When Kong Ximing rushed into the financial room, the people inside were staring at the share ratio in front of them, and the expressions on their faces were like ghosts.

They checked N times and the result didn't make any sense. Of course, they checked it just to comfort themselves, but they wanted to see if the information given by the top was wrong, how could it be that the company's internal shares had undergone such earth-shattering changes in just one day's work?

It's so unbelievable, they just think it's a dream.

Someone deliberately did a survey to see if there was any kind of black-box operation, but no!

And just when they were frightened, the door was slammed open, "Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the people in the room almost didn't scare out the little hearts that were no longer strong.

"Who...... Uh, holes, holes less?!"

Someone wanted to scold, but when he looked up and saw that it was Kong Ximing, the whole person instantly extinguished the fire.

"Holes, few holes, how do you ......"

"Get out!" Kong Ximing pushed away the flattery handed over by the person in front of him, and with a squint of his eyes, he locked on the thin pieces of paper on the conference table.

That's it!

Kong Ximing didn't say a word, and he didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, and he plunged down.

The uncontrollable and frantic throbbing muscles of his cheeks showed how excited he was at the moment, and a pair of scarlet eyes almost jumped out of their sockets at this moment.

The people in the office had probably guessed Kong Ximing's intention, and they all looked at each other, but they didn't dare to step forward and speak again.

And Kong Ximing, who was in the center of his gaze, stared at the papers back and forth, and his whole face became darker.

"Damn!" Suddenly, Kong Ximing grabbed the pieces of paper and tore them almost with all his strength, tearing them to shreds in an instant.

The person in charge of the office opened his mouth wide and wanted to speak, but was quickly stopped by the person next to him.

"You want to die!" the eyes of the person who pulled him hinted, "This day is going to change, you go up to look for death!"

The man didn't know this, but the materials were going to be used later, and they were torn, and he needed to print another copy. He just subconsciously wanted to stop it, and when he came to his senses, he was scared when he thought about his impulse just now.

"Damn! Damn!" Kong Ximing tore the paper in his hand like crazy, wishing that it never existed, and the anger in his heart erupted little by little with his eyes.

"Ke Wenjun, Xiang Wan, you guys are good! You are good!" Kong Ximing gritted his teeth hard, and the people closest to him heard the sound of cracked teeth.

"Bang!" Kong Xi suddenly slapped the table, and the already tattered paper in his hand scattered under this beat.

The table, which originally seemed to be acquainted, was actually a little crooked under his palm.

The people around him were so frightened that they took several steps back, always feeling that Kong Ximing was going crazy in the next second.

Staying in place for a moment, Kong Ximing's bloodshot eyes narrowed vigorously.

After a long time, he finally took a deep breath, turned around and walked out, and in his hand was a mobile phone that had already dialed a phone number.

Everyone didn't see it, the official Leng Zhaoyu phone number displayed on the mobile phone.

That's right, now Kong Ximing is at the end of his rope, and he has no choice but to rely on external forces to save him. The external force is limited, and at the moment, this external force is none other than Leng Zhaoyu, who promised him that he wanted to inject capital into Qisheng.