respective assistants, or people who were the first level above them, and they were the mainstay of the Feng family. Not even the bodyguard at the extreme side, there are more than one hundred people.
When Sheng Ning appeared at the door wearing a black stand-up collar and improved tunic, the conference room instantly became silent, and countless pairs of eyes gathered on her.
She held her hands behind her back and clasped her fingers to keep herself calm. Don't panic, let alone timid. She looked at the carved maisonette chair in the main seat blankly, and then squinted indifferently across the faces of everyone on the scene.
The people who were sitting there stood up unwillingly after touching her eyes.
Feng Zhenzhen followed Sheng Ning's side, his eyes were dark and venomous. Whenever he looked at anyone, he was disgusted from the bottom of his heart, but he was repelled and fearful.
Some of them have served the Feng family for generations, while others have sold the Feng family their lives. The relationship between each other is complementary and mutually dependent.
Even those little people who are not well-known will become straight with the towering tree of the Feng family. On the one hand, they could not do without the Feng family, and on the other hand, they wanted to leave the Feng family's control.
In the past, this was the relationship between the employer and the long-term employee, but what age is it now? Where is it here? This is the United States, even if it is in the country, I heard about the reform and opening up.
The old traditions of the past are useless.
The trend of new ideas makes many people even more eager.
Feng Laoxian was okay when he was living, and no one had the courage to have any ambitions. But now my husband is dead, and the new owner is young and has no experience.
Today's meeting is a grand feast.
The dark tide is surging in the meeting room, and everyone has their own thoughts. Even if the Dachao Bong of Chinatown is killed, it will not stop the greed for profit.
Sheng Ning suddenly stopped when she passed one of the empty seats. She raised her eyebrows and said casually: "Whose position is this?"
"Master, this chair is from Chinatown." The reply was a young man who seemed to be only twenty years old. He was shrewd and capable. When he laughed, there was a faint dimple on the left side. .
"Oh!" She nodded and said unexpectedly: "Then this position is yours."
"..." The young guy was stunned by the big surprise of the day, looking at Sheng Ning stupidly, without knowing what to say during the day. He was just an errand guy in the shop. The reason he did this was because his parents died when he was a child and he grew up with the help of the Feng Family Foundation.
Don't talk about seeing such big scenes in normal times, even if you are not qualified to come to the manor.
The others were also shocked by Sheng Ning's words. They all looked at her with complicated expressions, and they were twisted and twisted in their hearts.
"Stupid?" Director Xing couldn't stand it and reminded him in a low voice.
The young boy immediately became sober, and said in a trembling voice with excitement: "Thank you...Thank you Patriarch."
"Sit down!" Sheng Ning winked at Director Xing, who nodded immediately.
"Yes!"
"Wait..." Sitting in the first row was a 60-year-old elder who stood up angrily and said with excitement, "Miss Shengning..."