Everyone looked at the door of the conference room.

One of the directors said, "Come in." "Knocking on the door at this time, there must be a hundred thousand urgent matters.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have bothered the board of directors this time.

The subordinates who came to work for Shen all understood these truths.

Therefore, the directors did not hesitate and waited for people from outside to come in and make a report.

The door opens, and it's the department manager.

The manager's face was obviously very wrong, as if something big had happened.

One of the directors saw it and asked, "What the hell is going on?" Say. ”

The manager lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly, and told the news he had just got: "Something happened, directors, Shen's stock has fallen sharply, and it has reached the limit of falling, and someone is selling off a large area at this time, according to this, Shen will be declared bankrupt directly by the bank." ”

The manager's words exploded in the hearts of the directors like an explosion = bomb.

One by one, their faces turned white.

What the hell is going on?

"What the hell is going on? How so? "There is also a reason for the stock price limit.

Could it be that the shareholders knew that Shen Yeting was dead, and the reporters took turns bombing and reporting, which led to a sudden drop stop?

"It may be that Mr. Shen's death has been confirmed, otherwise it wouldn't be like this."

"How is this supposed to be?"

"It's over, the Shen family is going to be finished."

Once the stock falls to the limit, it means that the shares in their hands are blank slate.

was suppressed by large enterprises at this time, and was directly declared bankrupt by the bank, then Shen would be forced to auction.

At that time, it will be useless for anyone to come.

The Shen family doesn't matter to them, but the shares of the Shen family in their hands are very important to them.

The directors began to call one after another, using their abilities, and suddenly the conference room became a mess.

In contrast, a nest of porridge in the conference room, Han Shaochen in the president's office leisurely packed up his things.

Packed up what he had brought and walked out of the office.

Walking out of the office, I subconsciously looked at the secretary's desk, which was also what I said.

Seeing that she still didn't come, a sarcastic smile curled up at the corner of her lips.

It seems that Zhou Taosheng has acted.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for He Zhiyu not to come to the company to monitor his every move.

Monitor when it's useful, for fear that he'll mess around.

When it is useless, it is discarded and left to fend for itself.

Zhou Taosheng's move was just right.

Han Shaochen's eyes were gloomy, and he walked into the elevator with his things.

Looking at the back, there seems to be nothing unwilling.

But, what exactly do you think, no one can know what Han Shaochen will think......

……

On the other side, the hospital.

Yan Weichu lay on the hospital bed, watching the latest news reported on TV.

Almost every channel is taking turns to report about the air crash of Shen Yeting, the president of the Shen family.

Yan Weichu looked at it very calmly.

Because she had seen Shen Yeting last night, she knew how things should proceed.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

Yan Weichu glanced at the door of the ward and said, "Come in." ”

A doctor in a white lab coat walked in, wearing a huge mask.

I closed the door of the ward and walked to the bed, only to take off my mask and put my hands in my pockets: "How do you feel?" ”

Yan Weichu instinctively looked at her.

This face, she knew, was the doctor who treated Shen Yeting's sequelae.

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