President, he is so charming to me

She took a bite of the side of the bread, it was very tender, but Meng Yanran couldn't finish it.

Meng Yanran quietly glanced at Ge Mingwei, "Young Master Ge, why are you being nice to me?"

Ge Mingwei sat across from her with burning eyes, "I told you, I won't help in vain. When you can help me in the future."
Meng Yanran put down the bread, picked up the milk on the side, and leaned back, "But I haven't been of any help for so long."

"Aren't you my fiancee?"

Ge Mingwei didn't say the word "pretend".

Meng Yanran had a guess in her mind, "Are you..."

"no!"

Ge Mingwei still had bread in his mouth and didn't have time to swallow it, so he hurriedly grabbed the words.

The two looked at each other and hurried away, the atmosphere had never been so awkward.

"Don't ask, just let me accompany you and protect you, and I will be satisfied."

Ge Mingwei lowered his head and concentrated on eating the bread, without looking at her again.

Did she notice?
Ge Mingwei felt a little uneasy, and must restrain himself in the future.

Meng Yanran lowered her head and drank milk spoon by spoon, her voice lowered, "Young Master Ge, I'm not worth it. There's no need to break up with Yan Shi because of me, and lose the hearts of the people in the company."

Ge Mingwei picked up a fried egg, and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's a small matter, it's easy to solve."

They're just clowns, and he doesn't pay attention to them yet.

"What time did you work until last night?"

Meng Yanran seemed to have no intention of looking at her mouth, but her tone of voice was as flat as a homely routine.

Ge Mingwei stopped talking and ate bread silently.

Meng Yanran frowned, "It's too much fun, you should distinguish between public and private."

"You think too much, don't be too confident. It's not just because of you that I terminated the contract with Yan."

After Ge Mingwei ate the last bite of bread, he took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands.

"Toothbrushes and towels, I bought new ones, and they are in the bathroom."

Ge Mingwei tightened his tie, went upstairs to get his bag, and left in a hurry.

Meng Yanran sighed at a table of breakfast...

On the way to work, Ge Mingwei made a phone call.

"Wuhen, do me a favor, help me find out the details of An Ziming, and dig out all three generations of him."

The man over there said: "Xiao Liu, no, Young Master Ge, didn't you say that you would never use these things to deal with ordinary people?"

Ge Mingwei knocked on the steering wheel, "I used to be considered too benevolent. I have such conditions, why not use them."

The man sighed, "Let's get together."

"Okay. Wait until the work is over."

After hanging up the phone, Ge Mingwei threw the phone aside irritably.

Was Meng Yanran pushing him away and alienating him just now?
As soon as Ge Mingwei arrived at the company, the secretary rushed up to greet him and handed him a stack of documents.

The secretary looked worried, "Mr. Ge, other high-level executives of the company forcibly held an emergency meeting. All the shareholders, big and small, were present and invited you. I'm afraid I'm counting you right now. Are you going to rush to save the situation now?"

"It's okay, let those old immortals struggle and clamor for a while."

Ge Mingwei took the stack of documents and threw them into the trash can in front of his desk.

"President Ge..." The secretary was in a dilemma.

Ge Mingwei didn't make it difficult for her, and waved her to do her own work, "Just tell them openly, the president of the company, Ge Mingwei is here, and I'll drink some water to quench my thirst before going to the meeting."
Ge Mingwei took the cup, took the water and stood drinking at the door of the office. People who came and went to work all glanced at him cautiously. He was waiting for someone.

A group of old foxes who follow the trend, a group of fools without courage, the company really needs a major rectification.

The president's special assistant Qiao Sen finally arrived.

Ge Mingwei drank his last sip of water, entered the office, took off his suit jacket, and took two documents from his briefcase.

He sneered, the show is about to begin
When he came to the door of the meeting room, Ge Mingwei could hear Tang Yang expressing his dissatisfaction with him "passionately" from a distance.

He withdrew his hand on the doorknob, gestured to Qiao Sen behind him, and signaled him to record.

"He, Ge Mingwei, is the president, so can he abandon the company's future?! Everyone saw his attitude at the last meeting. He was a fool, and he was a scoundrel! The company is not his company alone, and Ge Mingwei cannot coax a woman just because of him. , Lose everyone's interests!"

Hearing this, Ge Mingwei smiled playfully, covered the documents with his coat, and pushed the door in, followed by Qiao Sen.

"Sorry everyone, I'm late."

Ge Mingwei looked around and found many unfamiliar faces. It seemed that An Ziming and Tang Yang had put in a lot of effort to bring him down, and even invited those small-cap shareholders.

Tang Yang swallowed his words, his face turned pale.

An Ziming beside him dragged him to sit down, but Tang Yang was still too guilty to look at Ge Mingwei.

There is still no one sitting in the leading position of the president, even if they still have some brains, they are not so bold yet.
Ge Mingwei pulled out his chair and sat down, and put his coat on the table.

An Ziming stood up and said, "Mr. Ge, Tang Yang is also thinking of the company, so he speaks more straightforwardly. I hope you don't mind."
The bald old man on the opposite side also stood up, "Most people in the board of directors feel that your actions this time are inappropriate and have brought huge losses to the company and individuals. You may not be suitable to sit in this position anymore."

