Chapter 711: Shut Up
Wen Qiao shrugged his shoulders and wanted to shut him up, Fu Nanli's slender fingers slowly moved from her shoulders to her mouth, gently covering her mouth, and the heat was pouring on her fingers.
The man was a little distracted.
Fu Nanli seemed to be in a good mood, and accompanied the other party to say inconsequential words: "How do you join forces?" β
Wu Zhe was even more energetic: "That's the case, I've thought about it, I, my father and Mr. Fu, your shares add up, enjoy two-thirds of the voting rights of the board of directors, we vote, drive the dead girl out of the board of directors, you fill the vacant funds, you are the largest shareholder, how about it?" β
Wincho pressed his temples.
Shut up!
Fu Nanli chuckled: "In this way, I'll ask Wen Qiao's opinion." β
Over there, Wu Zhe was stunned and didn't come back to his senses, "What...... What the? β
Fu Nanli spoke: "Qiao'er, what do you mean?" β
Wen Qiao's voice clearly came into Wu Zhe's ears, "What do you like, I don't care about your investment." β
Wu Shaodong was startled, the phone didn't hold it steady, it fell to the ground with a snap, and the phone was in chaos.
It took a long time for Wu Zhe's voice to come: "I'm sorry to disturb me." β
Fu Nanli's indifferent voice came: "The little girl injected 10 million yuan when your company was on the verge of bankruptcy, and she is the benefactor of your company, so she shouldn't be calculated by Wu Shaodong behind her back, what do you say?" β
Wu Zhe hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, you are right." β
"You have repeatedly blocked her, and the little girl has not joined me to drive your father and son out, and you are also benevolent and righteous, what does Wu Shaodong think?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Fu Nanli's face turned pale, "As for what to do with you, the little girl has the final say in the end." β
snapped and hung up the phone, Wu Zhe's arm felt even more painful.
What is the relationship between the little girl and Fu Dashao? Why are those two together?
Fu Nanli put down his phone and glanced at the person in his arms, "As a leader, sometimes you should show some courage so that she doesn't even dare to deal with you in private." β
Wen Qiao: "I will learn from Mr. Fu with an open mind." β
Although she has a club, an entertainment company, and a pharmaceutical company, she is almost a hands-off shopkeeper, and she is the one who runs it to others, and she is the one who makes decisions.
"This young director of MetsΓ€, what are you going to do with him?"
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Family business, many people in the company only recognize the surname Wu, as soon as I entered, I gave the boss down, and this pharmaceutical factory collapsed." β
"So ......"
"Just let him obey me, Wu Zhe obey me, and the people under him will obey me."
"Do you have a way?"
Wen Qiao nodded: "There should be no problem." β
She can be said to be quite experienced in dealing with this kind of rich second generation and letting them change their ways.
After all, she is known as a scumbag transformation machine.
In mid-December, the research on blood diseases entered a climax, and several major domestic pharmaceutical companies invested an unprecedented scale of manpower and material resources to research specific drugs and vaccines.
Whoever comes out on top will save people's livelihoods.
Wen Qiao went to MetsΓ€, and Wu Zhe, in order to pretend to be pitiful, had not removed the bandages on his hands, and sat opposite Wen Qiao in a proper manner.
Wen Qiao knew that for the sake of Fu Nanli's face, Wu Zhe convinced him on the surface, but he must be scolding her for being a dead girl in his heart.
"Are you scolding me?" Wen Qiao poured a cup of coffee and put it in Wu Zhe's hand.
Wu Zhe was like a grasshopper, fluttering and jumping up: "Mr. Wen, how dare I scold you." β
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