The president blushes when he flirts

Hearing the movement, more than a dozen directors of the company turned their heads almost at the same time. The faces of the two directors who first proposed to "drive away" Xiang Wan were even more livid, as if they hadn't expected Xiang Wan's sudden appearance.

There were fine beads of sweat on Xiang Wan's forehead, but he still couldn't hide the aura of a superior person. Although he was only an ignorant kid in his twenties, it was not difficult to find out from his eyes that he shouldn't have a mature.

Seeing Xiang Wan appearing at the door, the secretary who had been forced to bring tea and water by the side was relieved. He wished he could take an annual leave with Xiang Wan immediately, and said that he would never participate in the shareholder meeting again.

Smiling at the secretary with a relaxed expression, Xiang Wan walked to the side where he was supposed to be, and sat on the table with his hands propped up.

Two slender legs were crossed together, and a pair of white hands were turning the mobile phone that hadn't ended the call.

Xiang Wan looked down at the fat man with a condescending smile, "Uncle Lao will take care of our Xiang family."

The fat man looked at a pair of condescending pupils, wondering if it was an illusion, but there was a dangerous light and conspiracy in these bright pupils.

That expression gave people a very bad feeling, as if they had been seen through.

The fat man shook his head, suppressing his fear and sneered: "Since I know that my uncle is worried about the company, I should listen to my uncles as soon as possible, and it would be good for everyone to go back and be your young master."

Xiang Wan raised his hand and tapped on his cheek, seeming to have thought of something, with a bright smile on his face: "Uncle's shareholding in the company is less than 8000%, but he used nearly [-] million of his own funds for Is it a good investment?"

The fat man was taken aback, and his eyes widened for a moment. Before he could speak, Xiang Wan jumped down from the table: "Investing in horse racing, this is the first time I've heard that one should bypass the chairman to make such a large sum of money." It's not easy."

After speaking, Xiang Wan turned his head to look at another antique who had already fidgeted on the opposite corner. He and Fatty agreed to impeach Xiang Wan before, and his face would be covered in sweat and he would not be able to say a word.

"You said, how to calculate this account?"

Looking at the smiling Xiang Wan, the fat man was stunned for a long time, and the eyes around him were like knives poking at his spine, which was not tall enough, piercing his self-esteem that had been piled up by money one by one.

"Damn you!" The fat man stood up abruptly, raised his fat hand, and slapped Xiang Wan's delicate face down fiercely, "You brat dares to take care of me!"

This slap used [-]% strength, this slap went on, as long as it hit, this annoying face would definitely be slapped to pieces by him.

However, the expected applause did not resound, but Xiang Wan took a half step back calmly, narrowly dodged the slap, lifted his knee up from the side, and slammed hard on the falling arm.

The dull voice was accompanied by the hoarse scream of the fat man who killed a pig. The person who was standing just now knelt on the ground suddenly, his face was covered with sweat, and he held his broken arm pale.

"Mr. Xiang, the police are here."

Before Fatty could stand up again, the police, who had already obtained evidence of economic crimes, took away Fatty, who was kneeling on the ground, and the shareholder who had been surrounded by employees on the other side with a wanted warrant.

Before leaving, the fat man shouted and threatened him unconvinced, as if he was quite confident that Xiang Wan would not be able to keep himself in prison.

However, when his verdict came down and the future was completely hopeless, he realized how stupid his previous behavior was.

Two of the shareholders left behind by grandpa were out of the game at once. Although the practice of killing chickens and monkeys did not directly convince the remaining people, it was enough to wipe out those who had already had second thoughts about the company.

"It's really boring, they are all righteous people."

Xiang Wan frowned, worked all night, and got a new corporate report early in the morning. These are problematic shareholders who can be sent away.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Xiang Wan closed his eyes to relieve the dryness of his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he didn't expect the assistant to leave.

"Mr. Xiang, I seem to have seen the photo of the child you gave me last night when I took my baby to the park."