Zhang Ruolei sat down with low eyebrows and said nothing. I think if today's situation is not the end of this old and small game, then Zhang Ruolei's play today should be regarded as a killer feature. put it to death and then live, and want to be captured. Fools understand that the current Zhang family is unstoppable under the leadership of Zhang Ruolei, not to mention the next generation who can stand out, including several sons-in-law of her eldest aunt and second aunt, are all beyond the reach of the dust. If Zhang Fusheng still has this son in his heart, if he still has the century-old foundation of the Zhang family, it is impossible to let his son go.

Everyone guesses that the old man will definitely say something to save him next.

As a result, the air in the room is extraordinarily solemn, everyone can't hold their breath, the huge conference room is like a no-man's land, and almost everyone in the middle has reached the realm of unity between heaven and man. Including Zhang Ruolei, I have been secretly observing him, he seems to be very aggressive, but I know that he is nervous.

I knew too well that as soon as he was nervous, a layer of sweat would break out in his palms, and in order to deal with that thin layer of hand sweat, he would put his hands on his two thighs and keep rubbing them back and forth quietly.

What the hell was he nervous about? It was his father, what was the shocking secret between their father and son that was not known to outsiders? If he is really concerned about everything in the Zhang family, why should he take risks and have to break the boat? If you steal chickens, you won't be able to eat rice......

Slow, stealing chickens doesn't make rice?

Don't ...... I became more and more nervous, and my heart was beating wildly because of the conjecture that was going on soon.

If Zhang Ruolei's move is a false shot, that is to say, Mrs. Su did not give him any authorization, and Zhang Fusheng agreed to his resignation, wouldn't he be beaten on both sides?

I looked up at him, and he was looking at me. Everywhere they looked, they bounced off each other lightly. I turned my head to look at the people, and they all had the faces of all beings, but they were so empty in my eyes that I was in the eye that I was in a hurry to turn my gaze back to the top of the table.

Zhang Fusheng was silent, his white hair shining in the light and shadow, making people suspect that he was not as old as he appeared. He has a hand and hand pillar dragon head crutch, the wood is said to be very valuable, specially found a well-known craftsman to forge it by hand, the crutch under the name of the handmaker embedded with the name of the handmaker, the crutch hand skin and the flesh and bone below are not very fit, the blue and hard blood vessels from the skin protrude, rugged and meandering.

His eyebrows are also white, a thin layer of eyelids hangs below, and his whole body is old, but you don't feel that he is old, especially when he doesn't speak, he closes his eyes slightly, and you don't raise your eyes, you also feel as if there are two streams of light shooting out of it, and you can see the darkest place in your heart.

The old man was slightly closing his eyes at this time, and everyone didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the panting would disturb the dust flying in the light of this room. Dust can be blindfolded, and no one wants to miss this good show.

Even the most insignificant characters, who can't be the corner, want to watch others play this life drama. That seems to make up for his mundane regrets of fate.

After a long time, the old man finally opened his eyes and looked up, he opened his mouth, and was about to announce

What, but suddenly his body went limp, and the whole person slipped out of the chair. Someone screamed, someone called 120, and Zhang Ruolei's aunt pushed Zhang Ruolei: This is the situation you want to see with all your hard work and every possible effort?

I looked back at him, only to see him standing on the spot with a slight frown, his face was dead, his eyes were bottomless, I didn't know what he wanted, he didn't look like a cold-blooded animal who could ignore his father's life and death for money and rights, and he didn't look like a character who could stop everything he was doing and go back to the mountains and forests.

"Spread out, everyone is out of air here, and the old man can't breathe."

I saw saliva and saliva hanging on the side of the Zhang family's mouth, and his mouth was obviously a little crooked.

Someone shouted: "Aspirin, aspirin." ”

Someone knocked me into me because of the wide range of twisting, and I almost fell, and I involuntarily took a few steps back. The executives, who are not related to the Zhang family, have all retreated to the second half of the entire conference room, and I told them that you should all go back to your posts and arrange all your work.

They were all pardoned. I said to Zhang Ruolei again, who was lost and depressed.

I'm like a prophet and a witch.

I said I said it, and one day you'll regret it. You'll regret it now.

His face was expressionless.

The ambulance roared in, and after a while, it whizzed away, carrying a generation of ups and downs in the business world, leaving behind a large family of the Zhang family. Before waiting for anything, Aunt Zhang Ruolei and Aunt Zhang Ruolei were waiting in the conference room again.

The old lady, who had retired early, was once again rejuvenated, and the wide, long conference table was flanked by what she called her own.

Zhang Ruolei is about to retire and go to the Su family to be a good son-in-law. She was silent for so many years, and finally saw the fat again, like a fox smelling chickens, like a leopard smelling an antelope. She was so old that she still wore a lipstick that was so colorful that it looked like she had just swallowed something.