A slightly younger man also echoed, with a disdainful tone, "At a time when the company is in crisis, it's fine if you're late for work today, and you're late for the meeting. If you're late for a shareholders' meeting with all the staff present, you don't even have a pen and paper. Not a word."

Ge Mingwei looked at him, not thinking for a while who this person was.

It's ridiculous, now all cats and dogs can stand on top of his head and shout!
There were rustling discussions in the conference room, and everyone whispered to each other, and glanced at Ge Mingwei from time to time.

Ge Mingwei still didn't speak, but still tapped his fingertips.

An Ziming stood up again, with an agitated expression, "The Ge family has a big business, and if you lose your position in Huayao, you can still go home and be your Young Master Ge, but what about all of us? Shareholders here must also understand the stakes in it!"
At this time, Secretary Ge Mingwei walked in lightly, put down the notebook and pen for Ge Mingwei, and left.

Ge Mingwei turned the pen in his hand, and waited for everyone to calm down before he said calmly, "I am not suitable for this chair, so who do you think is suitable?"
a group of people looking at each other
"I have something to say." The bald old man stood up again, "I think director security is suitable."

He "speaks righteously" and said: "Director An is hard-working. He is a veteran cadre in the board of directors. He is experienced and selfless. I believe that letting him be the president will definitely lead everyone through the difficulties."

Ge Mingwei slapped his pen and snorted coldly: "Unselfish? Are you afraid that you are old and dim-witted?"
Tang Yang seized the opportunity to ask: "This time we terminated the cooperation with Yan's, how much money did we give them for nothing! Mr. Ge, dare you say that you have no selfishness?"
"I have selfish motives."

The discussion around was louder.

"But I will never joke about the fate of the company and the trust of shareholders." Ge Mingwei knocked on the table, stood up and pointed at the bald old man.

"Outrageous and unreasonable!" The bald-headed old man felt that he was an elder after all, but he asked a young man to point his nose and shout.

Glancing at the bald old man, Ge Mingwei didn't care about him anymore.

An unremarkable female employee stood up in the corner, "Everyone, Director An has worked for Huayao for so many years, how many excellent plans he came up with, and how many outstanding young people he brought out, everyone should be able to see..."

Ge Mingwei interrupted her with cold eyes, "Stop bragging, does he have a plan to deal with this crisis?"

The female employee was terrified by her eyes, but she still had the courage to say, "Mr. Ge, isn't it difficult for you to force others to do it? Could it be that you have it?"

Ge Mingwei looked at him coldly, "What if I say yes?"

An Ziming was the first who couldn't sit still, "Impossible, in such a short period of time, who is willing to cooperate with us? And let us make a lot of money?"

Ge Mingwei picked up the suit on the table and put it on, revealing the documents underneath.

"Joseon, read."

The recorder in Qiao Sen's pocket was placed on the desk in front of him, and he picked up the thick stack of documents on the desk, and everyone raised their hearts to their throats. Unexpectedly, Ge Mingwei kept a hand!
"Matters related to the acquisition of Xu's—"

"Xu? Impossible, Ge Mingwei, you are delusional!"

Tang Yang was really in a hurry, no matter how much An Ziming teased him, it wouldn't help.

Ge Mingwei didn't even give him a look, "Director Tang, this is not a draft contract, this is an effective contract that has already been reached."
Tang Yang was so angry that he pointed at his nose and cursed, "Ge Mingwei, you must have cheated! How could Xu Zhuo sell himself for no reason!"
Ge Mingwei said calmly, "The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and it is a place where intrigues and intrigues. You have been in Huayao for so many years, do you want me to tell you this?"
"President Ge, are you still studying?" Qiao Sen asked him softly.

Ge Mingwei waved his hand to indicate that there is no need for it, it is enough that the effect has been achieved.

He turned to look at An Ziming, "Director An, do you have anything else to say?"

An Ziming still looked angrily, but still spit out two words, "No."

On the other hand, Tang Yang was not so calm, "Director An, Ge Mingwei is not worthy!"

An Ziming glared at him, "Shut up! Mr. Ge can come up with a plan to save the company, what nonsense do you have! Sit down!"

Tang Yang, a pig teammate, doesn't know that Ge Mingwei is recording? !Don't you know the occasion?

Ge Mingwei pointed his finger at An Ziming and Tang Yang, "Director An, public and private are clearly distinguished. If there is a conflict, go out of the conference room and resolve it privately. Otherwise, next time, you two will go home and discuss it slowly."

An Ziming's face was livid, and he pursed his lips in silence.

The bald-headed old man is obviously an idiot, "Let me just say, how could it be possible to be the president of Huayao Tiancheng China Branch at a young age without two brushes. Mr. Ge, I was so offended just now."
Ge Mingwei smiled without saying a word, took a notebook and walked towards the door, Qiao Sen also followed, but did not take a recorder.

There was no sound in the meeting room, and Ge Mingwei walked to the door before turning around and adding, "The meeting is over."