Time back to the present, Takaishi's office.

This is the top floor of the Seafood Terrace Company Building, and it is also the most magnificent and luxurious office in the company.

At this time, in the office, in addition to Gao Shi, there were three people.

Among them, the leader, sitting on the sofa and crossing Erlang's legs, is naturally Xue Meng himself.

And behind her, followed by two bodyguards who were protecting her all the time.

Gao Shi's forehead also had a few drops of cold sweat running across it.

In front of Chen Buqun, a second-level executive, of course he can be powerful, but in front of Xue Meng, who is not only the queen of today's music scene, but also the next heir of Changfeng Group, he can only be regarded as a grandson.

"I heard that you refused to sign a contract with Zhang Yifeng, can I hear your reason?"

Xue Meng is domineering and domineering in terms of momentum, but at the same time, she does not have the bad problem of being impersonal and refusing to listen to explanations.

After all, business is on business.

Gao Shi took out a handkerchief, wiped his sweat, and then said with a smile: "No, no, it is our employee in charge of this matter who has ulterior motives, messing around, I have already let him go, and now the contract can be signed again, and signed again!" ”

"Oh, that's the case, Gao Dong, as the chief executive officer, you should know that this matter was personally requested by my father, and some details have been discussed before, and if you go back on your word, maybe we will consider some of your credit problems and plans to withdraw your investment."

Gao Shi trembled, Xue Changfeng's name was the existence that made him look up, and now that Xue Meng had moved his father out, of course he didn't dare not give face, so he quickly nodded and apologized.

Speaking of which, Xue Changfeng still has nearly 13% of the shares of Seafood Terrace in his hands, and now he is talking about withdrawing his capital and leaving, of course Gao Shi does not believe it.

Because the seafood station is in the U.S. stock market, but it has become popular all the way, and now it is selling, only a fool will do it!

However, who let Gao Shi only have 4.5% of the shares in his hands, although he is now the legal representative, but the entire board of directors still has the right to impeach him, of course he does not dare to offend any shareholder.

What's more, he heard that Xue Changfeng has a deep friendship with the founder of his own company, and in terms of the right to speak, don't look at Xue Changfeng as a shareholder holding 13%, but basically as long as it is the advice he provides, the founder will definitely adopt it.

"Okay, the contract will definitely be signed again, but some details, we have to renegotiate, in the afternoon, there will be my special lawyer to talk to you, now I won't be too long-winded, I just want to know, this time, who does it mean?"

Xue Meng's words also cooled down.

Gao Shi's words, of course, she wouldn't believe a word.

This kind of anchor signing is a normal platform, and it will spare no effort to let the most professional and reassuring employees handle it.

This kind of rejection of people thousands of miles away is really abnormal.

said that no one was manipulating behind his back, Xue Meng didn't believe it!

And Gao Shi, I don't know who it means.

It's just that he didn't dare to say anything to Xue Meng.

Because the boss surnamed Bai is also a shareholder.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, and he can only get stuck in the middle and tremble.

Xue Meng saw that Gao Shi began to talk to her, and he knew in his heart that he couldn't put more useful information out of this person's mouth, so he got up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, Xue Meng still turned around and said something of unknown meaning to Gao Shi.

"Some people don't want to go into the darkness, but that doesn't mean they are not familiar with the darkness, none of you who are scheming can escape!"

After that, Xue Meng left without looking back, leaving Gao Shi alone still savoring the connotation of Xue Meng's words.

……

Yang Ping'an sat at his desk and carefully glued the contract that was torn to pieces by Chen Buqun yesterday with glue.

Beside him, Xie Peng, an old-timer, had already helped him pack up his things, and also arranged all the business that Yang Ping'an was responsible for.

"Xiao Yang, you are still young, you are doing better things than us, there is still a chance, don't give up, go to another company to apply, I will definitely want you!" Xie Peng didn't know how to comfort Yang Ping'an, and after brewing for a long time, he could only say these words.

Still, he shared some of his workplace experiences with the young man.

"Also, you and I are in this chaotic society, sooner or later, we have to be blackened, sometimes, when we encounter some things, we are more sleek, maybe the means are not very glamorous, but for the sake of life, we must also be able to do it."

Xie Peng directly put a portable voice recorder into Yang Ping'an's storage box, which can be regarded as his self-defense prop, and it was also given to him at this time.

Xie Peng said it very implicitly, but his meaning was also obvious.

He just advised Yang Ping'an, no matter where he works in the future, he must develop some contacts, sell the favors that should be sold, don't come to this time, only he is a better-hearted senior who will comfort him, and other colleagues who usually giggle with him and call him brothers and sisters are all cold bystanders, and even fall into the ground.

Another point is to tell Yang Ping'an to keep a hand before doing things and learn to protect yourself, even if the means are a little disgraceful, but in order to get to the top, you have to do it!

Yang Ping'an listened to Xie Peng's words, and also saw the voice recorder he put in his storage box, and he also understood it thoroughly in his heart.

He is really not stupid, whether it is IQ or EQ, he is not low.

However, he was reluctant to bow his head.

He does not want to be corrupted.

He always believes that those who are clean will be self-purifying.

"Thank you, Brother Peng, I know, I will work hard." Yang Ping'an gave Xie Peng a smile back, and then continued to stick to his contract by himself.

Xie Peng sighed, whether Yang Ping'an listened to it or not, he could only say that.

Yang Ping'an's surroundings, after Xie Peng left, completely turned into a vacuum.

His colleagues were reluctant to approach him, and even avoided him when they saw him.

And Yang Ping'an didn't care, in addition to making up for this contract, his current mind was how to explain to his wife the fact that he was fired when he went home.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, after Yang Ping'an finally put together the last contract, he also took a long breath.

"Did you make this contract? Very attentive. ”

An extremely sweet female voice suddenly came from behind him, which startled Yang Ping'an.

When he turned around, Yang Ping'an was stupid.

"Moe ...... Sprout...... Sister Moe! ”

Yang Ping'an's whole person fell into a state of stupor, he never thought that one day, his goddess would come to him.

Yes, for men, the wife and the goddess have their own place, and there is no conflict!

Yang Ping'an still loves his wife, but this also does not prevent him from liking his goddess!

Even though her goddess has now become the pillow of another of his idols.

Xue Meng didn't care about Yang Ping'an, who stayed aside, but carefully picked up the contract, and then watched it carefully.

Attentively, very attentively.

Even the various benefits are very intimate and thoughtful for Zhang Yifeng.

This also made Xue Meng couldn't help but look at this young man with admiration.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Yang Ping'an swallowed his saliva and still said what he wanted in his heart.

"Uh, that...... Sister Meng, can I take a picture with you? ”

Xue Meng put the contract back on the table, then stuffed a business card to him, and left without looking back.

"There will be more opportunities in the future, I don't want you here, I want you."

"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, the board meeting on the 17th floor, remember to come."