The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

After arriving at the conference room, Wanyao's board of directors was present.

Except that Jian Qiuran owns 30%, Marin controls the shares very strictly. The 18% leaked out between his fingers is the total of seven people. The most is 3 and the least is 1. That is to say, Jian Qiuran has the most say in the audience.

Everyone looked at the young man with different thoughts, waiting for him to take the initiative to speak.

Jian Qiuran was also looking at them, with a calm expression and no intention of speaking at all.

The meeting room suddenly fell silent.

The long silence always gives more tension, everyone's impetuous mood gradually settles down, and it is only when they calm down that they realize how skilled this young man is.

He must have seen everyone's mood, so he kept silent on purpose, right?

Everyone looked at each other, and quickly said: "Secretary Xu must have said the reason for coming here, do you have any opinions?"

"Voting for the general manager can fill the gap left by Marin."

"Agreed, Malin's special assistant often has this kind of situation, and a general manager can also prevent it in the future."

"How did the secretary group deal with it in the past? It doesn't work now?"

"The length of time is definitely different. They don't have much power. It's better to have a leader."

Everyone was discussing, and naturally looked at the young man: "What does Mr. Jian think?"

Mr. Jian has no idea. He has not spoken up to now purely because he has no experience, so he should speak less and make fewer mistakes.When being questioned at this moment, I can only ask back: "Yes, do you have anyone to recommend?"

When he asked such a question, the others dared not speak up, and pretended to murmur: "I haven't been in the company much, and I don't know much about the company's employees."

"Me too. I really don't know who to talk about this sudden election."

"Yeah yeah."

"It's better to let the secretary group talk about it, they should know."

This was something that offended a group of people. The secretaries who were watching all turned their eyes away, as if they were about to name and answer students who they didn't know how to answer in class, and they didn't dare to look at them at all.

Jian Qiuran looked at it and thought it was wrong.

It stands to reason that, as a company whose boss doesn't show up and doesn't care about the special support, even if the management of Wanyao can't be united, there should be a leader who will point out the direction and lead the way for them at critical moments. How do you look at it now? Not yet?

Jian Qiuran frowned, pinched the little white tiger's tail and rubbed it...why didn't he wake up!

The rest of the board of directors are still discussing, and they can see that they have a biased candidate, but they are unwilling to take the initiative to speak up, but wait for the secretary to point it out and then boast a few words to see the reaction of the young man.

The secretary laughed bitterly, offending all of them, and offending the one with the most shares when all of them were said. Look, his brows are all wrinkled, which is really embarrassing.

After everyone discussed for a long time, Jian Qiuran suddenly asked, "How long has Marin been away?"

This topic was a bit sudden, but a secretary still replied: "Three weeks and four days."

Jian Qiuran: "How did you operate during this period?"

Secretary: "There are very few projects in the company, and there are not many places that require decision-making signatures. The remaining small matters can be resolved by a few managers. If there is anything, you can send an email to Malinte."

Jian Qiuran sighed, and asked again: "Who suggested that the board of directors be gathered together to make a decision?"

The secretary uttered a sound, and it was rare for him to get stuck.

Jian Qiuran looked at them: "What's wrong?"

The secretary said intermittently, "It's Secretary Qian. He sprained his ankle the day before get off work. He was sent to the hospital and hasn't come out yet."

The words were full of conspiracy, but he happened to be an accident.

There are only a few steps in front of the company. If ordinary people step on the empty space, they will be shocked at most, or get bruised and bruised.But Secretary Qian was different. The booster pads he hid in his shoes were too thick, his feet were unstable, and he staggered and fell straight down... When he was sent to the hospital, the doctor said the bone was broken.

Everything is such a coincidence.

Unfortunately, there is nothing to say.

When explaining, the secretary group was full of embarrassment.

Jian Qiuran was also silent, and finally waved her hands as if she didn't say anything.

Now that you have become a wounded person, let him take a good rest and calm down.

As for the rest... Jian Qiuran was not in a hurry to make a final decision after hearing a lot of compliments. She just said that she would look at it again, and then dismissed the meeting.

He is waiting for Bai Goudan to wake up. Although this guy doesn't look smart, he has followed Marin to the company, and everyone in the secretarial team knows it. He should also know who Marin reuses.

But when did this guy wake up, and how long has he been asleep!

After Jian Qiuran pinched her tail, she began to pinch her ears, pulled this shameless little head out of her clothes, and poked it with her fingers.

The little white tiger changed its sleeping position and fell into his arms sprawled all over.

Jian Qiuran started to poke its belly again, it was soft and warm, and she couldn't help but start masturbating. To be honest, although the little white tiger has a nasty personality and rubbish behavior, it is not good in anything, but it is the last thing to laugh at. It is this fur.

When it turned into a big white tiger and lay on it, the whole person seemed to be immersed in cotton candy, soft and fluffy, and the cheeks rubbed against silky smooth like a baby's skin.

Of course, it feels good in the hand when it becomes a little white tiger. It is fleshy and soft, like a glutinous rice dumpling with thin skin and stuffing.

