MTL - City Exchange Life Club-Chapter 3 : Do directors just have to be sensible?

"Chen Dong, this is the board of directors, please be more serious!" said a middle-aged man in a deep voice.

His name is He Ming, and he is the deputy director of Hanjiang Group. He initiated the board of directors this time.

He wanted to challenge Chen Han's position.

Zhao Yan was wearing headphones, so he couldn't hear He Ming's words at all, he could only see his mouth moving.

Although I don't know what he said, it's definitely not a good thing to think of with my butt.

So... Zhao Yan chose to insult him.

Leaning forward, one hand on the ear: "What did you say? Loud, I can't see!"

"Pfft~" Xu Xue laughed out loud, what Chen Dong meant was that he didn't pay attention to He Ming.

He Ming gave her a cold look.

Xu Xue quickly restrained her smile: "He Dong, don't get me wrong, I just thought of something happy."

Explain, it is better not to explain.

He Ming's face was ashen, and he scolded: "Chen Dong, this is the board of directors, I hope you are more serious, this is respect for all directors!"

"I won't, you bite me, you come and bite me!" Zhao Yan took off his earphones, and did a very cheap act that Michael Jackson made and thousands of people screamed, while ordinary people were called hooligans.

Anyway, this is Chen Han's body.

So casually, it is Chen Han who is embarrassed, what does it have to do with him Zhao Yan?

All the directors were stunned, when did Chen Han become so... so cheap?

I don't know how Chen Han will feel when he finds out that his club is dead when the exchange period ends.

The corners of He Ming's mouth twitched, and he was almost crazy. He slapped the table with a slap and pointed at Zhao Yan and cursed, "Chen Han! You are vulgar!"

"No way, I'm a rough person, of course I'm rough. I really envy you, a small Flammulina man. You are probably the little details that women like." Zhao Yan sighed helplessly.

Everyone was smirking when they heard this, watching the two immortals fight, no one dared to interrupt.

Interjection is a bit too much after all.

Especially the other side is two men.

He Ming turned around in anger, took off his glasses, and pointed at Zhao Yan: "I won't quarrel with you. You have caused so much loss to the company. I don't think you are suitable to be the chairman of Hanjiang Group again."

"Tsk, when the dividends are distributed, you are as happy as the two fools born from the marriage of your parents' close relatives. When you lose money, you accuse me. Why don't you die?" Zhao Yan smiled and cared about him.

Before Hanjiang Group and Binhai Capital negotiated an important cooperation, Chen Han suddenly had diarrhea when he went to discuss the details, ran to the bathroom several times, and left the representatives of Binhai Capital in place.

The representative of Binhai Capital left in a rage, and then another company called Changhong Trading won the contract of Binhai Capital at an offer that was only five percent higher than that of Hanjiang Group.

No one will believe that there are no traitors and ghosts. Whoever dances the most is most likely to be a traitor.

He Ming is the biggest suspect.

It's just that Zhao Yan has no evidence.

"I'm too lazy to make these meaningless arguments with you." He Ming sneered and looked around for a week: "Everyone, let's start voting directly. I propose to remove the chairman of Chen Han Hanjiang Group."

Afterwards, half of the people raised their hands one after another, and the rest raised their hands hesitantly upon seeing this.

"Chen Han, hurry up and sit in that position for a while, you won't be able to sit in the future." Seeing this, He Ming showed a smug smile on his face.

Flying dragon rides the face, how can I lose this wave?

The smile on his face grew brighter.

Zhao Yan smiled, put his hands on the conference table and glanced at everyone: "Everyone don't think about it anymore? Let's just say, if I am not the chairman, then I will sell the shares in my hand to enjoy life, I believe many companies will Interesting."

The conference room exploded in an instant.

"Chen Dong, you can't be so unkind. If you sell your shares at this time, the stock price will fall!"

"Yeah, the Hanjiang Group is thriving, this is your hard work and cannot be sold!"

"He Ming is just a nonsense. The Han River was founded by Chen Dong, and I support Chen Dong."

The directors put down their hands one after another, and the wind instantly turned to support Chen Han and attack He Ming.

Chen Han is the largest shareholder, and he is also good to everyone. If he sells his shares, will the new boss still make them so nourished? Will definitely try to squeeze them out of the company.

The little benefit He Ming promised them was nothing in the face of the threat of the Han River changing hands.

Zhao Yan showed a gratified smile and clapped his hands to signal silence: "That's right, directors and directors, you have to be sensible. If you are not sensible, what board members are you going to be?"

He doesn't know how to fight for power.

But he will be a hooligan Ծ̮Ծ.

"Chen Han...you...you're just shameless! What's the difference between you and a hooligan?" He Ming's nose was crooked. He didn't expect Chen Han, an elegant gentleman, to use such an unreliable means.

Zhao Yan replied seriously: "No."

Looking at Zhao Yan, who is such a bachelor.

He Ming just punched cotton, so angry that he was speechless.

The clown is actually me ◝₍ᴑ̑ДO͝₎◞?

"I now propose that because Deputy Director He is seriously ill and will die soon, he should be officially dismissed as Deputy Director, so that he who has worked hard for the company for half his life can spend the rest of his life recuperating in peace." Zhao Yan said in a deep voice.

"Dong Chen is so considerate and considerate of the company's seniors, I strongly support it!"

"This is too ginkgo, and I support it too."

"Dong He should have a good rest."

Seeing his comrades betray one after another, He Ming trembled with anger: "You...well, I'm not sick! I'm healthy and strong!"

He must not be removed from his position, then he will only have dividends and no longer control the company.

"Dong He, I know that you still want to contribute to the company by saying this, but your illness really can't be delayed." Zhao Yan persuaded bitterly.

He Ming's eyes were splitting: "I'm not sick!"

"Okay, so what? Now the board of directors has wisely passed the proposal to dismiss all your positions." Zhao Yan shrugged with a smile.

He Ming looked around for a week, looking at all the directors who raised their hands, his eyes darkened and he almost fell.

Zhao Yan pointed at him exaggeratedly: "I can't even stand still, and I said that I'm not sick, so call the security guard to send He Dong back to have a good rest."

Soon, two security guards came and dragged He Ming out under Zhao Yan's order.

"Let go of me! I'm not sick! I'm not sick!"

He Ming was heartbroken and struggled constantly.

Zhao Yan took a deep breath, wiped away the tears that didn't exist, and his voice choked: "Look, He Dong still wants to stick to his post despite being ill, and even refuses to admit that he is ill because of this, it's really touching. But I can't let him go, I have to take responsibility for his health, I have to let him rest."

"Chen Dong is so kind, it is a blessing for He Dong to meet a boss like you."

"Yeah, the so-called confidantes die. With a master like Chen Dong, it is understandable that He Dong still wants to stick to his post despite being ill."

"Chen Dong is really a good person..."

All the directors sighed, and in their mouths, Zhao Yan became a saint.

When He Ming, who had just been dragged out of the conference room, heard these words, he was so angry that he spurted out blood.

"Fuck! Everyone, look, Deputy Director He worked hard for the company!" Zhao Yan exclaimed.

Everyone: "..."

Shen Tama worked hard for the company.

Shrimp pork heart, shrimp pork heart!