Chapter Twenty-Three: You Want to Play, Don't You?
The conference room was in an uproar, and when they saw me, who had died of my father and had just recovered from a serious illness, they walked in with a pale face, and did not have a trace of pity, but complained even more.
"Look at it, in the current state, how can Xia talk about the future when he is in the hands of such a sick little girl?"
"Right? Miss Xia, although you are still enthusiastic about filial piety, but the Xia family is in dire straits after all, don't blame everyone for being unkind! Bridge to bridge, road to road! Mr. Xia passed away suddenly, and we are all very sorry, but we have to give everyone an explanation! ”
"The Xia clan can't be a group of dragons without a leader!"
"Either we quickly choose another master to take over, or we will withdraw our shares, we can't just accompany you to fight like this!"
That's right, we can't keep using money to fill this bottomless pit! There's no hope in sight! ”
“......”
Sister Qin couldn't stand it anymore, "Please be quiet, everyone here are the elders of the eldest lady, the president has just passed away, you have to give the eldest lady a little time!" ”
"Secretary Jiang, what you said is true, but has the facts given us all time? Over there, trading is going to be suspended and declared bankrupt, and our money is about to go down the drain, how can you make us calm down? ”
"Since your body is not good, don't occupy a place here, go home and recuperate!"
"I don't understand anything, is the movement I made some time ago still small? Even if I give time, I'll be choked up! ”
My blood was pouring up, my eyes were dark, and the scene in front of me swirled in front of me.
A thought flashed into my mind.
I can't let the Xia family fall into the hands of these villains like this, even if the surname is no longer Xia, I have to find a stable and affordable next home for it.
Sister Qin looked at me and quickly helped me, suspended the meeting, exited the conference room, and promised to give them an answer on Monday.
I locked myself in my dad's office for a day and a night.
Finally, I struggled to get up, packed my bag with what I was going to bring, and staggered out of my father's office and headed straight for the Sheng Group Building.
Of course, Sheng Teng's office was not so easy to enter, and when I entered the Sheng Building, I was stopped by the front desk staff who were warm but indifferent on the surface, and I was turned away because I did not make an appointment, and I didn't even have the opportunity to enter the elevator room.
It's really a dog's eye looking down on people.
I turned around sharply and went straight to the special elevator, and when I rushed straight into Sheng Teng's office, there were already a few more security guards and his special assistants around me.
"Mr. Sheng, I'm sorry, this crazy woman suddenly broke inside, and we couldn't stop it."
"It's okay, you guys go out." He smiled faintly and raised his hand to those people, showing his generosity, but he did not reproach the security guards for their disrespectful remarks.
The crowd turned and left.
In the black-and-white office, the handsome and luxurious man sat on the black leather chair, raised his head arrogantly, looked at me lightly, and I nervously clutched the bag and belt, controlling my panic.
He continued to sit in his chair and did not speak, as if waiting for my next move.
I know that he did it on purpose, like a high king, so arrogant that he disdained to maintain even the most basic etiquette, exuding a disdain and superiority that could not be concealed.
My heart tightened, trying to remain calm, and I repeatedly admonished myself to exercise restraint.
After a stalemate like this for a while, he seemed to lose patience, withdrew his gaze, and said, "Say it! Objective! ”
There was no warmth in his tone.
I explained my intention, he suddenly smiled, threw the pen in his hand on the countertop with a 'snap', and leaned lazily on the leather chair, his eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and his thin lips pursed out an evil arc, "You can save it, but there is one condition!" ”