This guy is like an angel when he is asleep, he is obedient and cute, but it is a pity that he will wake up.

Jian Qiuran avoided the fangs bitten by the other party, and said speechlessly: "When you wake up, get up."

The little white tiger opened his eyes, the dark brown animal eyes were misty, he blinked a few times before buffering them, and whimpered feebly, "Where is this?"

Jian Qiuran put it on the sofa, got up and moved her arms, and took the time to say: "Wan Yao, Marin's office."

There was a moment of silence behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that the little white tiger was completely awake, lying on the sofa in a daze.

Jian Qiuran was quite surprised. He had prepared for the other party to react violently, such as getting angry, furious, and having to leave, but it turned out that he was just in a daze?

Could it be said that Bai Goudan has accepted Marin's departure, from disappointment to despair to hopelessness?

Seeing his expression, the little white tiger turned his head away and snorted coldly, "Marin didn't leave."

Jian Qiuran: "Yes, yes, he will always live in your heart."

Little White Tiger: "..."

The hair on Tuanzi's back gradually exploded: "I mean, he didn't abandon me!"

Jian Qiuran: "Yes, yes, as long as you believe it yourself."

The little white tiger exploded immediately: "What I said is true, bastard!!"

Jian Qiuran looked at him lovingly: "Yes, yes, it's true."

The little white tiger almost died of anger.

Seeing that the blow was almost over, Jian Qiuran sighed and said seriously: "Your condition is very bad now, your injury and body are developing in a bad direction, and there are only nine doses of medicine left."

"Do you understand what I mean? Your nine days are a race against life and death. You need to find a breakthrough before you lose the medicine. There is no time for you to mourn Qiuyue and remember the past. From now on, focus on thinking of names for me."

Although I don't know why I want to think about it, but Marin has to think about it.

This is one of the few clues he knows.

The little white tiger snorted, "I remembered."

Jian Qiuran raised her eyebrows: "What's your name?"

Little White Tiger: "Bai...General! Someone called me General in my memory!"

Jian Qiuran looked at him suspiciously.

The little white tiger started to rage again: "Why are you looking at me like that? What I said is true! I have recovered my memory, and I am a general, a very, very powerful general!"

Jian Qiuran: "The kind of interstellar general who has made great achievements with one enemy and one hundred battles?"

The little white tiger held its head high and held its chest high: "Yes!"

Jian Qiuran stretched out her finger, without using too much force, just poked lightly.

slap-

The little white tiger who was majestic and quite proud just now fell directly to the ground, lying on the sofa with a dazed expression.

Jian Qiuran looked at him with a smile that was not a smile: "You have made a lot of achievements with one enemy and one hundred?"

Little White Tiger: "..."

Jian Qiuran: "Let's talk about this when you hit me. Now, give me away from messy thoughts and concentrate on thinking about names! Names!"

The little white tiger was annoyed, gritted his teeth and said, "You will regret it, I used to be very good."

Jian Qiuran: "Yes, yes, I'm so scared."

The little white tiger was furious.

Jian Qiuran suddenly remembered the business, picked it up again, and asked: "Have you been to the company before, do you know who Marin is more important to? Now the company elects the general manager to take power, tell me for reference."

The little white tiger didn't want to talk to him.

Jian Qiuran shook it twice: "Hurry up, this is related to your food expenses."

Thinking of yesterday's big meal, Little White Tiger endured it, and said in a bad mood: "One's surname is Qian, and the other's surname is Zhou. These two people appear around Marin the most times, and I don't know about the others."

Jian Qiuran wrote it down, threw it on the sofa, got up and said: "You think about the wall here and continue to think about the name, I'll go out for a while."

The little white tiger jumped over and hung on his lap, just like to contradict him: "I don't, I want to vote in the past, I am the largest shareholder! I have equity!"

Jian Qiuran laughed angrily: "Go and shout, just to see if they can understand. Also, even if you believe that you are Niu Colu's white dog, what should you do with your signature? Do you want paws stamped?"

The little white tiger hooked his clothes, and climbed up with difficulty: "I don't care, even if I can't make a statement, I will be there!"

"If you can persist, hang on." Jian Qiuran didn't care about it, let him hang on her, opened the door and walked out of the office.

When passing by the secretary's room, the people inside immediately got up and followed, smiling and saying, "Do you need me to notify other shareholders of the meeting?"

Jian Qiuran said, "No, I want to see some candidates."

The secretary said, "Okay, I'll take you there."

Jian Qiuran did not refuse, and it happened that he was not the right name either.

When he saw the first candidate, the little white tiger had already climbed up to his waist and was walking up his back, aiming at the young man's head.

It will step on the heads of young people!

Tuanzi's eyes were full of light, and he climbed up sexually, and finally arrived when the young man saw the second candidate.

The light in its eyes is even worse, and the pads of its flesh are about to be pressed against the back of its head...

As a result, the young man seemed to have eyes, and suddenly reached out to grab it and put it on the ground.

Little White Tiger: "..."

Nima's why! !