Long Aotian wears the wrong book

Fu Xian was a little worried.

As Xie Sixing's old classmate, he was actually sent by Xie Sixing to watch over the cold.

Fu Xian was surprised for a long time when he heard about this mission, and asked, "You care so much about Lin Han?"

From Fu Xian's point of view, he, an old classmate, didn't have any special people in his heart, and now he asked him to report every move of a certain person to him, what was he not concerned about?

But after he finished saying this, Xie Sixing gave him a warning look, and he knew he had guessed wrong.

That's right, how could a cold-hearted person like Xie Sixing care about a single person.

Others may not know the inside story, but Fu Xian knows how much Xie Sixing hates being manipulated, so even if Xie Sixing cares about kittens and puppies, it is more likely than caring about keeping out the cold.

Therefore, Fu Xian actually didn't know why Xie Sixing did this at first, and he ruled out all possibilities in his mind.

But after seeing Yu Han's behavior, Fu Xian instantly understood.

Xie Sixing was afraid that the cold weather would blow up the ceiling of the company.

After all, this young master's style... To say that he is not sticking to one pattern is to underestimate him, it can be called outrageous.

Fu Xian thought that hanging the arrogant and unruly words on the wall of the office was already showing all the arrogance of Yu Han, but he didn't expect that the operation that surprised him even more was yet to come.

Yu Han wrote a dozen or so words with his own hands, all of which were framed by Fu Xian, without mentioning the purpose for the time being.

Then he hated the spaciousness of the office, so he asked Fu Xianyong to build a wooden weapon rack and put it in the corner.

The weapon rack was bought by Fu Xian from the antique market, and the store manager kindly gave him a bunch of weapons, including all kinds of spears and spears, and Yu Han liked it very much when he saw it.

After Fu Xian finished these, he received another order from Wenhan.

Wenhan has to call all the senior executives of the company to his office and listen to their work reports one by one.

Fu Xian did enough homework before coming to Shengjing, knowing that this company used to be the property of Xie Sixing's uncle Ji Wenfeng. Although it was eventually acquired by Xie Sixing, most of the employees in the company have not changed, naturally including these high-level employees. .

These high-level executives have been under Uncle Xie Sixing, that is, Ji Wenfeng, for more than ten years, and Ji Wenfeng has always been of the same heart.

After Ji Wenfeng was laid off and re-employed, the high-level executives were not easily won over, but continued to be moths day after day.

Xie Sixing had so many things going on every day, he had no time to take care of this dilapidated and small company, so he let them fend for themselves. After all, it was a good thing for Xie Sixing to watch Ji Wenfeng's life's painstaking efforts go to extinction.

It can be said that Xie Sixing doesn't care about the life and death of this company at all. After all, even if the subsidiary goes bankrupt, it will not affect Xie Sixing himself.

But Fu Xian didn't know why Xie Sixing suddenly changed his mind and sent Yu Han over.

And Yuhan is not afraid of anything, it seems that he wants to revitalize Shengjing?

But how could these moth-like high-level executives listen to his airborne boss?

With such thoughts in mind, Fu Xian notified the order to keep out the cold.

Ten minutes later, all the top executives of Shengjing gathered at the door of Wenhan's office, waiting to be summoned.

They looked at the closed office door and whispered quietly.

"I don't know what the young master's idea is for calling us here."

"It doesn't matter what his idea is, let's agree to him on the surface, and we can live with it."

"That's right, Xie Sixing doesn't care, why should he come here to be the boss?"

"Wait, he won't be able to stay for long."

"Shhh, stop talking, Secretary Fu is here."

Fu Xian walked up to them, smiled and said, "Minister Zhao, President Yu invites you in."

Minister Zhao is a bloated middle-aged man with a fierce face, which makes him not easy to mess with.

Hearing this, he turned his head and gave his colleague a smug wink, then opened the door and went in.

These little actions of theirs did not hide from Fu Xian's eyes, and he was even more worried about keeping out the cold in his heart.

Fu Xian was even thinking, Xie Sixing sent Yuhan here to torture him, right?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

But there was no time to think about it now, Fu Xian saw Minister Zhao go in, and he followed closely, leaving everyone at the door looking at each other, waiting to see the good show.

Old Zhao is the most tempered among them, let's see how the young master responds.

Just as they thought, Zhao Zhongqian really had the purpose of killing Yu Han's prestige, why they have worked in the company for more than ten years, and this Yu Han has to listen to him when he comes.

Thinking of his old friend Ji Wenfeng who used to work together, Zhao Zhongqian decided to let this young master with no hair grow a good experience of the dangers of society.

But when Zhao Zhongqian pushed open the door of the office, the first thing he saw was not a person, but a huge line of characters.

——"Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!"

Black and white, murderous.

Zhao Zhongqian froze for a moment, inexplicably feeling a huge oppressive force from that painting.

And under the calligraphic characters of flying dragons and phoenixes, there is a young man with exquisite appearance who is not surprised by either humiliation or humiliation.

Wen Han leaned on the back of the chair with a leisurely posture. Although there was no expression on his face, it seemed to complement the murderous words, making him seem to be surrounded by a murderous aura.

He held a pen between his slender fingers and turned it carelessly. When he sensed someone was coming, he raised his eyes slowly, as if looking at him.

