In Guo Hua's division of labor, it is very clear that for shareholders who tend to be on his side, he personally talks about giving courtesy. But for those who were inclined to Luo Zhiqi and Wen Bo's side, he chose to leave it to Zheng Mei and Zhou Xin. can't talk about himself and come forward again, with a big stick in one hand and sweet dates in the other, he wants to come. The effect will also be better this way.

Therefore, the burden on Zheng Mei's shoulders was not easy.

Liu Di is here, and it is the first time that he Zheng Mei has made a move. If it is simply a disadvantage, it will be fine, but it has already been taken by Wen Bo to take the lead. If he can't negotiate, he can still disgust him Liu Di, and then let Guo Hua come forward to solve it, and he can be regarded as completing the task.

In a situation like the one in front of him now, Guo Hua will only think that he Zheng Mei is not doing well, how can Zheng Mei not be angry?

But as soon as he walked down, his angry expression froze, looking at the shattered statue of Zhao Gongming, the god of martial arts and wealth riding a tiger on the marble floor, and the young receptionist sitting on the ground with a painful expression, stunned.

Zheng Mei, who had been slow down for a long time, turned his head and coldly shouted at the strong man of the Buddha card and asked, "Da Pingzi, tell me what is going on with this horse?" ”

Turning the time back to five minutes ago, as Zheng Mei went upstairs, there were only Buddha cards left downstairs, Da Pingzi, and the young receptionist pouting his ass and pretending to be dead on the ground.

Pacing back and forth in the hall, looking around at the big pingzi, when he was bored, he suddenly saw the golden and majestic statue of Zhao Gongming, the god of martial arts, riding a tiger in front of the door.

Da Pingzi, who showed a hint of a simple smile on the corner of his mouth, walked to the young receptionist, dragged him up from the ground with a hand, pointed to the statue of Zhao Gongming and asked, "Little Cub, do you say he is majestic or I am majestic?" ”

Not long after graduating from school, the young receptionist who relied on his family to work in Liu Di's logistics company has seen this battle.

When I met someone like Da Pingzi, who looked like a lonely nobleman full of Q, he was wearing an old bastard with all his belongings, and he obviously couldn't speak...

He ...... "The young receptionist, who had been old for a long time, couldn't say a complete sentence."

And the big pingzi that was carrying the young receptionist like a chicken, seeing that the little cub in his hand couldn't make a fart for a long time, he seemed to think that the god of wealth was more majestic than himself, and he was furious at the moment!

Da Pingzi burst out and shouted: "NM, just such a broken stone square, can you have the majesty of Lao Tzu?" ”

Immediately, the young receptionist was lifted high, and the young receptionist was not given a chance to finish "he is not as majestic as you", and like a mid-range shot from the free throw line, the young receptionist drew an arc in the air and smashed into the statue of the god of martial arts......

The young receptionist's not too stiff buttocks made intimate contact with Zhao Gongming's tiger riding statue, and the fragments of the statue of the god of martial arts and wealth pierced the young receptionist's buttocks with blood.

"That's probably ...... it"

Da Pingzi, who told the whole process, scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Throw 10,000 yuan to the front desk, let's go!"

The statue of the god of martial arts was shattered, and the marble floor was covered with blood, Zheng Mei frowned and quickly walked out of the logistics company.

Dapingzi, who was standing in place, groped all over his pockets, took out five or six hundred yuan and threw it all at the front desk, knowing that he was in trouble and hurriedly followed Zheng Mei and left.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, what's wrong with you?"

A professional manager who was specially responsible for managing the logistics company invited by Liu Di saw a young receptionist pouting on the ground as soon as he came back from talking about business outside.

And Liu Di, who was already holding back the fire, also heard the movement downstairs at this time and walked downstairs.

As soon as I saw the tragic situation of the young receptionist, the fire in my heart "rubbed" and suddenly came up.

"Who did this horse?" Liu Di said with smoke in his eyes.

The young receptionist Xiao Liu replied timidly: "God of Wealth statue, the driver who just drove the BMW Z4 smashed the ......"

"I'm not asking about the statue of the God of Wealth, I'm asking who hit you!"

"It's ...... him, too"

"I'm stepping on a horse, Lao Tzu doesn't want to have a good time when he sees Zheng Mei's group of fools."

Liu Di clenched his fists, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Mr. Liu, I personally suggest that Xiao Liu be sent to the hospital first, and we can discuss other things later, and we should ask for an apology for the employee being beaten, and the compensation for the compensation that should be demanded is not necessary to rise to another height."

The professional manager who had just come in from outside the door happened to have a face-to-face with the departing Zheng Mei Dapingzi, and the two of them did not look like good people just from their faces. Out of consideration for the company, he did not recommend Liu Di to make a big fuss.

Liu Di turned his gaze to the professional manager: "Xiao Miao, don't know the suffering of others, don't persuade people to be generous." If I told you that Xiao Liu was my own son who was specially put into the company to practice, would you still persuade me like that? ”

“……”

The professional manager named Xiao Miao was speechless all of a sudden.

"My own son is in my own company, and he was beaten like this, and even the God of Martial Arts that I spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to invite was smashed to pieces, and people lost more than 500 yuan at the front desk, can you stand this matter for you?"

"I can't stand it." Xiao Miao replied truthfully: "However, Mr. Liu, I suggest that we think of some more appropriate ...... for this matter."

"Needless to say!" Liu Di rudely interrupted Xiao Miao's words and roared: "Since everyone has already made trouble at the door, I have no way out." I'm just such a son, I can't fight in vain! ”

After finishing speaking, Liu Di took out his mobile phone and walked out of the company with his feet.

……

Wen Bo, who was just about to go to the second store to buy shares, hurriedly went to the whale company to sit with Luo Zhiqi and Wu Hai, who had also just rushed back, to discuss countermeasures.

Wu Hai crossed his hands in front of his chest and said: "As soon as Liu Di sold the shares to us, he was cleaned up by Zheng Mei, and his own son was smashed into eight pieces of his buttocks, and even the statue of the God of Wealth was smashed." As soon as this news gets out, who will dare to sell our shares? ”

"Hmm... Since Guo Hua wants to play buryed, let's change the method, I have to take care of him in all aspects! ”

Luo Zhiqi, who didn't succeed in the first one, was not in a high mood. In addition, the shareholders of Wenbo's shares let Zheng Mei beat him again, and his mood is naturally not beautiful...

"It can't be like this, we are talking about business on the surface, we can't talk about those who don't, the top priority is to hold more than half of the shares in our hands, and other details can be put behind."

Even if something goes wrong, Wenbo also maintains a rational way of thinking.

Luo Zhiqi took out a cigarette from the cigarette case with a gloomy face and handed it to Wu Hai, and then lit it himself, a little resistant to Wen Bo's point of view, and couldn't help but reply: "Wen Bo, the problem now is that Liu Di sold the shares to us, and as a result, Guo Hua was rectified, and others just wanted to sell the shares to us, and they didn't dare!" ”