Chapter Seventy-Two: You Dare to Roar at My Woman?

Office of the President.

Several senior members of the board of directors led by Liang Daishan are exerting pressure, and they are doing everything they can to let President Han move out of the dangerous building!

But this girl doesn't eat oil and salt, she just doesn't listen!

"I'm used to living there, so I'm not moving."

Han Jiangxue said calmly: "Mr. Liang, I suggest that you don't live in a big villa every day and eat delicacies from the mountains and seas." As leaders, we must have the consciousness of remembering the bittersweet and sweet. ”

Liang Daishan rolled his eyes and didn't squeak.

You like to be abused, don't pull me into the water, how old am I? Can you endure this suffering?

After arguing for a long time without a result, Liang Daishan gave up, and slandered in his heart: Women are emotional animals, don't they just break the marriage room? It's only been a few days, and you're reluctant to move?

You Mr. Han is so willful, Junsheng will lose at least hundreds of millions!

Just as the elders were about to leave, Han Jiangxue stopped them.

"There's one more thing I'd like to discuss with you." Han Jiangxue's face was calm.

It seems that he is still a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Han, just say it." Liang Daishan raised his eyebrows, a little angry.

Hundreds of millions of words are gone.

What else can bring down these Junsheng veterans?

"I want to make a small adjustment to the positioning of the community in Happiness." Han Jiangxue said in a deep voice.

"What minor adjustments?" Liang Daishan became interested.

If you want to talk about business acumen, Mr. Han still has something.

Otherwise, Junsheng Group will not grow by leaps and bounds in recent years and become a coastal giant.

"Make Happiness into a luxury villa area, and don't build high-rise buildings." Han Jiangxue said solemnly. "I want to make Junsheng real estate a city card!"

As she spoke, there was a dead silence in the office.

Several patriarchs clutched their hearts in pain, as if they were about to die suddenly at any moment.

Liang Daishan's body also shook.

His face flickered, and he thought he had misheard.

"Build a villa? Creating a coastal business card? Liang Daishan's throat was dry, as if he hadn't come back to his senses.

"Yes." Han Jiangxue nodded slightly. "Uncle Liang, do you think it's easy to operate?"

"I have a better way to create a business card." Every cell in Liang Daishan's body was burning.

"Tell me about it."

Han Jiangxue picked up the cow and took a sip to refresh herself.

"Let's donate Junsheng directly to the country, and the group has developed to the present, how can there be a valuation of 180 billion, right?"

Liang Daishan's voice became louder and louder, until it became poignant.

"Don't talk about Marina by then! Even in the whole country and the world, Junsheng is the most charity enterprise! All of us are great good people, the reincarnation of living Buddhas! ”

"Is this business card big enough and good enough?"

Liang Daishan jumped like thunder.

Isn't this Han Jiangxue getting married? Didn't you just live in a broken house for a few days?

Why don't you even take your brain with you when you go out?

Han Jiangxue frowned, and said unhappily: "Mr. Liang, I am talking to you about work seriously, but you are messing around here with personal feelings, no matter how presumptuous you are, I have to invite Director Zhang of the catering department to come over." ”

When Liang Daishan heard this, he immediately closed his mouth, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Mr. Han, how could you have such an idea? It's really not like your usual style at all. Another executive couldn't hold his back.

"The piece of land in Happiness was auctioned by Junsheng at a sky-high price, and if you count the demolition subsidy, the cost is already outrageously high. Even if we build high-rises, our profits are already very low, and if we really want to build a villa, Junsheng will have to lose so much that he vomits blood. ”

Seeing that her proposal had caused public anger, Han Jiangxue pretended to be indifferent and said: "I just discussed it with you, I don't have to implement it immediately, what are you shouting here one by one?" Can it be a bit of a city? ”

"Unless I'm dead!" Liang Daishan was furious. "Otherwise, it's not negotiable!"

A good family business doesn't want to develop and grow, and it's a loser?

Where is the big fart in happiness? How many villas can you build? A building sells for a billion? Who will buy it if they lack the heart?

Isn't it fragrant to cover the high-rises? Three or four households on one floor, thirty or forty floors, how much can it be sold for?

Zhang Ruoyu of the dog day, what kind of medicine did your grandson pour into the eldest lady?

Liang Daishan doesn't have to act anymore, he has no skills, it's all true temperament!

"Liang Daishan, pay attention to your attitude." Han Jiangxue was already at a loss, and she was embarrassed to play tricks, but she still couldn't help but threaten. "Zhang Ruoyu will come up immediately."

"He is not afraid when he comes! What is a stinky cook doing there? That's why Mr. Han, you treat him as a treasure! Liang Daishan was furious.

Bang!

The door to the president's office was kicked open.

A burly body broke through the door and stood in front of Liang Daishan like an iron tower.

"Liang Daishan, you dare to yell at my woman?"

Brother Zhang burst out with the aura of the boss, and said loudly: "I want you to pay a heavy price!" ”

Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand and decisively cut off a handful of Liang Daishan's hair.

In an instant, the already precarious Mediterranean Sea completely leaked.

Seeing this scene, Han Jiangxue was cold, and she was a little sad that her black hair would also suffer in the future.

"You dare to pull my hair?!"

Liang Daishan broke out screaming at killing pigs, heartbreaking: "The surname is Zhang, Lao Tzu and you don't share the sky!" ”

After the cruel words, there was no follow-up action, and he ran away with his head in his arms, and he had no face to see people.

Seeing this, the other patriarchs did not dare to linger any longer.

The little white face raised by Mr. Han is not white, and his hands are hugely black.

Needless to say, the mouth stinks.

Han Jiangxue held her small mouth, her beautiful eyes lowered, and she didn't dare to look at Zhang Ruoyu.

This bastard is really lacking in virtue! If you don't agree with each other, you will pick up your hair!

Uncle Liang is so proud, he has always been stubborn and refuses to wear a wig, which directly tore apart Uncle Liang's last dignity.

Forget it, I'll let Dai Meng pick out a black and thick wig and send it to Uncle Liang later, so that he won't want to do stupid things.