Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Dust Rises Again

"What!" all the directors present were shocked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

They all looked at Zhang Ning in horror and said this earth-shattering word. Because this kind of thing is impossible to say in front of them, it is usually said after the operation is done in secret.

Unless Zhang Ning and they have completed the operation in secret, but they are all old fritters here, where will they not know the movement of their funds, so this point can be ruled out.

Then another point is that Zhang Ning is absolutely sure that he can make them give in and obediently hand over the shares in his hand.

"Zhang Ning, what do you want, if you push us into a hurry, it's a big deal, let's break the net!" At this time, a bald director stood up.

"Smack!" I saw that Zhang Ning was not in a hurry at this time, and snapped his fingers comfortably.

"Why is he doing this, is it possible to look down on us?" The directors present were suspicious.

But it didn't take long for them to feel itchy, very itchy, like 10,000 ants crawling up on them, but the itch passed quickly, and they felt a heart-rending pain, like someone with a blunt knife sliding all over their bodies.

"Ah!!h

"Zhang Ning, what do you want, you have something to say, hurry up and save us. At this point, the bald director spoke.

But at this time, Zhang Ning's eyes were cold and said, "What did you call me just now?"

For a moment, the bald director actually felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cave, and combined with the unforgettable pain on his body, he finally couldn't bear it and knelt on the ground, kowtowing again and again.

"Dragon head, I was wrong, please let me go, I am old and young, I can't die here, I will give you whatever you want, please let me live." ā€

That gesture of begging is like a pug, completely forgetting the dignity of a person.

"You know you're wrong now, so why are you so arrogant just now, tell me what hole cards you have, let me be surprised. But Zhang Ning still said that he didn't mean to relieve the pain on their bodies at all.

At this time, the directors finally panicked, their faces were pale at this time, and the sweat on their heads kept dripping, soaking their decent suits.

But Zhang Ning was still unmoved, because their pain did come from Zhang Ning, this technique was like controlling the black-haired old man, that is, injecting the innate true yuan into their bodies, and then controlling the meridians in their bodies like maggots on the tarsal bones.

At this time, the meaty-faced director spoke: "What do you want to do with the dragon head? Send a word, I really can't stand it, if you want shares, I'll give them all, I'll give you all of them? ā€

When he spoke, the sensible man with a meaty face crawled to Zhang Ning's feet, knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.

Zhang Ning just glanced at him nonchalantly, and continued: "I have long said that I am determined to get the shares on your body, and I don't need your consent at all, so let's calculate first, the 'good deeds' you have done in the past two years since I retired." ā€

When talking about good things, Zhang Ning also pressed the accent as if he was emphasizing something.

And as this sentence fell, three of the directors who were originally pale seemed to have ruthlessness in their eyes, and they put their hands on their waists.

"Die, die with us!" the three men forcibly suppressed the intense pain in their bodies and stood up.

They actually held M911 pistols in their hands, although the destructive power is relatively small among all pistols, but it will still kill people when hit on people.

"Bang bang..."

But it wasn't long before they were stunned, and they fell to their knees in disbelief, and fell straight to the ground convulsing, and their eyes turned white and fainted.

The other directors looked at Zhang Ning's position with difficult faces, and they saw a scene that they would never forget.

Zhang Ning was still sitting on the main seat with his hips and feet leisurely, and the casual clothes on his body did not have a trace of scars and blood. But the bullets that attacked him seemed to be stuck in the air by something, and they didn't move.

"Ding, ding, ding...", the force that seemed to bind the bullets was gone, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"This.... Is this still human?" The directors present were stunned and thought, this scene was beyond the scope of their normal human thoughts. It can only be seen in movies.

"Is this what you want to use against my hole cards, I can't imagine that a few broken pistols can give you courage, it seems that I haven't been powerful in the past few years, you really think I'm a sick cat. ā€

Zhang Ning put his hands on his chest and said indifferently.

"Actually, for the sake of the past, I don't want to make it difficult for you, and I take the money to support the elderly with peace of mind, but I didn't expect that some of you would dare to violate the rules that Sister Que and I left behind, and secretly sell drugs to those young people, which makes me very angry. Zhang Ning's feet finally relaxed, and he stood up and began to walk around the conference room.

