Catastrophe of Meaning 162

Shanghai Nanhua Group Commercial Building, Peng Tan suited leather shoes, soft hair, chic into the group building. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info sharp eyes, and the cold light hidden excitement in the eyes, and as if focusing on the machine, frozen in the suffocating hall. The single phoenix eyes with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and under the high bridge of the nose are two thin lips with unruly purses. The upright figure walks like the wind, and the aristocratic temperament exuded attracts the women in the hall to commit nymphomaniac. Walking into the elevator, the moment the elevator door closed, the woman roared into the elevator, forcing Peng Tan to retreat to the corner, and hiding in embarrassment. The door closed, and the rich fragrance filled the space, and the clinging friction made Peng Tan embarrassed to dodge.

The elevator stopped, the elevator door opened, the elevator door closed, and the elevator went up, but no one stepped down from the elevator. Peng Tan was puzzled, and near the top of the building, the staircase door opened, but the women walked down the elevator strangely. Peng Tan greeted with a slight smile and walked out of the elevator and into the vice chairman's office.

The women's eyes lit up and they seemed to get the answers they wanted.

In the vice chairman's office, Hou Jiatang did not shy away from giving instructions to the phone.

"Don't take into account the trend of public opinion, we have to take a salary from the bottom of the kettle, remember that the news clues of media reporters should be anonymously complained, create more gimmicks, and let the South China Group be on the cusp of the storm, so that we can control it. The right to shuffle the cards, we must be ruthless, and in the face of a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we must not be merciful. ”

Peng Tan was shocked when he heard this, and in the face of the deceit of the shopping mall, he realized that Wenxin's hatred may just be a victim of the war in the shopping mall. However, before Peng Tan could fully digest it, Hou Jiatang's mobile phone rang suddenly, and he turned on the phone, turning on the speakerphone.

"Boss, I just received the news that the Longhe Gang started to do it, the purpose is unknown, but the means are really strange, not to hurt them, but to verbally intimidate, and even to video. All kinds of signs are hinting that the Longhe Gang wants to take advantage of the opportunity to blackmail, but they are afraid of losing both, and they don't know what the boss is going to do next?"

Hou Jiatang left no room for it, stifled the topic, and said toughly.

"Compromise, that's just the chairman's soft-heartedness, I'm not a philanthropist, I want to balance the interests of shareholders, we have given up 40% of the jewelry profits, do we want to completely withdraw from Hong Kong, that's impossible. After a pause, he roared: "Remember, the crazier the Longhe Gang is, the more beneficial it is for us, and everything is under my control." Right now, we have to let Miss Koji inherit the property as soon as possible in order to turn things around. ”

Ending the call, Hou Jiatang smiled meaningfully at Peng Tan, got up, walked to Peng Tan and sat down, patted him on the shoulder, and said hintly.

"Don't be nervous, the mall is like a battlefield, Du Cheng is my right-hand man, I am your uncle, everything must be thought of for your sake. Remember, in the shopping mall, what you see and hear is not necessarily the truth, everything must have your own judgment, do things, you must be decisive, and you must be ruthless. ”

Peng Tan seemed to understand, nodded and smiled.

Hou Jiatang got up and gave him a bank card.

"You're welcome, it's a gift from your uncle. Remember, starting tomorrow, follow me, learn the skills in the mall, and in the future, I can arrange it for you. ”

Peng Tan's heart was surging, and it was tacit.

At the foot of the foothills of Heiyu Mountain, the forest is luxuriant.

In silence, Ji silently avoided Xin Lu's confession.

"No, I won't love anyone, at least until my mother recovers, those illusory visions, just unattainable fantasies. (To be continued.) )