Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Zhao Qichen raised his graceful eyebrows, finally coughed dryly, and said the last sentence of the day, "So, you want me to stand up and criticize myself in public?"

"That's what it means," said one director.

Director Chen slowly closed his eyes, as if he didn't think things were too big a deal.

Laura gritted her teeth and stood up abruptly, "Aren't you going too far? Don't forget Mr. Zhao's contribution to the Meiyu Group in the past few years. It's just such a small matter, and you just hold on to it. Isn't it too chilling. "

Director Chen raised his eyelids and said sharply, "Do you have a place to speak here?"

"Father, it's too unreasonable for you to treat Mr. Zhao like this."

"Sit down for me. This is the company, so you don't have the right to speak." Director Chen was angry. He assigned his daughter to Zhao Qichen as secretary at the beginning because he wanted her to provide convenience for him, but he didn't expect that she would listen to him. commanded, which annoyed him.

Laura was holding back a burst of anger, unable to vomit or swallow, "Mr. Zhao, you don't need to apologize. You didn't delay your work when you went abroad, and you didn't cause any loss to the company. Why should you listen to them?"

Zhao Qichen put on a button of his suit, straightened up gracefully, "Laura, sit back first."

"Mr. Zhao..."

"Sit back to your seat." The voice was not loud, but the momentum was not small, making everyone present feel a sense of deterrence.

Laura sat down and glanced coldly at the few people present.

"Don't you just ask me to criticize myself?" Zhao Qichen smiled like a prince, shocking everyone.

Director Wang, headed on the left, nodded, "Yes, that's right."

Zhao Qichen smiled, "I have been in Meiyu Group for five or six years. I have always accepted other people's apologies, and I have never criticized myself. I really don't know what to do. I don't know if those present can teach me first. And me?"

The complete meichun shape is picked.

"Mr. Zhao, the reason you gave is too childish." Director Zhang sneered.

"I've been in the Meiyu Group all these years, and I've always only done one thing, which is to help everyone here make money so that you can live a comfortable life in your later years. I really don't know how to criticize myself. You elders don't Teach me, I really don't know what to do." Zhao Qichen said with a modest smile on his face.

Director Chen snorted softly, "Didn't he ask you to teach him? What are you still doing?"

Does this kind of thing need to be taught by others?The directors present are not idiots, and none of them want to stand up.

In the stalemate, the conference room suddenly fell silent, no one took the initiative to speak, and kept watching.

Looking around with his cold eyes, Zhao Qichen straightened his leaking tie, and said calmly, "Since all the elders are unwilling to teach me, then I can only cross the river by feeling for the stones and apologize to you all in my own way."

After the words fell, the office door was pushed open, and Li Tezhu walked in.

"Mr. Zhao, everything is ready."

Zhao Qichen nodded, "The elders are also waiting anxiously, let's start."

The twenty or so people present were whispering in confusion, what do you mean?Isn't he self-critical?Why do you feel that something is wrong?
Director Chen also pulled his face down, "Zhao Qichen, what exactly do you want to do?"

Zhao Qichen leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and said in a low and mellow voice, "Director Chen, fellow directors, didn't you tell me to criticize myself? I think that's what self-criticism means. Please forgive me if it contradicts what you understand. .” After finishing speaking, he nodded lightly at Li Tezhu, “It’s time to start.”

"Ah."

Li Te helped open the folder with a clatter, and there were dozens of thick sheets of printing paper in it. He coughed twice and began to read.

"Dear directors here, I am here to criticize myself as the general manager of Meiyu Group, and I would like to apologize to all of you present. During my tenure as the general manager of Meiyu Group, I temporarily left my post for some reasons. I have won a piece of land worth billions abroad. Since I did not greet the board of directors before I went out this time, it was my dereliction of duty. Therefore, I decided to negotiate with the auctioneer and return this piece of land that everyone was bidding for, and express my sincerity. Sorry, pay one billion liquidated damages..."

"Wait a moment!"

Director Chen interrupted suddenly, "What did you just say? What land?"

Zhao Qichen said calmly, "Didn't Director Chen know that after the resort project went wrong, I decided to enter the European real estate industry to build momentum and restore the reputation that Meiyu Group has recently lost. That's right, I didn't inform you about this matter in advance. Greetings everyone, after all, the chances of winning are not great, and I don't want everyone to be happy for nothing, but I didn't expect that I successfully won this land. You may not know that the contract has already been signed, but just now, I have notified ..."

And such a thing?
In an instant, the conference room suddenly froze, and everyone present raised their hearts to their throats. Why didn't they know that Zhao Qichen went abroad to bid for land?
It is logically impossible, but... No, Zhao Qichen does have some resources abroad, and it is possible to win a good piece of land, and he blocked the news and proceeded quietly?
This is the only way to explain it.

"Zhao Qichen! Call immediately to stop breaking the contract!" Director Chen's eyes suddenly widened, and the cloudy pupils almost flew out of the eye sockets.

Because he was too anxious, his face was twisted together, hideous like a ghost.

This face, which once seemed kind and amiable, is now becoming more and more ugly, just like the human face and animal heart.

"Huh? Did Uncle Chen not let me start self-criticism? I prepared for a long time before I started." Zhao Qichen wrapped his hands around the ring, lap after lap.

Every movement of the slender fingers will cause the tension of the people present. Whether the next step is to lose money or get money, it all depends on his hands.

Zhao Qichen is no longer a brat who just joined the company, and can be his own.

"What are you criticizing? Hurry up and call me to stop the rescission of the contract!" Director Chen urged urgently, his face flushed.

Ha ha!

Zhao Qichen got up gracefully, tugged on the bow tie, and Ran Ran tied it with his own hands, so he had to protect it, "Since I don't need to criticize myself, then I will go about my own business, and I don't need you guys to do what I want to do in the future." Take care."

Director Chen anxiously grabbed Zhao Qichen's hand, followed him to stand up, and stood up, "Qichen, don't be ignorant of the seriousness. Once the contract is broken, the group will lose a lot of money! Don't act recklessly!"

Zhao Qichen glanced lightly at the somewhat old hand holding his arm. These hands once held his hand and taught him how to gain a foothold in the company, but now they want to push him off the seat!