Chapter 40:

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Tang Xinyu smiled in the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of unabashed scoffs.
Tang Ruifeng's face was red and white, the green muscles in his forehead burst, and he pressed his fists against the table, staring at Tang Xinyu for a long time without saying a word.
Throughout the night, he was unprecedentedly active in preparing an emergency shareholders meeting, and even arranged for people to work tirelessly to drive out to pick up individual shareholders to the company overnight, resulting in more than four-fifths of the shareholders meeting attendance.
It was originally planned to use this shareholder meeting to make Tang Xinyu difficult and frustrated. Tang Xinyu didn't know the height of the spirit. Who knows that in the end, he actually made a wedding dress for her and called all shareholders to her for the convenience of share purchase.
A sense of dizziness hung over Tang Ruifeng's head, and watching Tang Xinyu stood in front of him as a winner, his eyes protruding provocatively, Tang Ruifeng said with a deep voice, "Sit me down!"
Minor shareholders who were about to transfer their shares with Tang Xinyu felt an atmosphere of stalemate, holding the equity transfer letter, and wondering whether they should let go or continue to hold it.
Tang Ruifeng knocked dullly on the table: "Please share your seats, we have something to say."
Several veterans of the Lin family smiled: "What can happen? Not all of them are resolved now. As soon as the government investigation notices such as rumors and whispers on the Internet come out, they will naturally disappear. The spokesperson also has. The fluctuations in stock prices are only temporary, and there is nothing to say. of?"
A former shareholder next to him who had signed the equity transfer letter nodded, just want to close the shareholders meeting quickly, and get the money before the bank closes.
In order to prevent more shareholders from thinking of transferring equity to Tang Xinyu, Tang Ruifeng could only end the shareholders' meeting hastily.
Tang Ruifeng's steps were vain. When he went out of the meeting room, the secretary next to him couldn't help but help him.
The rest of the shareholders who had always stood on the side of Tang Ruifeng looked sad and came out.
"Miss Tang's performance today is really impressive." Slightly mandarin Mandarin sounded from behind Tang Xinyu.
Tang Xinyu turned around and was impressed by this shareholder. The Hong Kong people of mixed Chinese and English holding few shares rarely seldom attended the shareholders' meeting and voted to abstain.
Tang Xinyu shook hands with the other party: "Hi! Joey! It was hard to rush over to attend the meeting."
Joey: "I didn't run in vain, otherwise I can see such a wonderful scene." Compared with many Hong Kong people's plastic mandarin, Joey's pronunciation is already quite good, at least it can communicate with Tang Xinyu without barriers.
Tang Xinyu: "I hope you can get your support during the board elections at the end of the year."
Joey shook Tang Xinyu's hand again: "Looking forward to Miss Tang's performance in the board elections."
Tang Xinyu watched Joey Shi Shiran leave. Zhou Zichen stood beside Tang Xinyu and whispered: "Mr. Tang, Joey is also slippery and can't catch it."
Tang Xinyu glanced at the watch: "It's okay, don't expect Joey to vote for it, as long as he can be neutral, it will help us."
Wen Pinting, who had been holding her arms across her chest, looked at Tang Xinyu up and down as if she knew her again at this moment.
Tang Xinyu glanced at Wen Pinting: "Why? I found that I am more beautiful than you today? Very shocked?"
Wen Pingting flicked her eyes and clamped her arms arrogantly, setting the waves in front of her chest more and more turbulent: "My beauty, you can't beat it."
Tang Xinyu relaxedly leaned on the table: "Yes, after going abroad for so long, the Chinese idiom has not been forgotten."
Wen Pinting's eyes fell on Tang Xinyu's face. It was a leisurely face. You never saw the negotiating table at the negotiating table, competing with the shareholders, and finally turned the tide and won the victory.
Zhou Zichen handed over a contract: "Miss Wen, this is a spokesperson contract, you can take it back first and let the broker help you with a trial."
Wen Pinting pouted, pulled out the pen from Tang Xinyu's hand, turned it over without looking at it, and turned directly to the last page of the contract, signing his name "徰 唰 唰" at the end of the signature office.
