Chapter 418: The most beautiful place to bury people! (One)
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Protagonist Aura
- Only love you blue silk
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- 2021-01-30 04:59:10
Ning Xuanyuan picked up the tea, squeezed the lid of the cup, sniffed without drinking, the tea smell lingered like this on the tip of the nose, which made people feel comfortable, "Good tea."
The mere word, but it shocked everyone.
Cheng Ye, who had been patrolling Song Hao before, stood still, stiff, like a petrified sculpture.
When I waited in my mind, what I said just now gradually emerged. In the blink of an eye, this one had pale eyes, dim eyes, a coolness from the bottom of my heart, densely covered with limbs.
He unexpectedly, in front of the deity, scolded the deity for giving his own Song Shaodong shoes unworthy?
This……
"His."
Cheng Ye took a few breaths coldly and moved surreptitiously, trying to stand in a corner where no one paid attention.
Yuan Shu Yu Guang glanced at it, not smiling.
"I have forgotten you." Ning Xuanyuan turned his head and raised his hand to signal Cheng Ye to approach. This previously arrogant management member turned pale.
Wait till you stand up.
Ning Xuanyuan asked, "I'm very curious about something you said, saying, now in Zhou Yuan, your family Song Shaodong is the head of the crowd? And no one in Zhou Yuan is convinced?"
Cheng Ye, "..."
"Can you prove it to me?" Ning Xuanyuan rubbed the tip of his nose and suggested friendly.
Cheng Ye, "..."
In addition to being speechless, Cheng Ye, who had been scared to death, was stunned and did not dare to say a word.
Song Hao stiffened in place, still trembling.
Ning Xuanyuan looked back at Song Hao and said, "He doesn't want to, you come."
"Ning, Ning Shaodong..." Song Hao violently raised his head, his eyes were hollow. He knew better than anyone what his virtues in Zhou Garden were.
Squeeze out the first generation of management members.
Unauthorized seizure of power.
In the end, it was a whim, vainly attempting to change Zhou Yuan's name to Song Capital, in name for Zhou Yuan's great future. In fact, Song before the word Song Capital completely exposed Song Hao's ambitions.
Any one of these is enough for him to escape.
Unimaginable.
Song Hao, who has always been aloof in Zhou Garden and with boundless scenery, also had such a moment of embarrassment. He knelt on the ground suddenly, and said bitterly, "Ning Shaodong, I am conscientious and conscientious in Zhou Garden. I can walk into my current position. All thanks to everyone’s appreciation and support."
"Everyone hopes that Zhou Yuan can have a better future under my wise leadership. I am so kind, so I am reluctant to get into this position..."
Know the reason and move the emotion.
She even shed sensational tears.
Ning Xuanyuan nodded, thoughtfully, Song Hao overjoyed, and continued to add, "This year, Zhou Yuan's development is obvious to all. At this point, I dare not take credit for it, but..."
"Can the financial report be reviewed?" Ning Xuanyuan only asked this sentence, and Song Hao's voice stopped abruptly.
After a long silence, Song Hao pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Ning Shaodong, you are in a high position and you have a lot of opportunities, why do you need to do these little things yourself?"
"Financial report." Ning Xuanyuan resolutely said.
Whether it is really indispensable, or just empty words, just a glance at the financial report records, you can determine the approximate.
Song Hao gritted his teeth, his soul was not alive, the prominent figure in front of him, who started from a rash, is really not easy to fool, this...
"Ming, how about tomorrow? Tomorrow I must hand in the financial report." In the end, helpless Song Hao gave this answer, nothing more than this.
Ning Xuanyuan turned away and looked at Song Hao's uncle Song Ming, "Minister Song, your answer?"
"me……"
Ning Xuanyuan had set a rule when he was in charge of the company, that employees under the age of 40 were not allowed to enter the decision-making level.
After all, choosing hosting is for day-to-day management. Others don't care much. Making money is not the first priority.
That being the case, he naturally has no need to train some young managers.
However, this rule was not only broken. Song Hao, who was barely in his early thirties, dared to call himself a group young director. This was no ordinary boldness.
Who brought him up?
Who will let him continue to sit up?
Behind the scenes, Fang is the most decisive role.
"Yes, it is my nephew's outstanding ability that convinced the decision-makers, so everyone unanimously elected and sent him to this position."
It's another nonsense.
Yuan Shu sneered, "Who are the candidates? Anyway, there is enough time today, so let me see you on the spot?"
Song Ming, "..."
"Today's incident happened suddenly, can I see you tomorrow?" Song Ming looked at Ning Xuanyuan pitifully and whispered.
Ning Xuanyuan smiled faintly, "What am I saying, what are you doing, don't make random suggestions."
Song Ming suddenly breathed in, looking pale.
This accountability is destined to be difficult to do well. Since the deity came to the door in person, he knew what he should know and what he should not know.
To continue to be so shameless and stalemate, it is better to break the jar.
"Since Ning Shaodong is determined to Diao Na, there is no need for Song to stay in Zhouyuan. Even if you don't expel, I will leave by myself and leave."
Song Ming got up first, and then pulled Song Hao up, and he was able to say in awe, "If you don't leave here, let's go."
Song Hao shook his head and sighed. He glanced at Ning Xuanyuan with a complex expression. He felt a little lost. He finally reached the height of today, but now he has to give in and return to the pre-liberation period.
It's hard to be reconciled.
It seems that in order to set off his personal appeal in Zhou Garden, Song Ming left a word in the moment when he turned around, "The news that I was forced to resign and leave, as long as it spreads, there will be countless people leaving Zhou Garden tomorrow."
"After all, this non-humane group is chilling."
Ning Xuanyuan held his temple with one hand, and the other one held up a cigarette that could be lit, and then turned back lazily, instructing Yuan Shu, "I borrowed my name to retrieve information from major banks and not check outsiders. Just look up Minister Song."
Needless to say the rest.
Song Ming, "..."
The cheeks, which were already densely wrinkled, twitched again and again, and they were about to step out of the door, stagnating for a long time, and did not dare to move a bit.
Ning Xuanyuan bombed the soot, turned around and curiously asked, "Huh? Minister Song hasn't left yet?"
Song Ming, "..."
If this is a thorough investigation, there is no need to ask the Commercial Investigation Division to intervene, just the clues unearthed from the bank can make him unable to escape Song Ming.
Pretending to be upright and clean, and not afraid of shadows?
It's people like you who are treating you!
"Find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, first dig the pit, and bury it if there is a problem, you have the right to loosen the soil." Ning Xuanyuan pinched out the cigarette butt, calmly.
Song Ming, "..."
Song Hao, "..."
This is not going to go, nor is it not going to go.
When the smoke cleared, Ning Xuanyuan had already left for a long time, and Song's uncle and nephew tremblingly raised his hand and stroked it across, all in cold sweat.
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