Sit at the wrong table on a blind date, get married to the heir of a billionaire family

Gan Qi had no idea that the two brothers were together upstairs at Meng's company headquarters.

At this moment, Meng Tinghao is facing severe reprimand.

"It's okay to miss the cross-border meeting in the morning. I told you to come to study the meeting materials. Are you 9 minutes late?"

Meng Yan was sitting on the rostrum in the middle, with a sullen face, and the air pressure around him was frighteningly low.

Meng Tinghao didn't dare to look at his eldest brother at all.

"It's because... I don't think I need to participate."

"As for being late, I was trying really hard to catch the bus, but the road was stuck."

"Still making excuses?"

As a nominal member of the board of directors of the Meng Group, Meng Tinghao is actually very leisurely.

There are some insignificant projects in my hands, and it will really have little impact if he is there or not.

However, Meng Yan couldn't accept his brother's casual attitude.

"All I do is eat, drink and have fun all day long. How can I inherit the Meng family's property in the future?"

Meng Tinghao curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't there an eldest brother like you...I didn't say I wanted to inherit."

Meng Yan said with a stern face, "Can't you share your share of the Meng Group?"

"And you!"

Meng Yan glanced at the other people at the conference table.

When everyone present heard that they were being cueed, they all lowered their heads with a "swish" sound, for fear of being named and criticized by their elder brother like Meng Tinghao.

Today's meeting was attended by all descendants of the Meng family, who are related to each other.

The few people here, who are usually spoiled and luxurious young men on various occasions, are all cautious with their tails between their legs at this moment.

"Everyone is just a fool, not doing his job properly!"

Meng Yan said, "Meng Tinghao can sign a small project worth 7000 million yuan from me. What do you do for food on weekdays?"

"Everyone is busy with their affairs and leaves such trivial matters to me. What do you do for food?"

After asking this question, the heads of everyone present dropped even lower.

Meng Tinghao felt aggrieved, "Brother... I originally planned to take a rest today. I originally asked Xiao Wu to sign for me on that project..."

"Really, Xiaowu?"

Xiao Wu Meng Junhe, who was sitting nearby, turned pale with fright. He didn't expect that he would be confessed because he also had a day off today.

"I...I'm not feeling well today, so I won't be here."

Meng Yan looked at Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Yeah, I probably ate something bad and had diarrhea these days." Xiao Wu's tone was full of guilt.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Meng Yan pulled out a magazine and threw it on the table with a "swish" sound.

"Which female celebrity will you eat bad food with?"

The office was silent, and no one dared to speak out.

"Xiao Liu, your pocket money bill last month exceeded 60%. Write a report to me."

"Yes."

"Xiao Qi, you spent 800 million on a pair of limited edition sneakers?"

"……Yes."

"You guys are so weak when you are working, but so energetic when you are enjoying yourself. What? Are you leaving all the work to me and asking me to work for you?"

Everyone took a deep breath.

"Brother...we don't dare anymore."

"yes, Sir."

"...I won't dare to do it again."

Rather than explaining, these young rich people looked more like begging for mercy.

After all, it's scary for their eldest brother to be angry.

Meng Yan even tired them out, "Starting from today, everyone will give me a work report once a week."

"If the work is not up to standard, the bank card consumption will be limited and stopped if necessary."

"Yes……"

After the meeting.

The Meng family disciples were like eggplants beaten by frost, leaving the conference room with sad faces.

Meng Tinghao was even more aggrieved.

He felt that he had worked very hard and even arranged everything before taking a break.

Unexpectedly, today became a typical example of laziness.

Meng Yan sat at the main seat, and his assistant brought him the breakfast he had not eaten.

"Mr. Meng, if you don't eat it, it will get cold."

"let it go."

Meng Tinghao was depressed and refused to leave the conference room.

"Brother, I have to explain that I really set off as soon as I got the call today, but the traffic jam on the road was too serious..."