Fu Xian stood and watched this scene, cold sweat was about to flow down.

This Zhao Zhongqian is not easy to mess with at first glance, but Yu Han looks calm and breezy, and doesn't seem to be frightened.

Fu Xian couldn't help but look at Yu Han more, wondering how he planned to deal with this Zhao Zhongqian.

Not only pay idle, even the system is also very curious.

The system has never experienced such a situation before, but according to its experience, this Zhao Zhongqian is actually not that easy to deal with.

Even though Xie Sixing had deprived Ji Wenfeng of everything he had now, as Ji Wenfeng's running dog, Zhao Zhongqian still played a great role in the later stage of the plot.

Zhao Zhongqian would later owe a huge amount of gambling debts under Ji Wenfeng's deliberate guidance. In order to pay off the debts, he listened to Ji Wenfeng's instigation and made black material for the company, which he directly blamed on Xie Sixing.

Such a person with a wicked mind, the system finds it really difficult to win over him, and it is easy to cause its own backlash.

The system persuaded: [Host, just leave this kind of person to Xie Sixing to deal with, Xie Sixing is so powerful, there is no need for us to go through the muddy water]

It still thinks that to keep out the cold, it only needs to influence Xie Sixing well, so why bother itself.

Yu Han smiled: "Leave it to Xie Sixing? Do you think brother can't compare to him?"

System: [... I didn't mean that! 】

Yu Han originally wanted to be casual, but the system's words aroused his desire to win as a Long Aotian.

Praising another man in front of his face, he will never allow this to happen.

He didn't believe it, he would be inferior to Xie Sixing!

Zhao Zhongqian watched helplessly that the originally lazy young man suddenly straightened up, and looked at him with blazing eyes: "?"

What's going on here? ?

Yu Han's sharp gaze scanned Zhao Zhongqian, and he saw the sweat on Zhao Zhongqian's forehead, and said, "Zhao Zhongqian?"

Zhao Zhongqian was taken aback by his attitude, and he sized him up from top to bottom with his arrogant eyes, and he even felt like he had nothing to hide, as if all his little thoughts were unbearable in front of the other party. hit.

Under this extreme sense of oppression, he almost forgot his original purpose, and hastily wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Yes, Mr. Yu."

Wen Han raised his chin slightly: "Let's start your report."

Zhao Zhongqian is already an old fritter in the company, even in front of Ji Wenfeng, he has never flinched so much, but now he is nervous for no reason in front of this young man's powerful aura.

He didn't even dare to look directly into Yu Han's eyes, and said bravely, "I'm Zhao Zhongqian from the marketing department. I've been here for 13 years. There are 56 employees under me..."

Yu Han listened to him quietly, her eyes fixed on him from beginning to end.

Zhao Zhongqian didn't dare to stop for a moment with this real gaze. He always felt that if he stopped, the Yu Zong would pull out a spear from the weapon rack next to him and hit him in the next second.

By the time Zhao Zhongqian finished speaking, his mouth was dry.

Yu Han nodded lightly: "Well, the eloquence is not bad."

Zhao Zhongqian: "...Thank you."

Why doesn't it sound like a compliment.

Wen Han flicked his fingertips casually, and threw out a document: "Who wrote this plan?"

Zhao Zhongqian poked his head and saw the signature underneath, he couldn't help feeling tense: "It's me."

Wen Han felt a little disgusted: "It's well written, don't write it again next time."

Zhao Zhongqian: "..."

He originally thought that Yuhan would not be able to understand it, so he didn't take it too seriously when writing this market research plan, it was completely pieced together, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Yuhan so soon.

Do you really understand this to keep out the cold?

Seeing Zhao Zhongqian's guilty look, Yu Han sneered lightly: "Don't take it away? Dirty my eyes."

How could Zhao Zhongqian dare to say no, he hurriedly picked up the plan from Yuhan's desk, his heart beating like a drum, not knowing what Yuhan would say.

Sure enough, the next second: "Go back and rewrite it, and put it on my desk tomorrow morning."

"Ah?" Zhao Zhongqian was stunned. A complete marketing plan would take at least a week to complete, but Yuhan only gave him one night. How could this be possible.

Zhao Zhongqian thought this is really deceiving, this young man doesn't know the rules at all.

But at this time, he belatedly remembered his purpose of coming here, and frowned just as he was about to retort: ​​"President Yu, don't..." It's too much.

Before the next words were spoken, there was a 'click', the sound of something breaking.

He heard the sound, and was horrified to find that the broken pen was the pen in Wenhan's hand.

Wen Han spread out his palm, and he casually threw the broken pen on the table, as if he was throwing some garbage.

He raised his eyes, his tone still casual: "Minister Zhao, what do I want?"

Zhao Zhongqian glanced at the big characters above Yu Han's head: "...Don't worry, I promise to complete the task."

For a moment, he even felt that it was his own neck that was broken by the cold.

Hearing what Zhao Zhongqian said, Yu Han just showed a satisfied smile.

The face-changing speed was so fast, even Fu Xian who was next to him was amazed.

Yu Han proudly said to the system: "See, no one dares to say no to me in the face of absolute oppression."

system:【……】

excuse me.

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The author has something to say:

"Long Aotian Cultivation Manual" - by Wen Han

4. In the face of absolute oppression, no one dares to say no