Chapter 1565: : How to rectify Kangweiya

Chen Dali definitely didn't mean to spare Kangweiya.
Since this stinky woman took the initiative to seek death, Brother Dali must satisfy her wish.
Unfortunately, a hand stretched over and struggling to the ashtray from Chen Dali's hand.
"Mr. Kang, we understand that we will solve the market problem as soon as possible."
Dong Shixiong clung to the ashtray he snatched, and said this to Kangweiya.
The woman didn't have any threats, and she even meant to blame Dong Shixiong.
Among all the "pro-Li factions", the most difficult thing to clean up is this Chen Dali. It would be a good thing if he could get up and make this guy disappear completely.
However, if things can be done without being beaten, it is better not to suffer innocent disasters in vain.
"Huh, you just know it. By the way, whoever, turn off the air conditioner. Electricity is not money. The company can't spend money to let a bunch of waste people blow the air conditioner!"
Kang Weiya said sarcastically, turning his head and twisting his to leave.
After all the dog legs that were close to Mr. Kang disappeared, the angry brother Dali collapsed his shoulders, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.
"What should I do? I don't think we should wait any longer. Let's go to Seoul and run for the boss. There is that stinky woman, I don't want to stay for a minute!"
Chen Dali snorted, took out the cigarette and took a sigh, only to ease his anger.
To be honest, he did think about it just now, and he would shoot Kang Weiya to death.
But the problem is, it's really not worth keeping yourself in jail for the rest of your life for such a woman.
Because Dali is impulsive, it doesn't mean that he is a fool, and he will never do things that "the loved ones hurt the enemies quickly".
What he wants to do most now is to defect to Boss Li.
As for selling stockings at a street stall----
"No, we can't leave. No matter who of us leaves, even if we go to the boss, it is the woman who gave up the boss's efforts to Convia."
Dong Shixiong finally said what was in his heart, looking at the people around him who cast doubtful glances at him, and continued to explain: "We must stay and solve the problem of the backlog of goods. Only in this way can we prove that we are the boss. Useful and helpful. Otherwise, if you have a problem, you will find the boss. Doesn't that fully prove that we are in our position by nepotism."
Dong Shixiong's wife is Boss Li's sister.
Many people in the entire Southern Group know this relationship.
Therefore, after the two camps split in the company, those opponents went to the total of Vice President Dong, and the four most spoken words were "nepotism."
The facts are not afraid of others, but Dong Shixiong is also eager to prove his worth.
He was talking about his own experience, but who of these people was not the product of Boss Li's "nepotism"?
Whether you can change from "pro" to "virtuous" depends on whether this storm is going to pass.
"Come on, let's divide the task. Discuss how to sell these goods."
Dong Shixiong didn't say much, but instead focused on the business, stretched out his hand to pull the sack bag on the table, and lifted a bag.
Old Zhou Chang sighed, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.
As a technician, every silk stocking here is his painstaking effort.
If it is really sold on a street stall, it will not only ruin the brand of southern stockings, but also trample on his efforts.
He stretched out his hand and picked up a bag. He also picked up the scattered small bags scattered on the table. He put his hands on the package, and tears were about to fall.
Wang Defa didn't have much resistance. People who walked out of the countryside step by step had already let him eat and wipe them out with the digestive system.
Lao Wang doesn't care about his own face, he only cares whether he can earn face for Boss Li.
I stretched out my hand and picked up a large bag, thinking about how to take care of the company's face and sell these goods again.
"Okay, everyone was robbed by me. The rest is mine, I go to find someone, who dares not buy it, I cut him off!"
Chen Dali scolded, picked up the last two packages left on the table, turned and walked outside.
The backbone of the "pro-Li faction" company of the Southern Group turned into a salesman.
For this result, Kangweiya was definitely sweeter than eating honey. With a large number of people including Director Dong and Ma Xing, he continued to look for the "pro-Li pie" in the company.
But without waiting for her to locate her next target, the annoying ringtones of her mobile phone immediately ruined her good mood.
"Hey, Xiao Du, didn't I tell you that I turned off all the arrangements this morning? What else?"
Kang Weiya scolded the secretary on the other end of the phone.
If it wasn't for this little Du who was arranged by a certain family owner, she would be the first person she would send out to be a salesman.
As the president, who doesn't want to find a secretary who can be close to him?
"President Kang, it is Mr. Yue who is here."
"Mr. Yue? Which Yue----ah, I'll be there soon!"
After Kang Weiya realized which "Yue" it was, the whole body shivered involuntarily, and ran to the office.
Dong Jun and Ma Xing were left behind, staring at each other, and they didn't understand who could make President Kang so panic.
They didn't understand it was their business, Kang Weiya knew very well that it was Yue Zitong who came to the door.
Why did Yue Zitong come?
When did she arrive at Qingshan?
Since being appointed as president of the Southern Group, Kangweiya has rarely seen Yue Zitong again.
Could it be that she came here to be related to that guy Li Nanfang, is that guy coming back?