I was also asked to attend, Zhang Ruolei stepped down, Zhang Fusheng was admitted to the hospital, and Lao Bai followed him to the hospital. How can the Zhang family do if they are not in charge? I will temporarily act as the general manager, and also manage the purchasing department, the finance department will not move, and all other people will be fine-tuned to wait for the follow-up notice.

Zhang Ruolei sat silently at the bottom of the table, and I sat opposite her. Slowly raised his hand: "I don't agree, the old lady didn't say anything, this matter can't be regarded as a decision." Therefore, Zhang Ruolei needs to remain as the general manager, and the others will not move until the old lady recovers. ”

Aunt Zhang Ruolei slapped the table.

"You don't agree?"

Her scarlet lips were distracted, like a dying old clam on the verge of death. This old clam is still grinding the pearls in his belly, wanting to do his last bit of strength for himself and his children, send the last bit of light, and scatter the last bit of heat.

"Hmph."

She sneered.

"What are you? Lao Zhang's family speaks, shareholders speak here, what qualifications do you have to participate in the opinions here? Love to do it

, if you don't like to do it, you can also fuck me off now. ”

Her little aunt didn't say a word, this wall-riding faction has never had its own position, and Zhang Ruolei still sat down and didn't say a word. He played with a lighter in his hand repeatedly, and the lighter made a dull, monotonous sound on the expensive mahogany tabletop.

The old lady looked down on all beings, and everyone present knew that except for Zhang Ruolei, there was indeed no one who had enough weight to argue with her. Zhang Ruolei probably wanted to force the palace, but he didn't expect that he couldn't force the palace, but he made this supernumerary old lady reappear in the rivers and lakes.

Life is unpredictable.

The old lady's withered old hand like an eagle's claw slapped it on the table again, and there were a few clear handprints on the smooth surface of the table.

"That's it. Meeting. ”

She waved her hands, the dust settled, everyone stood up, but Zhang Ruolei was still calm, everyone scattered, and the spacious conference room was suddenly deserted, leaving only me and him. He's still fiddling with the lighter, and I'm silent. The two of them were close to each other for a long time, and then he paused the lighter, put it in his pocket, and said to me, "Let's go." ”

"Let's go?"

I followed and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"Where I'm going, you're going! Otherwise, stay here and not leave? ”

"The country can't be without a king for a day, can you bear to leave these behind?"

He smiled and led the way, and I followed suit. I wondered if I should go back to the office to pack up some personal belongings, but I didn't expect him to turn around and turn into his former office again.

The aunt of the Zhang family frowned first when she saw him come in without knocking on the door, and her hands on both sides were Zhang Ruolei's former subordinates.

Someone saw Zhang Ruolei come in and called out, "Mr. Zhang." ”

Zhang Ruolei was silent, and the old lady was sitting precariously.

"Get out first."

I said to a group of people.

Everyone quits. The old lady smiled and leaned back in her chair.

"Over the years, it's not like I've eaten dry food, it's really good to fart."

Zhang Ruolei smiled slightly, and I exited the door. I thought the war between my aunt and nephew had been decided a few years ago, but I didn't expect to see a sequel today.

There are cronies who have surrounded me without a trace, and I know their intentions, whether it is to show loyalty or to listen to the rumors, I have nothing to say for the time being.

When I turned around, I saw that in the general manager's office, an old man and a young man were silently confronting each other.

Everyone knows in their hearts that Zhang Fusheng's physical condition is getting worse and worse, and it will be a matter of sooner or later when he retires, but I don't know what he is worried about, and he refuses to let go of power. Do you really want to take that little bit of shares to the coffin?

I was so confused, I didn't expect Lao Bai to rush back, it is said that he got the old man's edict to reconvene all the shareholders and senior management to hold a meeting.

The pair of aunts and nephews didn't wait for a decision and sat down in the conference room one after another, Lao Bai took the lead, and Aunt Zhang Ruolei also picked her eyes and said that even if you sit, you shouldn't sit

Above, Lao Bai was out of breath at this time, and waved his hands with the two old women.

"At this time, don't hold on to any more subtleties, I have something to announce."

Everyone listened with bated breath again, Lao Bai took a sip of water, the cup fell on the table, and the water gurgled down her throat.

She cleared her throat.

"I'll make a long story short, I'll have to go to the hospital in a while, and I can't have no one over there. Originally, he wanted others to come back to do this, but he was not at ease and insisted on letting me come back to do it. Zhang Ruolei stepped down from any ......"

Her eyes swept over everyone, and everyone's hearts couldn't wait to reach their throats.

"The old man agrees in principle."

Everyone said "oh" in their hearts at the same time.

Lao Bai continued.

"It's inconvenient for us to intervene in the rest, this old and young man has his own plans, it's not within the scope of our worries, they are all such big people, and they will definitely be able to bear the consequences of their own decisions."

(End of chapter)