Tang Xinyu held his chin in a slow tone: "Why not take a look first? Are you afraid I will sell you?"
Last night, when I received a call from Tang Xinyu, Wen Pingting was surprised. I envisioned many things related to Mo Yifan in advance, but I did n’t think that what Tang Xinyu wanted to say was related to Mo Yifan ’s dime. No.
Tang Xinyu had a good reason to cooperate with her, so Wen Pingting could not refuse. She had just returned to China to start her domestic acting career. Taking advantage of the current news hotspots, she took over the endorsement of Tongfeng Technology. Her attention could definitely be guaranteed, not to mention Tang Xinyu gave her good conditions.
Wen Pingting returned to his mind and put the pen back in Tang Xinyu's hands: "You don't bother to do such a thing, and ..."
Wen Pingting shook his wide sunglasses and put it on again, and he walked towards the door: "And, I just want to repay, my dad owes your favor."
The voice disappeared at the door of the meeting room with Wen Yingting's beautiful shadow.
Tang Xinyu's fingertips flicked at the place where Wen Pinting signed, and smiled gently.
Tang Xinyu sideways said to Zhou Zichen: "It's been a hard work today, you go for lunch first."
Zhou Zichen nodded slightly and began to pack up the documents.
Tang Xinyu's phone rang.
"Hey, are you busy?"
"Well, it's just over." Tang Xinyu tilted his head, sandwiched the phone between his head and shoulders, looked at the documents handed over by Zhou Zichen, quickly signed the name, and returned it.
Zhou Zichen pressed the elevator for her.
"Okay, take things up and down the stairs. I'll take you out to dinner and celebrate." Mo Yifan's warm voice sounded like a modest gentleman.
"Wait for ten minutes."
Tang Xinyu returned to the office, picked up the bag and left. Worrying that Mo Yifan had waited too long, Tang Xinyu in a hurry did not see it. At the moment the elevator door was closed, a figure flashed out of the stairwell and walked towards the office area.
Seeing the black Cayenne parked on the side of the road, Tang Xinyu only felt amused. Mo Yifan's car had been Bentley before. On the day after seeing her driving a red cayenne, Mo Yifan had never been a black cayenne.
It's like ...
Like a couple car.
One time, when Lin Wensen sent Tang Xinyu home, he was quite impressed: "Miss Tang, you and President Mo really refreshed my worldview. I have only heard of couple shirts, couple shoes, and couple bracelets before. I know there are such things as couple cars. Gee ... It sounds so expensive, do n’t let my girlfriend know it. "
Tang Xinyu, who didn't think about it at all, was said by Lin Wensen that his cheeks were hot, which caused every time he saw a black Cayenne, he felt inexplicable ... um ... strange emotion.
When Mo Yifan saw Tang Xinyu on the bus, his expression on his face was relaxed, and he knew that at the shareholders meeting this morning, the acquisition plan made by the two of them was progressing smoothly.
Mo Yifan: "Is it useful?"
Tang Xinyu: "???
Mo Yifan intimately puzzled and said: "My arms."
Tang Xinyu: "!!!"
Lin Wensen, sitting in the driver ’s seat, has been trained by Mo Yifan. I am immobile, and I can sit straight and look straight ahead.
Mo Yifan's face was determined: "When I held you yesterday, I told you not to be nervous, everything will go smoothly. You see, as expected."
Tang Xinyu: "..."
Tang Xinyu glanced shyly and annoyed at the back of Lin Wensen's head, glaring at Mo Yifan, and lowered his voice: "You give me normal, don't get nervous."
Mo Yifan: "..."
He has already followed the Chuanfa Raiders strategy. How did Tang Xinyu's reaction differ from what the strategy said? Could n’t the Chuan buy strategy be this pirated version? !
Mo Yifan touched the bridge of his nose and told Lin Wensen: "Go to ReD."
The car started steadily and the car was quiet.
