Chapter 591

"This knife is called Kunlun. It cuts iron like mud."

Fang Yuan looked down at Mo Dao and wiped several fingers of his left hand on the blade. His eyes were gentle, just like looking at Chu Nan not long ago.

"I, I know."

Chu Nannan swallowed and spit hard and murmured, "I saw with my own eyes that you cut off the man's head with it. Are you going to use it to cut off my head, too? If I refuse to tell you what happened before -- "

Before she finished her words, the cold light flashed in front of her, and the long knife with frightful killing intention had been placed on her slender white and tender neck.

She suddenly tightened her nerves, subconsciously stopped her waist, raised her chin, held her breath, and suddenly appeared a look of fear in her eyes.

Before Fangyuan appeared, Chu Nannan decided to fight this unfair fate with death.

She felt that she was not afraid of death, especially after she became a woman from a young woman, her last long cherished wish had been fulfilled. It seems that there is really nothing to regret. Isn't death just that she won't breathe, eat, laugh loudly, and cry for some troubles?

Sometimes, death is not only not terrible, but full of temptation, representing liberation.

Sister Nan thought so before the long square knife was put on her neck.

But when she felt the cold blade, she had never been afraid, but like a devil, she grabbed her heart and made her plump and slim body tremble uncontrollably.

The eyes suddenly shrunk and looked around.

Fang Yuan's face was numb, but his eyes were ruthlessly indifferent, just like his voice now: "I count three, it's your last chance. Say it, I'll help you solve your biggest difficulty at present and continue to be your star in the future. What if you don't say it -- people live, they always want to die, don't they? "

Chu Nan wanted to nod and say yes.

But the tense nerves took away her instinct to nod and speak, and only made her eyes suffer too much: is this the man I miss so much? Just in order to know his past, he even forced me with a knife, completely forgetting how much love we just had!

The incomparable heartache made Chu Nan feel that Fang Yuan was so strange.

How she hoped that Fang Yuan was still the shameless bastard before. Although he kept saying that he didn't care about her life or death, he would certainly appear when she was most dangerous, easily solve the danger for her, and take the opportunity to satirize her and take advantage of her tofu.

He has changed.

It has become very strange and is no longer the same as before.

Hehe, who is always invariable when people live in the world?

Just like me, after making a film, isn't there a qualitative change?

When Chu Nannan thought of this sadly, she heard Fang Yuan whisper out the last number: "three."

In her instinctive imagination, the circle began to read.

When he spit out the last number, the green veins suddenly burst on the back of his right hand holding the knife. Chu Nannan had never felt the murderous spirit, as if the whole world was filled with lightning and flint, pinched her wandering soul, and made her cry sadly: I say!

I said, not yet?

Under the threat of death, Chu Nan thought she opened her mouth and shouted this sentence.

But she didn't hear her voice -- the fear she had never heard made her vocal cords lose their instinct: her brain clearly gave instructions to surrender, but the vocal cords didn't execute them.

Definitely when she suddenly woke up, her neck hurt.

Blood trickled down slowly along the bright blade.

In the sun, the thread of blood like a snake is so flirtatious and sad.

Fang Yuan did it.

He did it!

Just because Chu Nannan didn't tell him before, regardless of their love not long ago, and didn't see how much she wanted to surrender, she boldly started and cut her neck with a sharp knife.

It doesn't hurt at all.

Maybe the knife is too fast?

Or because the blade was too cold and frozen the pain nerves, she could not feel the slightest pain. At most, she could only make sure that Fang Yuan cut her neck.

When the fresh blood and the tip of a needle pierced into Chu Nannan's sight, all her nerves relaxed, all her fears disappeared, and all her pain turned into a silver bell like laughter, which restored her vocal cords to normal, and her voice was incomparably smooth, just like the river flowing forward under her feet: "cluck, cluck, square, you really killed me. Good, good, good. "

"Good, good."

Xia Xiaoyun looked up at Zhang Lianghua after reading the plan and praised it one after another. "Vice president Zhang, everything is carried out according to the plan you made. I believe that as long as we can work steadily, Shentong express will become the best logistics company in the world one day. "

After being highly praised by President Xia, Zhang Lianghua did not appear flattered. At most, he was a little excited. He nodded and said, "with your support, we can go on with our international logistics."

"Well, when you make greater achievements, I will hold a staff meeting to present awards to you in person."

Xia Xiaoyun put down the plan, took a sip from the coffee cup and said, "vice president Zhang, you are now the mainstay of Shentong express. You must pay attention to your body, know how to promote and appreciate those capable people, and let them play a greater role. Don't do everything yourself like Zhuge Kongming."

Zhang Lianghua smiled calmly and replied, "I understand. Thank you for your concern."

"I think Luo Xiaoyu will be responsible for the work of the women's club."

Xia Xiaoyun's seemingly casual conversation turned and mentioned the women's club.

Tangwang nishang women's club is the first women's Club jointly established by emperor group and Shentong express in Tangwang area.

