Chapter Forty-Six: Is This Her True Words?

Last quarter, the power of the company was not fully handed over to Mu Hanchuan, and some people in the management took advantage of the internal chaos to buy a piece of land at a high price. Now this land is not rising but falling, so that the entire Mushi lost 10 million profits last quarter.

Originally, it meant that this matter could be fished in troubled waters, but I didn't expect that Mu Hanchuan would still pursue it at this time.

The investment team is naturally to blame, and the senior management behind it is even more thorny.

I am afraid that if I say more, I will bring the disaster to myself.

There was a suffocating atmosphere in the small conference room, everyone present looked at each other, and the financial director who was still standing in the conference room was already stained with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Mu Hanchuan glanced at it indifferently, then gently wiped the lenses, reported a name each time, and re-established the bridge of his nose after wiping: "Tonight, each person will draw up a stop-loss plan." If you can't think of it, you won't use it next week. ”

The names of the newspaper were impartial, and they happened to be the people who strongly demanded the acquisition of the land.

"Also, the finance department should sort out the details of the financial expenditure of the previous quarter as soon as possible, and other departments must cooperate with the work of the finance department if there are no other important things. Meeting. ”

He got up neatly and quickly finished his conclusion, leaving no one a chance to argue.

The secretary on the side immediately stepped forward to collect the papers on the table and followed all the way back to the office. At the same time, Jiang Xiao came up non-stop to report on the matters to be dealt with during the meeting.

After finishing his work, Jiang Xiao changed his words: "Mrs. called just now and asked if you want to pick her up after work, it seems that Shen Manyao is also there?" ”

As soon as he heard Shen Qingzi's name, Mu Hanchuan's originally tightly pursed thin lips couldn't help but bend a shallow arc upward, and he flipped through the fingers of the document and raised his wrist to look at his watch. The diamonds on the inky dial reflect the light of a room.

He leaned back in his chair, his well-ironed trousers unfurling with his movements. After a while, he asked, "What else did you say?" ”

Jiang Xiao: "Let you pay attention to your body." ”

Mu Hanchuan's expression was faint, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his ten fingers were clasped against the table, and his voice was calm, "The original words, not a word is missed." ”

It's so hard to be a human being!

Feeling the cool gaze projected on him by Mu Hanchuan, Jiang Xiao felt a little pitiful at the moment. After a pause for a few seconds, he took a breath and repeated, "Husband, when are you coming back...... Eat well...... Knowing that you are so busy is to support me and love you. ”

With a good memory, after retelling a large number of pretentious love stories in full, the atmosphere in the office fell into an eerie silence.

After Jiang Xiao finished speaking, he secretly raised his eyes, followed the outline of his straight shirt, and looked at the man behind the desk with dark eyes and said nothing.

Although his young master was mostly silent, the silence at this time seemed to be wrapped in a layer of cold air. Even the pair of gold-rimmed glasses has lost its former Sven.

In the precise attack in the conference room just now, he just rubbed the lens slowly, and he made the whole audience hear, and first crushed the other party at the psychological level.

But compared to now, Jiang Xiao began to feel that the scene in the conference room was nothing terrible at all, and it was really like a man's back at this time.

Jiang Xiao's nerves that had just relaxed began to tense up again in the next second, and he heard Mu Hanchuan say coldly: "What did I say to you?" ”

Is it okay to ask knowingly?

His brain was racing, and he secretly scolded himself in his heart, and replied respectfully: "It was Madame who said it to you through the air." ”

Raising his eyes again to peek at it, Mu Hanchuan didn't know when to retract his gaze, and fell on the dark night outside the window, his knuckles on his eyebrows were not gently kneaded for a while, but the expression on his face was much soothed.