Thanks to Mo Yifan, Tang Xinyu now always keeps replaying the picture in the office yesterday, Mo Yifan hugged his picture, and there were almost kisses, his ears were once again filled with "puff-puff-" heartbeat.
At this time, Tang Xinyu could not figure out whether it was Mo Yifan's heartbeat in his memory, or his own heartbeat at this time.
ReD's decoration is very elegant, full of thick old Shanghai style, very different from the modern style of Shiyuan restaurant, adding a bit of freshness to Tang Xinyu.
Tang Xinyu ordered a few special dishes, looking away from the flower arrangement on the dining table, to the crystal lamp above the head, to the oil painting on the wall, and slid several times back and forth, but did not fall on the opposite Mo Yifan.
Mo Yifan's lip line bends in a beautiful arc.
The harder Tang Xinyu dared to look at herself, the more she could spy on her inner confusion.
"It is necessary to take the enemy's first rank and give priority to disturbing the enemy's military mind." Mo Yifan suddenly had a bottom in his heart, and decided not to read Chuan's pirated strategy, and went back to find the "Sun Tzu Art of War" handed down from his ancestors. .
Tang Xinyu didn't know what Mo Yifan thought in his mind at this time. If he knew it, he had to vomit blood.
Take your hammer at the first level! ! !
The dishes were finally served.
The colorful and fragrant dishes caused Tang Xinyu's index finger to move, ignoring Mo Yifan's burning eyes locked on his body, and began to move chopsticks.
Mo Yifan took a sip of sake, put the glass on the table, and touched the index fingertips of both hands, forming a pagoda shape, staring at the peach blossom lips of Tang Xinyu, suddenly envious of the chopsticks in her hand.
Tang Xinyu, with a substantial line of sight on the opposite side, seriously affected the speed of eating, tightening the chopsticks in his hand: "Hurry up and eat, I will return to the company later."
Mo Yifan: "You still have arrangements in the afternoon?"
In fact, Tang Xinyu, who originally planned to go home and go to bed after winning the battle, didn't blush and heartbeat: "Well, there is a meeting to participate."
Mo Yifan's tone was faint: "Fool me."
Tang Xinyu: "..."
Tang Xinyu was a little guilty. He dared not look at Mo Yifan's eyes and scooped up a bowl of soup for himself: "Why do you want to lie to you? Just let you be the boss, and don't let me be ambitious?"
Mo Yifan's face picked up the phone several times, dialed the phone, and opened the public radio. Tang Xinyu looked at his movements and suddenly had a bad hunch.
"Hey, President Mo!"
It was Zhou Zichen's voice.
Mo Yifan folded his hands and changed a leisurely sitting posture: "Your General Manager Tang's mobile phone is dead. Let me ask you about her schedule in the afternoon."
Zhou Zichen's answer was meticulous: "The documents that Mr. Tang signed are all signed in the morning, and there is no itinerary in the afternoon."
As soon as Tang Xinyu's ears were hot, he was about to grab Mo Yifan's mobile phone.
Mo Yifan's hand holding the mobile phone was raised high, satisfied with the answer he heard: "Okay, fortunately."
Hanging up the phone, Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu.
Tang Xinyu pretended to sit back and said: "Oh, you see I'm so dizzy, I remember it wrong."
Mo Yifan smiled: "So, you can eat slowly ..."
Tang Xinyu was a little surprised: After a long time, I was just worried that I would eat too fast and affect digestion. She decided to look at Mo Yifan's concern for herself, and to be generous with Mo Yifan.
Immediately afterwards, I heard Mo Yifan's voice: "Eat slowly, until three o'clock in the afternoon ..."
Tang Xinyu picked up the warm corn juice and raised his ears.
Three o'clock in the afternoon?
Is there any special meaning?
Mo Yifan spit out the second half of the sentence slowly: "At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the Civil Affairs Bureau came to work, we went to get the card."
"puff--"
Tang Xinyu spewed out the corn juice in his mouth.
Mo Yifan was already guarded, quickly shook the napkin in front of Tang Xinyu's mouth, and said warmly: "There is no need to be so excited, I know you have been expecting it for a long time."
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