On the way in the office, Convia's thoughts were extremely complicated.
Panic and extreme fear are the perfect portrayal of her mood at the moment.
She couldn't wait to turn around immediately, flee from the Southern Group, ran to a place where the demon Yue Zitong could no longer see, and no longer suffered anymore.
It's a pity that these thoughts are just a matter of thinking in my heart.
After returning to the office, she didn't even have the slightest hesitation, and hurriedly backed out the door.
Inside, Yue Zitong was sitting on the president's office chair, with his legs on the table, a cigarette between his fingertips, and he stared at the computer in front of him with interest.
I have to say that Patriarch Yue's body is still very upright.
This sitting posture reveals the slender legs, the smoke from the red lips seems to have a charming fragrance, and the whole person reveals the noble temperament that is difficult to control.
If a man sees Yue Zitong like this, he will surely arouse the masculinity in his heart----Unfortunately, Kangweiya is not a man, she is just a woman, or a woman who has been tortured by Patriarch Yue to have a psychological shadow.
When downstairs, Convia was still the kind of arrogant and domineering president, and at this moment he could only move forward slowly with his head down.
Think about it before, who dared to put his foot on the table in her office, and who dared to smoke in her office.
But now, Kangweiya hopes that Yue Zitong will be able to lift up for a while, and never finish smoking the cigarette in his hand.
Because as long as she is still smoking, the other party will not have the mind to clean her up.
"Yue----Mr. Yue."
Seeing that a piece of smoke was about to burn out, Kang Weiya knew that she couldn't wait any longer, and she had to take the initiative to speak up and figure out a way to serve the demon Yue Zitong well in order to avoid her disaster as much as possible.
"Ok."
Yue Zitong didn't raise his head, just looking at the computer on that desk, always keeping a faint smile.
"I, I will pour you a glass of water."
Kang Weiya asked this sentence tremblingly, and quickly picked up the cup to collect water for President Yue.
The quilt emitting hot water was held in her hand, even if the heat flow was conducted from the bottom of the porcelain cup, it was a little unbearable for her to be hot. But Kangweiya still didn't dare to show that it was good, so she held it with both hands and slowly presented it to Yue Zitong.
Yue Zitong didn't make any movements, and he didn't even bother to look up at Kangweiya, as if he was attracted by the information displayed on the computer screen.
Comvia didn't dare to move, so he could only sneak a glance at the computer with his slanted eyes.
The result was that this sight made him almost fainted with black eyes as if he was struck by lightning.
What Yue Zitong was looking at at the moment was precisely a series of plans that Comvia had already set.
How to squeeze out Li Nanfang's confidant in the company, and finally take control of Nanfang Group, and then use Nanfang Group as a springboard to establish her own business empire, and finally get rid of Yue Zitong's control, a series of plans.
Mr. Kang is very smart. She planned her life for herself and recorded it completely. She would watch it every day to motivate herself.
He even wrote his life wishes in it, including "How to retaliate against Yue Zitong."
It is just such a document, she has carefully encrypted it.
But at the moment when Yue Zitong came for the first time, the secret was revealed.
Kang Weiya was no longer in the mood to think about how Yue Zitong decrypted her computer. She was full of fear, trembling all over her body with fear, her hands were already unstable in holding the cup of hot water.
With a soft sound of "Hua La", accompanied by Kang Wei Ya's trembling, the hot water in the cup shook twice, and a drop of water splashed out, which happened to fall on the arm of the Yue Family Master.
That's hot water!
Kang Weiya dared to scald Patriarch Yue's arm with hot water, and the result was----
"Snapped!"
Crisp slaps blasted in the office, a cup of hot water fell on the ground, and the porcelain cup smashed to pieces. Kang Weiya lay on the pool of hot water in a whirl, covering his face.
"what----"
"shut up!"
Whether it was beaten, scared, or scalded, Convia screamed at this moment, which is a normal response.
But this reaction was completely shocked by Patriarch Yue's reprimand and stunned back.
"Mr. Yue, don't be angry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it."
Kang Weiya turned over and knelt directly on top of the broken of the porcelain cup, covering his face with one hand, and kept sending out apologies to Yue Zitong.
Yes, she was scared, and she was so scared to death, of course she would beg for mercy sincerely.
But I was begging for mercy, but my heart was filled with anger, and I was fierce again. One day, I will surely double the treatment I received today.
The office gradually calmed down, and Comvia tried to hide his inner thoughts.
But Patriarch Yue had already guessed her thoughts thoroughly.
"Kangweiya, you don't have to pretend to be so pitiful. I know that you hate me a long time ago, and you want to write me like this--hehe, it's a pity that you don't have a chance to make yourself in this cup My wish has come true. So, from now on, you will be honest with me and delete all the unrealistic ideas from my mind!"
At the end of Yue Zitong's speech, his voice suddenly increased by several percent.
With the roar, she reached out and swept the computer on the desk.
The heavy all-in-one computer squeezed at Comvia's head.
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