Chapter 2

Before Wei Ting could react, another call came in.

"President Wei, the top sent someone to seal up your two properties, saying that your two properties are suspected of intentional tax evasion!"

Wei Ting's face is very ugly. He bought these two properties in the name of his friends.

Besides that friend, no one else knows.

"Dudududu..."

It's another phone call. The caller ID is Mr. Wei who is recuperating abroad.

As soon as the phone was connected, the master of the Wei family roared at the other end of the phone, "smelly boy, you actually took away the money invested by your father and my friends for many years in disguise. Now he wants to sue you, you give him an explanation quickly!"

Three calls in a row made Wei Ting sweat on his forehead.

His expensive Youngor shirt had already been soaked with sweat and stuck to his flesh and blood.

"I... this..."

Wei Ting hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Qin Lang, who was sitting in the position of CEO.

"You... How do you know these things, how do you know?"

"I know not only these three things, but also a lot of unclean things about you!"

The corners of Qin Lang's mouth rose, showing a sneer.

He got up and came to Wei Ting. His voice was as low as possible. He said coldly, "for example, if I tell you about the smuggling at the customs, I will..."

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Before Qin Lang finished speaking, Wei Ting pointed to Qin Lang and his voice was shaking.

As long as a phone call, you can directly understand his unclean things clearly.

Over the years, he has done a lot of dirty things. Once all of them are revealed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

There are still people calling from his mobile phone, but Wei Ting feels numb and trembles with the rhythmic ringing of his mobile phone.

He finally realized that the man sitting next to him had almost all his information.

He said that it was no joke that he could not make a foothold in Kowloon Bay!

I'm afraid it's really hard for me to have a foothold in Kowloon Bay if I don't accept it any more.

"Please let me go! I'll listen to what you say! "

Wei Ting didn't care so much. He knelt down and begged.

"Let you go? Yes

Qin Lang stood up now. Instead of fixing his eyes on Wei Ting, he scanned the whole conference hall and said coldly, "I'm not very good tempered. If the president is still unhappy today, I'll settle with you one by one!"

Qin Lang put out his hand and patted Wei Ting's face and said, "remember?"

In the face of this humiliating action, Wei Ting did not dare to make a complaint, but lost a smiling face.

At the moment, Yan Shuya, who walks to the conference hall from the office, has no idea of what happened in the conference hall. She tries to take a deep breath to calm her irritable mood.

"Yan Shuya, come on!"

Yan Shuya encouraged herself, then walked into the conference hall with her head held high in her high heels.

The conference hall, which was just noisy, is now so quiet that even the beating of heart can be heard.

All shareholders in the meeting hall bowed their heads and did not dare to take a look at Yan Shuya.

They all saw the scene just now.

Just a phone call, let the second shareholder Wei Ting subdue.

The second shareholder is still like this, not to mention their small shareholders?

Yan Shuya sat in his own position, looked at the audience and said, "let's continue the meeting! I don't know if there will be any new answers to the decisions I just made after you have discussed them with each other. "

"I don't mind. I'll follow the president in everything."

Thinking of that person's phone call, Wei Ting was out of goose bumps and took the lead in expressing his position.

When Wei Ting is soft hearted, other shareholders follow him one after another and unintentionally agree with the decision made by Yan Shuya.

"Yes, I'll follow the president's advice!"

"We have no opinion!"

"I totally agree!"

……For a moment, there was no objection in the whole conference hall.

Yan Shuya was stunned. Looking at this scene, his heart seemed to set off the waves of Jin Tao.

Just a short time ago, the shareholders who found almost all kinds of reasons to veto her decision, now they agree unconditionally.

This

What the hell happened?

Do these people have a conscience?

Yan Shuya showed a smile on her face. Although she didn't know what happened, it turned out to be a good thing.

"Since everyone has no opinion, let's adjust it according to the decision of today's general meeting of shareholders."

Shareholders saw the smile on Yan Shuya's face, and then they heaved a sigh of relief.

Only when Yan Shuya is in a good mood, that person will not come to their trouble.

After all, even Wei Ting can't resist, not to mention their small shareholders?

The meeting ended soon, and this was the first time that Yan Shuya ended so easily.

No matter what she said, the stubborn shareholders of the past agreed unconditionally.

"Well, let's call it a day."

Yan Shuya got up and looked at Wei Ting, who was sitting on one side. He took the lead in unconditional support of this meeting, so Yan Shuya asked: "President Wei, your face is not very good-looking, is it born?"

"No..."

Hearing Yan Shuya's words, Wei Ting managed to squeeze out a smile.

That smile is worse than crying.

Out of the conference hall, back to the office.

Qin Lang saw Yan Shuya with a smile on her face, and immediately came forward and handed over the cappuccino she had bought while Yan Shuya was in a new meeting: "President Yan, your cappuccino!"

In a good mood, Yan Shuya took over the cappuccino from Qin Lang and said, "clean up the office again, and then go home for dinner!"

"Good!"

This is Qin Lang's first polite speech to Yan Shuya in the past month.

After Yan Shuya left, Qin Lang continued to clean up the president's office.

The cleaning of the president's office is not only as simple as mopping the floor and wiping the table, but also the maintenance of the golden bead and jade hairpin in the office.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of shoes outside the office.

A young man wearing a custom-made Romon suit appeared at the door of the office. The fact that he could afford to buy a custom-made Romon suit proved that he had a very rich family.

At the first sight, the young man saw Qin Lang, who was lying on the table wiping the golden bead and jade hairpin. He couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Crouching trough, boss, how can you..."

"Why?" Qin Lang did not reply.

"How can you use the Chinese painting embroidery given by the world's top embroidery masters as a duster? These gold beads and jade hairpins add up to less than one thousandth of the value of this embroidery! "

The young man said helplessly: "if that old guy knew, he would be very distressed."