"You say what you are doing badly, but you went to sell drugs and left me and Sister Que a mess. Moreover, the money you have earned from the Tianhuo Group in the past two years alone is enough for you to raise you for a lifetime, and the brocade clothes are gorgeous. You say, don't you?"

Zhang Ning squatted in front of the meaty director and asked with a friendly face.

And the director with a sideways face didn't dare to look directly into Zhang Ning's eyes, because he was weak-hearted, and he was one of those people who sold drugs.

"Now I'll give you a chance, I've all been secretly used by me, I can control your life and death at will, and I guarantee that you are exactly the same as you died of a heart attack, no one can see any suspicions, as long as you sign this share transfer agreement, I can keep you safe." ā€

As he spoke, he saw Zhang Ning take out a piece of paper from the cabinet in his position, spread it out in front of the director with a meaty face, and said kindly, as if he was chatting with a friend.

"This..."Although the pain all over his body was full, it still couldn't affect the thinking of the meaty director.

"Forget it, people die and birds rise to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years. Besides, I've made enough money in the past two years, and it's a big deal to change a small business and open a small restaurant to live when I go back, and I don't know how to die when I mix with them all day long. ā€

So the meaty-faced director hurriedly nodded and said, "Okay, okay, Dragon Head, whatever you say, I'll sign it, I'll sign it, I'll leave as soon as I sign it, and there will definitely be nothing left that makes it difficult for you and Sister Que." ā€

After saying this, the flesh-faced man always felt that the pain in his whole body receded like a tide, and he suddenly felt that he was in the kingdom of heaven.

"Since you know each other so well, I won't fix you, sign it. But remember not to play any tricks, or I can kill you in an instant. ā€

As he spoke, Zhang Ning's face was still close to the meaty director, and his face was gloomy, as if he was about to ooze water.

If there is a psychologist who specializes in analyzing it here, he will say very calmly that Zhang Ning is a method of creating psychological pressure, although it is not very difficult, but it is also a test of a person's psychological quality. If there is a slight fluctuation in the facial expression, it is easy to fail to achieve the target effect, and even cause exposure.

"Yes, yes!" Now the middle-aged man with a meaty face was already scared by Zhang Ning, where did he dare to say a word, and hurriedly signed his name and ran directly outside the conference room, fleeing like running for his life.

"Okay, when you sign it, whether you sign it or die, to tell you the truth, even if you die, I have a way to make you obediently hand over the shares in your hands. It's just a little more troublesome. Zhang Ning stood up and shouted loudly in the conference room.

And after a few seconds of struggle, those shareholders all signed their names one after another with the intention of keeping Qingshan and not being afraid of running out of firewood, and then left the conference room in a gloomy manner with the high spirits they came, and Chi Wan Shopping Mall was not the same at all.

Seeing that all the people ran away, Zhang Ning also sat back in his place.

"That's it, right? Sister Sparrow, you should be able to take care of the rest yourself. In this unmanned conference room, Zhang Ning asked.

And at this time, there was a trembling in a vase behind Zhang Ning, and then it turned directly like a dark person, and Sister Que also walked out, originally Sister Que was in this conference room from beginning to end, but she was hiding in the dark grid.

This is mainly because Zhang Ning is afraid that there will be a firefight later, and Sister Que is next to her, and a momentary negligence may hurt her.

I saw Sister Que hide her face and giggle and said, "You have helped me with this, if I can't handle the rest of the things, I don't have to be the boss of the Tianhuo Society." ā€

"Then so be it!" Zhang Ning stood up indifferently, leaving a majestic back for Sister Finch.

At this time, Sister Que's eyes were very complicated, "A-Ning is completely different from before." ā€

"Is there any difference? I don't think so. Zhang Ning said indifferently.

"It seems that you are no longer afraid to do things, a bit like a king who controls the world. Sister Que said with some suspicion.

In this regard, Zhang Ning turned his body and said with an indifferent smile: "Sister Que, the reason why I was afraid in the past was because I was not strong enough for fear of attracting an irresistible enemy. But now it's different, I have the power to destroy the world and protect anyone. So I no longer need to hide my true heart and be the real me. Don't you think it's good for me to be like this?"

"This!?" Sister Que will not say bad, but she feels that the current Zhang Ning has a different kind of charm, if Zhang Ning was a young boy in the past, now he is a man with a mature atmosphere like a ripe persimmon.