"Why, isn't Miss President happy? You must know that this is a major event related to the fate of the apocalypse! If one is not handled well, the apocalypse may collapse. Miss President, you have to think twice! The old man surnamed Gao looked at Zhou Mengyao, and the ridicule in his eyes was extremely obvious.

"Uncle Gao, I'm not unhappy. It's just that you have to understand that I am the CEO of Apocalypse and the supreme leader of Apocalypse. If I come forward to apologize, won't it make the whole heaven enlightened? When the time comes, the purpose of the apology will not only not be achieved, but will make everyone laugh at the apocalypse! It's okay to apologize, but it's not up to me. Zhou Mengyao said quickly, her towering chest rising and falling, looking very attractive.

"No, no. That's not what I said, it's because you are the supreme leader of the Apocalypse that it is most appropriate for you to come forward, so that you can show your sincerity. The old man surnamed Gao looked relaxed, glanced at Zhou Mengyao's chest, and there was a hint of longing in his eyes.

"This ......" Zhou Mengyao hesitated, thinking seriously, weighing the pros and cons of this approach.

"No! Lao Gao, this is very inappropriate. Just as Zhou Mengyao was thinking, a voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention. The person who spoke was also an old man, and unlike the old man surnamed Gao, his eyes were sharp, and he had a compelling momentum between his expectations.

"Huh? Lao He? What's wrong? The old Gao looked surprised and hurriedly asked.

"In my opinion, in this case, an apology alone may not be able to calm the anger of users, after all, we have already caused them actual losses! And it won't be long before even more users suffer. When the time comes, even if the apology is useless. I think somebody has to pay for it. Lao He glanced at Zhou Mengyao, and his eyes flashed.

"What!" As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and most of the people looked at Lao He with horror, although he didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning of his words was already Hongguoguo's forced palace.

"Sss Lao Gao groaned for a moment and nodded slowly, "Yes, in this way, it is indeed necessary." ”

"Old man He! What do you mean? Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, and a tall white-collar worker stood up patting the table, and said righteously, "Don't go too far, don't forget your identity, Meng Yao is the helmsman of the Apocalypse!" What right do you have to say such things! After that, he glanced at Zhou Mengyao, his eyes were hot, and he seemed to be a fan of Zhou Mengyao.

"What are you!" Lao He's eyes froze, and he shouted loudly, "When we talk, how can you interject, get out of me!" Apocalypse doesn't need something like you that doesn't know how to be humble! ”

"Why do you call me ......" The man's eyes bulged and he said in a loud voice, but before he could speak, he was restrained by two stout men and escorted to the door, unable to even struggle. This made everyone's hearts shocked, and their hearts were worried, glad that they didn't have much to do just now.

"Stop!" Zhou Mengyao's face changed, and she hurriedly stopped it, but the two of them didn't even pause their footsteps, and dragged the tall man straight out of the door.

"Uncle Ho! You are my elder, and my father started a business together, and made great contributions, I respect you and call you Uncle He! But remember who you are! Zhou Mengyao turned her head to look at Uncle He and said solemnly.

"Haha! My good niece, you are what I grew up watching, and I have always liked you! However, one yard is one yard, and I can't be public at my own expense. The Apocalypse was created by us old guys, and if Apocalypse encountered a big problem today, I can't watch him fall into ruin and decline! Lao He looked at Zhou Mengyao without giving in, his eyes sharp.

"Uncle Ho, do you mean I have to take the blame and resign?" Zhou Mengyao asked word by word.

"Hehe, this is not what I mean alone, in fact, we have discussed this matter a few old guys a long time ago." Lao He Pi said with a smile and looked at a few old men beside him.

"That's right, niece Meng Yao, we all mean this. Now you are too young and inexperienced to make fatal mistakes. After a few discussions with us, we decided to send you abroad for further study, and when you return from your studies, we will take on the big responsibility. Another old man spoke, it seems to be charitable, and it is better to say than to sing, but their real purpose is to force Zhou Mengyao back.

"Yes, Meng Yao, that's true, we all think so." Several old men of a certain age have spoken out to persuade each other. They are all veterans of the Apocalypse, old colleagues of Zhou Mengyao's father, more than ten years ago at the invitation of Zhou Mengyao's father, they created the Apocalypse together, and they have made remarkable achievements and worked hard, although they are not serving in the Apocalypse now, but they only appear at regular meetings in the interval, but they are the old leaders of many Apocalypse executives, and they have a lofty position in the Apocalypse. And they hold nearly half of the shares in their hands, and when they are twisted into a rope, they are indeed a powerful fighting force.

"You! You guys! Looking at these old men, Zhou Mengyao's expression changed greatly, she looked at them with a pale face, and muttered, "Uncle Wang, Uncle Li, Uncle Ji." What did your father do to you back then? Why, why do you have to push me! What is wrong with me, you want to do this to me. That feeling of heartache and confusion made Xu Fan feel a pain in his heart and feel pity.

In the face of Zhou Mengyao's questioning, these speakers looked ashamed and unbearable, and they were stunned for a while.

"What about you? Do you think so too? Zhou Mengyao stood up straight and asked the others, trying to maintain her dignity.

"We ......" Facing Zhou Mengyao's questioning eyes, everyone avoided and remained silent. Only Wang Yajun wanted to say something, but was held down by a person beside her.

"Hehe, I can't think of it! I can't imagine it! I can't imagine that I, Zhou Mengyao, usually work hard and devote myself to work, but in the end I ended up like this, you all discussed it, right? Let's just wait for this regular meeting. Looking at everyone's performance, Zhou Mengyao looked miserable, she sacrificed her nature, forced herself to hide behind the mask every day, and did what she didn't want to do, she didn't expect to do this, and she ended up like this.

"Niece Meng Yao is not sad, Uncle Gao still loves you, don't think about it. When this incident is over, my uncle will have a good chat with you. The old man surnamed Gao looked at Zhou Mengyao and said, with a look of pity, but his eyes couldn't stop scanning back and forth on Zhou Mengyao's delicate body, and the light in his eyes seemed to remove all the clothes on Zhou Mengyao's body.

"Hey! Feed! Feed! Stop, stop! My goosebumps are getting up, look at you are dozens of years old, why are you still so disgusting? You're not ashamed, I'm still panicking! If I keep talking, I'm going to throw up. Looking at the sad Zhou Mengyao, Xu Fan's heart was fierce, coupled with the obscene gaze of the old man with the surname Gao, he finally couldn't hold back and said loudly, but the mockery between the words attracted the attention of the audience.

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