The Peerless God of War of the Female President

J country O city, ND consortium headquarters building, board meeting room.

An old man with silver hair held a newspaper in both hands and a cigar in his mouth, his brows were frowned, and his face seemed unhappy.

Beside the oval conference table, there were more than a dozen middle-aged men and women sitting, all with solemn expressions, and they were all quietly waiting for the old man to finish reading the newspaper.

Beside the old man, a middle-aged man with two mustaches let out a dry cough and said to speak first.

"Everyone, the purpose of convening this board of directors today is to hear everyone's views on the current situation. Now that Qing Ling'er and Yang Chen have been released by the authorities of country J, and the attitude of the authorities of country J has also undergone a 180-degree change. It's not good news for us."

"Humph!"

At this moment, the old man finally finished reading the news reports in the newspaper, closed the newspaper heavily, and threw it aside.

"This Yang Chen is really cunning!"

The mustache sighed and said: "I don't know what kind of harm that kid Yang Chen used to make the Pierre authorities stop listening to us! Moreover, in this way, the various industries of the Yang family will be destroyed. If they will frantically flood into the country J market in the near future, our business may not be easy to do in the future."

"This guy, doesn't he think about the interests of our ND consortium at all?"

Mustache smiled wryly and said, "Peter, when we invaded the markets of those small countries, didn't we consider their interests, didn't we? This world is like this, and only the strong will always have the right to speak."

The silver-haired old man said with a gloomy expression: "We will never let others slaughter us! Although Yang Chen won this round, he will definitely not be able to win the next round!"

The mustache was silent for a while and said: "Peter, the Rakshasa you mentioned earlier, didn't he have a chance to get rid of Yang Chen inside?"

Hearing the word Luosha, the old man's face immediately became a little depressed: "Don't mention it, the guys before boasted that Luosha was omnipotent, but in the end, he was caught by an ordinary prison guard. !"

Mustache was stunned: "Could it be that the Rakshasa you're talking about is the Jenny who killed Andre?"

The old man nodded dejectedly: "It's her, the middleman told me that this woman is very powerful, she can get rid of Yang Chen without anyone noticing, but I didn't expect that Yang Chen didn't die, but she went in! "

Mustache hesitated for a moment and said: "Peter, the situation is already like this, and the authorities of Country J are unable to recover, why don't we talk to Yang Chen?"

"Talk? Talk about what? What can we talk to him about?"

"Talk about cooperation! If we don't talk about it now, and let the Yang Group's capital enter J country so easily, then we will have to confront them head-on, and we will not have an advantage at all! The strength of the Yang family is now so strong You can challenge a country, and our ND consortium is simply not enough in front of them!"

"Lu Suo, have you been threatened by the Yang family? How can you say such frustrating words?"

"Peter, this is not discouragement. We are businessmen, and we take the pursuit of commercial interests as the first principle. It is not worth it for you to fight against the Yang family like this now!"

"Is this vindictiveness? I am defending our market and our interests! Don't you know that the current expansion of the Yang family can no longer allow others to share interests with them? Negotiating with them, you think it will Let them let us go?"

Mustache Russo sighed helplessly and said, "Peter, the problem is that no matter whether you talk about it or not, the Yang family will march into the market of country J. The difference in strength between us and them is too great, and there is no chance of winning if we confront them head-on. !"

"Hmph, we still have the support of the parliament of country J. Do the math, how many members of the parliament are elected by us? Pierre betrayed us and knelt in front of the Yang family, then we will push Come out to replace him, no matter how powerful the Yang family is, they are still fighting away on our territory, the right time, place and people are all on our side, as long as we persevere, we will definitely be able to drive them out of country J!"

The old man's eyes scanned the group of directors, and finally fell on an old man in a suit and a black bow tie.

"Dassault, I heard that during Yang Chen's detention, you once called Pierre and put pressure on him to release Yang Chen. Is there such a thing?"

Dassault nodded neither humble nor overbearing: "That's right, I did."

Pete didn't seem to expect that Dasso would admit it so readily, so he asked puzzledly: "Can you explain to me why you did this? Don't you know that letting Yang Chen out is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Dassault looked at Pete, and said calmly: "My Dassault Group is the largest contractor of the military, and our arms exports also account for a large share of the group's revenue. The Yang family's military industry will take away all our market orders, and their advanced technology is enough to hang us up and beat us, but I have no room to fight back, that's why I pressured Pierre to let him go."

"To put it bluntly, it's all about money, right?"

"Our Dassault Group is in business, not for money, but for what? For feelings?"

A dissatisfied expression appeared on Dassault's face: "Peter, the regulations of our ND consortium clearly state that each of our families or consortiums that join the consortium has the freedom to deal with issues related to its own interests, and the consortium has no right to intervene , you don't understand, do you?"

"You are right, but don't forget that there is another rule in the regulations, that is, once there is a conflict between the interests of the individual and the interests of the consortium, the individual must make concessions to preserve the interests of the consortium!"

Dassault said with a sneer: "What do you mean by this, that confronting the Yang family is in the interest of our entire ND consortium?"

Pete slapped the table and said angrily: "Isn't it? Once the Yang family enters country J, our ND consortium will be the first to lose its interests! So we must fight together and shut the power of the Yang family at the gate of country J." Outside!"

Dassault sneered, and said slowly: "Peter, don't forget that you are just the rotating president of the consortium, and you can't make a decision that involves the fate of the consortium against the Yang family. It requires everyone to collectively Vote."

Pete's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water. He glanced at the directors on both sides of the conference table, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you all mean the same?"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, no one spoke first, and finally Russo the Mustache spoke.

"Ahem, I think what Dassault said makes sense. It's true that it's better to vote for this kind of thing..."

"Yeah, let's vote and see..."

"I think so, after all, we are a democratic country..."

"That's right, it's better to vote..."

Seeing Russo, who is the assistant to the president, talking, everyone began to discuss, and finally Pete had to say a little annoyed: "Okay, since you all think the voting is fair, then let's vote!"

After everyone quieted down, Pete said again: "There are [-] members in our board of directors. According to the principle of the minority obeying the majority, as long as there are eight of us who support my point of view, the board of directors must implement it!"

Everyone didn't speak, they all nodded silently.

"Ahem, well, those who support President Pete and confront the Yang family head-on, please raise your hand."

After Russo finished speaking, he didn't raise his hand, but looked at everyone.

Several members of the board of directors raised their hands one after another. Russo counted and said to Pete, "Seven..."

Pete frowned suddenly: "What about you?"

"I, I'm in the cultural industry, and the conflict with the Yang family is not that big, so I, I'd better abstain..."

Pete finally heaved a sigh of relief. There was one abstention, which meant that there were only seven people who supported Dassault.

"Are there any abstainers among you? If not, then our vote will be considered a tie. According to the rules of the board of directors, if there is a tie between the opposing opinions, then the president will make the final decision!"

"Wait a minute, I haven't voted yet!"

Following a loud voice, Yang Chen pushed open the door of the meeting room with a smile, and walked in with his head held high.