Zhang Lianghua is responsible for the site selection, decoration, opening and all businesses of the club.

Just as Han Bin presided over the international logistics division, the women's club can be described as Zhang Lianghua's base camp in Shentong express.

After Han Bin was sacked for abusing power for personal gain, Zhang Lianghua took over all his work in Shentong express. From the third deputy general manager of the logistics group, he became the second most powerful person after Xia Xiaoyun -- it can be said that he was prosperous.

In that incident, Luo Xiaoyu was also implicated by Han Bin, demoted by Xia Xiaoyun and took over the logistics work of Zhang Lianghua's original third deputy general manager.

But it was just logistics work. The work of the women's club that should have been in the charge of Zhang Lianghua was still in his hands.

But now, Xia Xiaoyun seems very casual. On the grounds of caring about vice president Zhang's health, she asks him to hand over the women's club to Luo Xiaoyu -- this is to make it clear that he should divide his power.

Although Luo Xiaoyu has been demoted, she is the direct confidant promoted by Xia Xiaoyun.

After Xia Xiaoyun put forward this suggestion, she picked up her cup and continued to drink coffee, as if she said it casually.

But Zhang Lianghua knew that President Xia was using the corner of his eye to observe his reaction.

With a calm smile, Zhang Lianghua replied, "President Xia, I'll change the business of the women's club to vice president Luo later."

Xia Xiaoyun smiled and looked up at him happily: "vice president Zhang, I'm not afraid of your great achievements. This is how to divide your power. I hope you don't misunderstand me."

"Mr. Xia, I didn't misunderstand you."

Zhang Lianghua nodded and suggested, "President Xia, why don't you call vice president Luo?"

"Don't be in such a hurry? Ha ha. "

With a hypocritical smile, Xia Xiaoyun looked back and stood next to Mobei.

Mobeibei, dressed in a lean black professional dress and half high-heeled small leather shoes, immediately understood, dada came over, picked up the microphone on the table, dialed a number and whispered something.

"Vice president Zhang, please sit down."

Xia Xiaoyun seemed to find Zhang Lianghua standing all the time. She raised her hand and made an invitation gesture, and then ordered Mo Beibei: "Xiao Bei, make tea for vice president Zhang. Well, just use No. 1 tea pot. "

There are several kinds of coffee and tea in the cabinet in boss Xia's office.

When someone comes to the boss's office, what kind of tea will be used to entertain him, which represents the value of boss Xia to him.

It's like the one in the No. 1 tea pot. It's said to be the best Dahongpao.

As for whether it is the best Dahongpao, it doesn't matter.

Importantly, Xia Xiaoyun asked Mobei to make Zhang Lianghua tea in No. 1 tea pot, which showed her attitude towards him.

In other words, when Zhang Lianghua came to report on his work in the past, Xia always asked Mo Beibei to make him tea in No. 2 tea pot.

"Thank you, Secretary mo."

When Zhang Lianghua, sitting on the sofa, took the tea cup handed over by Mobei to thank him, someone knocked on the door.

Laura, sitting on the sofa behind the door, immediately stood up and opened the door.

Luo Xiaoyu, whose face was obviously haggard, nodded his thanks to Laura who opened the door for her and looked at Zhang Lianghua. Then he quickly walked to Xia Xiaoyun's desk, put his hands in front of her belly, bent down slightly and asked softly, "President Xia, you're looking for me."

"Vice president Luo, are you comfortable in your new job these days?"

Xia Xiaoyun asked with concern.

"Not bad, not bad."

Luo Xiaoyu glanced at Zhang Lianghua from the corner of her eye and said softly, "maybe it's because she just took over the work of vice president Zhang. It takes a while to get used to it and sort it out."

Zhang Lianghua, who was just about to drink tea, picked up the tip of his eyebrow and returned to normal.

Xia Xiaoyun's Dai Mei also wrinkled a little and said faintly, "then you have to hurry up. Now the company is like a sailing boat down the river. It may be a little empty to say that it travels thousands of miles a day. But there is no doubt that it is time for faster development. As a senior manager, you must adapt to this rhythm as soon as possible so as not to drag the whole ship back. "

Normally, after President Xia said these words, Luo Xiaoyu would say yes in fear, and even have to raise her hand and swear that she would never let president Xia down.

But now she looked up at Xia Xiaoyun, her mouth moved and her head lowered.

Xia Xiaoyun looked into her eyes and suddenly became cold.

But he didn't speak, just picked up the coffee cup.

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became dignified with Luo Xiaoyu's abnormal reaction.

Xia always didn't speak, because she was the boss. She had to let Luo Xiaoyu, a direct confidant, take the initiative to say what she wanted to say, and then she made the right response.

After being silent for half a minute, Luo Xiaoyu looked up again, looked at Xia Xiaoyun and said softly, "President Xia, I'm sorry, I let you down."

Xia Xiaoyun put down her glass and still didn't speak.

"I want to resign."

Luo Xiaoyu lowered her eyes and said in a low voice.