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"President Chen, I think, you are still not the true ruler. Are you sure that you can cover the sky with one hand?" Tang Xu said calmly.

The President Chen actually laughed directly, "Tang Xu, everything in this world doesn't have to do whatever you want. On the contrary, in the wind, everything does have to be done whatever I want to do."

With a wave of his hand, the assistant behind him immediately walked forward and handed over a letter to Tang Xu.

"This is your letter of resignation. Tang Xu, you can leave now." As the President Chen finished speaking, the letter in his hand also began to weigh a lot.

Seeing this letter, Tang Xu only had this thought in her mind, but she could not figure out who was doing this to her.

Meng Xingzhang? No, he had had enough control over himself to close the door. There was no need to do so much more.

But other than Meng Xingzhang, who would do this to her? He had actually extended his hand inside the fashion house.

Looking at the letter in his hand, which had three big words on it, and the letter of resignation, Tang Xu lowered his head.

Was she really going to leave? Then, he returned to the villa and was tightly locked by Meng Xingzhang …

Before Tang Xu could understand what was going on, the gentle letter in her hand was picked up by someone. She could not help but follow the letter's movement and discovered that the letter was being held by a pair of slender white hands.

And then... The letter was torn in half right in the middle …

Two halves...

In the quiet atmosphere, the sound of more than one person gasping suddenly rang out. It was because of the person's direct actions.

The owner of these hands tore up the letter... This fact shook Tang Xu. She finally shifted her gaze and raised her head to look at the face of the person who just arrived.

When she saw this, she was stunned again. This man.

This man's first glance was enough to attract everyone's attention …

He had thick, yet not rough eyebrows, a high nose bridge, lightly pursed lips, and a delicate, handsome face that looked as if it had been meticulously carved by God …

Different from Meng Xingzhang and the others, this man brought out another type of charm to its extreme.

Tang Xu was only slightly stunned, because she felt that this man, who had the same appearance as Meng Xingzhang and Shen Yu, was someone she had already seen before.

President Chen, who was facing Tang Xu just now, was obviously confused and cautious. He worded it a little and asked.

"Ninth Young Master, you …" What do you mean this time...

That's right, the person who had suddenly barged in through the door that Tang Xu did not close was the elegant crown prince, Fu Jiu.

Strictly speaking, he was the person that Tang Xu was talking about, the person who held the true power in Feng Shang.

No, it may not be true, now it is true.

He did not answer the question President Chen did not finish asking, nor did he turn to look at the complex expression in Tang Xu's eyes. He did not pay attention to the admiration and adoration of the people in the conference room.

Fu Jiu's face remained indifferent, with a wave of his hand, the letter that was already torn to pieces fell onto the clean floor.

He took out his latest phone and pressed a shortcut. It was his calm and elegant tone. As he spoke, it was words that made the faces of some people change drastically.

"Dad, I want to take over Style."

It was unknown if the voice on the other side was excited or not, in short, Fu Jiu who had been quiet for a while asked, "Then should I immediately take over now?"

This time, after he finished talking, he directly opened up his voice, as if to prove that he could take over the style and credibility. The voice from the other side of the phone immediately flashed into this small space.

"Alright, alright, alright. Do your job well. When I transfer all of the Fu Family's business to you, I'll be able to take your mother on a trip, haha …"

This voice was not unfamiliar. It was the voice of the true CEO of the Fu Clan, which was also the voice of Fu Jiu's father.

He was straightforward, and before he finished speaking, Fu Jiu directly hung up the phone. Very suddenly, no one else present paid attention to him.

Because, the most important thing right now was that, if Feng Shang was taken over by Fu Jiu, the sky would change, right?

Unexpectedly, President Chen had a bad premonition. He walked forward a few steps and stood beside Fu Jiu like a pug while bowing.

"Ninth Young Master, welcome to the style. If you need anything, just tell me."

No matter what, it was always right to be attentive first. He always had a good plan in mind.

However, Fu Jiu's long legs took a light step back, moving away from this little flattering person.

He held the phone in his hand, his voice was indifferent with a hint of dignity, "President Chen, did you hear what my father said just now?"

He did not need to know who the President Chen was with the surname Chen. In short, being able to call him President Chen was already something that Fu Jiu could give, because … He would no longer be the famous President Chen.

Under the gaze of the President Chen, who nodded in agreement and even ridiculed, Fu Jiu announced his first order after taking over the position.

"President Chen, since you have been fired from your job due to the fashion, I will pay you twice the salary for leaving your post. Please pack your bags and leave."

"Ah …" A small cry of surprise escaped from the mouths of some of the people present, but it did not cause the major players present to be shocked in the slightest.

Tang Xu's resignation letter had been torn apart, and the person who was about to leave, was not Tang Xu but President Chen.

The President Chen asked in disbelief, "Ninth Young Master... "What do you mean?"

Fu Jiu glanced at him, "What? Are you so old that you can't make out what I'm saying? "

It was not that he did not hear it clearly, but he did not dare to believe what he had just heard.

Fu Jiu was clearly aware of this point, and spoke with a tone of contempt, "Right now, I am the one being controlled by Feng Shang, President Chen, you should leave."

He heard it. He must have heard everything they said to each other.

The look in Tang Xu's eyes became more and more complicated. She did not recognize this man, although he looked familiar, she still did not know why this Fu Jiu had appeared here, seemingly to help her.

Familiar with … Where in the world did he get to know such a man?

This is an unsolvable problem.

Fu Jiu was already chasing him away, "President Chen, I think you understand the rules of the style, you don't need me to send you out right now?"

President Chen finally recovered from the shock just now as he angrily said his biggest trump card, "I am the chief elder of this company!"

It was precisely because he was an elder that he had taken a look at Windy over the past few years, and he had also scooped a lot of oil out of it.

Although these matters had not been exposed, it did not mean that no one did not know about them. As long as one had been in the wrong, they would know about them.