Ou Yanzhe suddenly arrived and left immediately, but he did not alarm the others. But Lan Qingchuan couldn't afford to be sick, but it spread all over the circle in Qingtan.

She hurt the root, and it is estimated that it is difficult to get better. Whether or not to wake up is also a question.

Fang Yuzhong could see clearly, Lan Qingchuan This is a heart disease, heart disease plus old disease, where can it be so easy to recover.

By the time Lan Qingchuan really cheered up, the time had already been pulled to a year later. She was still in poor health, but she gradually took over Fang Yuzhong's affairs. When everyone gradually realized that her handwriting was like the second thunder method, Fang Yuzhong.

Fang Yuzhong is a successful businessman, but he will not be a good teacher, nor will he be a good father.

Lan Qingchuan was coached by him, he didn't have much patience, he just took him with him and showed her directly. When the vice president on the 33rd floor submitted the acquisition plan, he pushed the door and saw that Lan Qingchuan was sitting in the president's room on the top floor, while the former boss Fang Yuzhong had a posture of completely delegating power. As soon as he went, the news that Lan Qingchuan, the young owner behind him, was in power spread throughout the entire branch. The next month, Chuangzhi transferred a few deputies and directly landed on the eighty floors. At the same time, Fang Yuzhong announced an indefinite leave.

The entire branch was completely packed up by Fang Yuzhong and put into Lan Qingchuan's hands. The entire Lan branch, which was estimated at 100 billion yuan, was finally surnamed Lan and was packaged like a gift package for a young girl.

The next month, the design director of the 12th floor, the planning supervisor of the 28th floor, and the old string boss of the 43rd floor went on strike. Lan Qingchuan sat on the eighty-eighth floor as usual and did not move, only some people knew that the planning cases of the following supervisors were torn apart by this young girl and beaten back to the prototype. If it continues to be fooled, it will be the result of forced dismissal.

Fang Yuzhong came to the board of directors once in a while, and he was tired of hearing the unanimous condemnation of Lan Qingchuan by everyone, and he was noncommittal.

The old string is always a hard stone, and no one can touch him. He held his crooked back for a few days, and he didn't wait for Lan Qingchuan's little girl's apology and compromise, so he couldn't bear to inquire, Lan Qingchuan flew to Hong Kong to deal with a large number of acquisitions, and the old man was so angry that he went to the hospital. When Mr. Lao Xian was discharged from the hospital, it had been two and a half months, and on the way home, I heard from my assistant that Mr. Xiaolan had played the case two months ago, and everyone in the branch had shut up with their tails between their legs.

Lao Xian always heard the fire, he stayed up for decades before he was called a "general", Lan Qingchuan was young, airborne for two months, and had become the "little Lan Zong" in other people's mouths, how did he swallow this breath, he didn't go home, and he was ordered to go to the branch to find Lan Qingchuan. The assistant also said that Mr. Xiaolan's plane this afternoon was going to Wanfu Building to talk about investment. Well, let's get some rest. Lao Xian always felt bad on the spot and was sent back to the hospital. Mr. Lan, who dared to love him, didn't take him seriously, and there was no shortage of him.

This kind of indignation reached its peak when he heard that the two gray people who had gone on strike at the beginning of the united front had slipped back to their posts, and when they went to the eighty-eighth floor with a face in their hands, Lan Qingchuan let him in, and instructed his assistant to move a chair for him and pour him a cup of fresh food. As soon as he was angry, he held back, crossed his hands and raised his eyes to glance at the young president in the seat.

Mr. Xian had never looked at Lan Qingchuan before. The girl was dressed simply, her face was white, there was no smile on her face, but her eyes were dark and transparent, and she met his gaze. Ooh! It looks a little like the Lan family, but it looks like Fang Yuzhong, cold and cold, but also has a bit of grace. Lao Xian always had no bottom in his heart, and only bumped into two words when he was in his stomach: "You...... You ......" and shouted "Mr. Xiaolan" again.