Only by rejecting the Goddess can God become stronger

When the identity of Yu Fanfanchen Capital was revealed, all the shareholders at the scene suddenly fell into a long silence.

They looked at the young man in the distance with trepidation and fear, and they all began to blush because of their previous ridicule.

For them, a few hundred million is indeed a lot of money.

But for a person with a net worth of nearly 5000 billion, this money may really be dispensable.

Especially Wu Xiangwei, who just laughed at Yu Fan face to face, now buried his head on the ground and hid behind the crowd, afraid of exposing himself to Yu Fan's sight.

He was annoyed that he actually laughed at a top rich man's views on wealth, and he was even more annoyed why he gave birth to Wu Qiong, who was not good to offend, but to offend such a big shot.

The people around were also too embarrassed to talk about Yu Fan, but urged Wu Xiangwei one after another.

"Director Wu, is your son here? Hurry up and call him over to make an apology to Mr. Yu."

"That is, if your son hadn't offended Mr. Yu, maybe we would have concluded the business deal long ago."

Wu Xiangwei was dissatisfied: "Kangsi's cancellation of the supply is obviously out of interest considerations. What does it have to do with my son whether he can offend Mr. Yu?"

"Nonsense, didn't you hear what Mr. Yu said? He doesn't care about the profits of hundreds of millions. What Mr. Yu wants is an attitude."

"Director Wu, let's put the ugly words first. If your son cannot be forgiven by Mr. Yu and solve the silk supply problem, you, Mr. Wu, must take full responsibility for this matter."

Wu Xiangwei's expression turned ugly.

The real faces of these former colleagues made him almost sick.

Just now he laughed at Yu Fan for looking down on hundreds of millions.

Now that he knew Yu Fan's identity, he immediately changed his mind and said that others just wanted an attitude.

Mela couldn't stand it any longer, and said powerlessly: "Everyone, stop arguing. The interests of the company are the common interests of all of us. Now is not the time to rush to be held accountable. Everyone should first think about how to make Mr. Yu Be satisfied."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and someone suggested: "How about we increase the purchase price?"

Someone immediately retorted: "Mr. Yu doesn't even look down on a profit of several hundred million yuan. If you improve it, how high can it go? Shall we pay back the money?"

The chairman who was over [-] years old suddenly said: "This matter, if you want to start from the perspective of profit, I'm afraid it will be difficult to satisfy Mr. Yu."

"After all, the market value of our entire company is not worth the net worth of Mr. Yu."

"I suggest, start from the emotional aspect, understand it with emotion, and move it with reason."

After a pause, the chairman raised his chin towards Yu Jingling's three daughters, narrowed his eyes and said, "Those three girls seem to be shareholders of our company too? Mela?"

Mela who was asked immediately stood up and explained: "Those three are Ms. Yu Jingling, Ms. Lan Xin, and Ms. Xu Dongling. They each hold 5% of our company's shares, and they have a close relationship with Mr. Yu."

Needless to say, the last sentence is irreversible, everyone can see it.

Because the three girls are almost hanging on Yu Fan.

Seeing three such outstanding girls being so close to Yu Fan, all the men present were envious and jealous.

It's a pity that they can't do anything except watch, let alone dare to do it.

After hearing the news from the three women, the chairman was silent for a moment, and then he said clearly: "After a while, please help those three ladies to say something good. The interests of the company are also linked to the three ladies. Let them intercede, maybe Mr. Yu will listen."

Just as he was speaking, Wu Qiong, who had been waiting for a long time, finally came.

Wu Qiong, who had been checked in the hospital just now, had a bandage wrapped around his waist.

That kick looked scary, but fortunately, it was done properly, and there was no serious injury. It's just that in the next few days, I still have to rest for a while.

So Wu Qiong couldn't figure out why his dad knew that he was injured, but he desperately forced him to come over, without saying anything about it.

Seeing the angry eyes of everyone at the scene, Wu Qiong was even more confused.

What has he done?

Do you all see him that way?
"dad."

Wu Qiong walked up to Wu Xiangwei with a puzzled expression on his face.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Wu Xiangwei raised his hand.

"You bastard!"

Wu Xiangwei, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, seemed to want to vent all his anger with this slap.

With a slap, not only did Wu Qiong's face have a clear palm print, but even Wu Xiangwei's hand hurt.

"Dad, are you crazy!"

Wu Qiong was completely dumbfounded, and looked at his father in disbelief.

Wu Xiangwei was extremely angry, pointed at Wu Qiong and said tremblingly: "Am I crazy? I think you are crazy!"

"Do you know what stupid thing I did today!"

When Wu Xiangwei was educating his son, the others watched coldly, wishing they could go up and get two slaps.

Wu Qiong looked at everyone's eyes, nervously and quickly began to recall today's past.

But after thinking for a long time, he didn't realize what stupid thing he did.

"I didn't do anything?"

Wu Xiangwei became even more angry: "I'm stupid and I don't know it. How can I be such a useless wretch in my life!"

Wu Xiangwei still wanted to hit someone, but was stopped by the chairman.

"Okay, teach your son, we'll talk about it later, don't keep Mr. Yu waiting."