The white moonlight gl

They can be so shameless to do such a rascal behavior.

Abandon all the etiquette and upbringing that have been deeply rooted.

Isn't it because they have been suppressed by her and can no longer be proud?

At the end of the road, at the end of the road, Feng Qingshui was happy to stand by the pit, watching them dog-eat-dog at the bottom of the pit, suffering non-stop, all calculations came to nothing.

"President?" Liang Subo was very worried about Feng Qingshui's condition, after all, he was one of the few people who knew that Feng Qingshui's body was dying soon.

It's just that he's a man, and he's just a subordinate, so even though he feels uncomfortable and can't accept it, Liang Subo can control himself and let himself repay his appreciation, respect and help with a more dedicated and careful work attitude. A good boss who grows up and gives him many opportunities.

"I'm fine. You take them to the reception room on the first floor. If they don't go, just let the security guards press them down. You're welcome."

"Good president."

Not having the habit of being treated like monkeys by her employees in public, Feng Qingshui went directly to the side door and entered the building, and walked towards the reception room.

Liang Subo waited for Feng Qingshui to go far away before entering the hall through the main gate. He pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were sharp. Someone in the noisy crowd saw him and immediately exclaimed: "Liang Zhu is here, Liang Zhu is here!" It's gone.", "Liang Zhu, someone is making trouble here.", "The three of them are here to find the president."

Those who can enter this building have more or less heard that their president was forced to go abroad by his father and stepmother when he was young, and almost died. thing.

They admired the CEO's ability, and felt that the CEO's father and stepmother were really bad things, but at the same time, they felt that the CEO was too ruthless. Anyway, they were both her biological father and stepmother?

And her stepbrother was only a half-grown child, so he was even more innocent.

Seeing that the three of them looked so miserable now, these people felt compassionate and didn't work hard when trying to stop and persuade them.

Otherwise, how could so many people pull or persuade mere three people to leave?

They are thinking, now that time has passed so long, and their president has long since finished taking revenge and venting his anger, the dissatisfaction with these three people should also disappear with the passage of time, the family relationship, maybe Their president will see that the three of them are so down-and-out this time, is his heart softening?

Liang Subo has practiced by Feng Qingshui's side for many years, and he is no longer the innocent boy who just left the school. He only took a closer look and realized that the security guards didn't try their best. Unable to control it: "What are you all doing here during working hours? Is it too little work or being lazy and slippery? Do you want me to tell Mr. Feng?"

He looked at the crowd with severe condemnation, but everyone who was touched by Liang Subo's eyes felt guilty. Someone wanted to explain, but Liang Subo had already pointed his guns and mouths at a few energetic security guards: "You guys are here early in the morning. Let outsiders enter the company, and let them make noise, and each write a [-]-word self-criticism."

Seeing dissatisfaction on the faces of several security guards, Liang Subo looked even colder, and said coolly: "It's okay if you don't write, then cancel the cooperation immediately."

Several security guards: "..."

Don't, don't, although there is no room here, only lunch and dinner are included, but the advantage is that the environment is good and the salary is high, and there is no sunshine in summer and no freezing in winter.

If the cooperation here is cancelled, they might be reassigned by the security company, so their faces froze slightly. One of them, a middle-aged man who should be the captain of the security team, smiled obsequiously at Liang Subo: "Write, why?" If you don’t write it, I will urge the team members to write it later, and Liang will help you read it the day after tomorrow, how about I hand it over to you the day after tomorrow?"

Liang Subo nodded.

He looked at the others again, all over his face, why are you still standing here, do you also want to quit?

Everyone: "..."

When their personal interests are not involved, they can pity this and that, but once their own interests are involved, how can they care about some insignificant people, so: "Ah, ah, it seems that I didn't report it. Goodbye, Liang Zhu.”, “Oh, oh, I still have something to do.”, “Liang Zhu, I’m working overtime tonight, so don’t be angry hahaha.”, “Let’s go.”…

After a while, the hall was empty.

...

Feng's father and three were a little scared of Liang Subo, they knew him, and knew that he was working for Feng Qingshui, and his methods were ruthless.

Seeing that besides the three of them, only Liang Subo and a few security guards were around, Father Feng's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to yell anymore.

He shrank his neck, and his tone was inexplicably pitiful: "I, I'm here to find Qingqing."

Feng Qingshui's stepmother, surnamed Qin, was originally a graceful, luxurious, scheming, beautiful woman, a rich wife whom everyone envied.

It's a pity that no matter how scheming Mrs. Qin is, she just set her sights on the Feng family and used her scheming against Feng Qingshui, her stepdaughter, in order to plan a future for herself and her son.

After Feng Qingshui jumped out of the Feng family and established her own power, Mrs. Qin had nothing to fear from Feng Qingshui.

Mrs. Qin, who lost her money and status, and was tortured by reality repeatedly, aged very quickly. Only those eyes were full of ambition and desire.

Let it look not so numb.

I don't know if she was heartbroken by Feng's father and son or what, at this moment Mrs. Qin has the air of smashing the pot and smashing it, and she will die.

She glared at Father Feng, a wimp, and her volume remained unchanged: "You're here, what about Fengqing Shuiren? I want to ask her why she wanted to find an actor? She still thinks that Feng's family is not shameful enough in City S, right?" ?”

Liang Subo: "..."

"He is really shameless and invincible in the world. What qualifications and position does Madam have to say about Mr. Feng? Do you still think that you are living too well?"

He went back directly according to Mrs. Qin's sentence pattern. Liang Subo looked at the unscrupulous boy who had been silent all the time, dyed yellow hair, and kept rolling his eyes, and satirized: "As for the embarrassment, I'm sorry Mrs. Qin, my president is in s The city is very respected by people, besides, although my president is also surnamed Feng, but what does she have to do with you, I remember, it is in the household registration book of my president?"

"Is she alone?"

Madam Qin: "..."

"Okay, my president is waiting for you in the reception room, please?" The voice, attitude, tone, and even the gestures contained contempt and disdain. Feng's father, Mrs. Qin, felt deeply humiliated, but had no choice but to obey.

Liang Subo led the way, the anger in his eyes almost manifested.

He hated the three of them.

If it weren't for them, the president wouldn't have died at a young age.

...

At this moment, Feng Qingshui was already a little bored waiting in the reception room, so when Liang Subo and the others opened the door and came in, they saw a woman in black formal attire sitting at the head of the negotiating table, resting her chin on one hand, lazily scattered.

Seeing them, the woman's aura suddenly turned violent, and her whole body exuded a dangerous atmosphere. She stared at them, her eyes were full of coldness.

Liang Subo: "..."

Even though he knew that the president was not targeting him, Liang Subo was still clever. He quickly walked behind the president and called softly: "President."

"Ah."

Slightly nodding her head, Feng Qingshui straightened her back, and said in a cool voice, "You guys came to see me, what's the matter?"

Father Feng smiled bitterly and called out: "Qingqing."

Feng Qingshui was unmoved.

The father-daughter relationship between the two has long since faded away. Everyone present understood this. Mrs. Qin gritted her teeth resentfully, clenched her fists with both hands, and said, "That's what you do as a junior? When you meet an elder, please say hello." Can't even sit?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"You took the wrong medicine?"

Raising her eyebrows, she looked at Mrs. Qin in surprise, Feng Qingshui snorted softly, and said bluntly: "You are really getting uglier."

Mrs. Qin: "You!"

The bloody little brat.

If I had known earlier, I should have made up my mind to kill her directly.

"Okay, I have something to talk about, you can leave if you have nothing to do, I'm very busy." Feng Qingshui had already made a rough guess about the purpose of the three people's visit, and Feng Qingshui thought that she really still didn't understand their brain circuit.

Father Feng's expression was embarrassing: "Qingqing, I saw on the Internet that you have a girlfriend, right? If you want me to say, you are still young, don't worry."

"Yes." Mrs. Qin answered, "You are an upstart in the shopping malls, worth tens of billions. There are plenty of people in S City for you to choose, but that Mo Rantong can't do it."

"That's right, sister, that one named Mo Rantong spends all day fooling around in the entertainment industry, playing tricks, there are several boys in our class alone, who take pictures of her every day, cough cough cough Cough cough."

With a series of violent coughs, the unscrupulous boy with pierced ears and ripped pants shrank his neck, and turned his head, not daring to look at Feng Qingshui's more piercing eyes.

"Qingqing."

"Okay, it seems that you are here today for my sake and for me?" Impatiently interrupting Feng's father, Feng Qingshui curled her lips mockingly, and said, "I thought you were afraid I married Tongtong, so I came here on purpose?... After all, once I marry Tongtong, after I die, Tongtong will be able to share part of the property under my name. Isn't this trying to gouge your hearts? "

Seeing the slight changes in the expressions of the three people, it was obvious that she was talking about something, Feng Qingshui laughed softly: "You know that I am not in good health, and I am afraid that I will not live long, so you have been looking forward to my death, and then I will give away my property. Take it for yourself, just?"

"Am I that stupid?"

"To tell you the truth, I have already made a will, and I haven't left any money for you. I'm afraid your calculations will come to nothing."

Father Feng and Mrs. Qin's delinquent boy: "!"

Feng's father was anxious: "Qingqing! I am your biological father after all! Are you just watching me being forced to death by those debt collectors!"

Feng Qingshui smiled: "Yes."

Mrs. Qin was already a little crazy, her eyes were red, and she threatened loudly: "How dare you! If you really do this! I will find a reporter to expose your unfilial piety!"

Feng Qingshui was fearless: "I've already done it, you go and expose it."