Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng gave a thumbs up: "Thanks to Dong for his superb acting skills, I will remember a great achievement for you, and after you have done it, I will give you a reward."

Xie Mingliang wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his face showed a faint look. He was still humble and said: "What am I, at best, I am an actor, and you are the director."

Xu Kaizheng is not to be outdone: "Yes, Mr. Yang, don't look at your young age, this strategizing attitude is not inferior to Zhuge Kongming!"

"Oh, isn't it?" Yang Feng couldn't help but float.

"Of course!" Xu Kaizheng shook his head excitedly and said, "Yufan Lunjin, annihilation between talking and laughing, Kongming's three-qi Gongjin, this phone call is similar to yours."

Yang Feng scratched his head and finally understood the reason why the superiors like to listen to flattery. This flattery is good. It is very useful to shoot the key points and the key parts.

Yang Feng is like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit now, and his 36,000 pores are all comfortable.

These two old fried dough sticks are obviously masters of this skill. Yang Feng quickly adjusted his mentality, and two cold lights shot in his eyes, and there were some fluttering thanks and Xu immediately lowered his brains with interest.

In the afternoon, the stock showed no signs of rebound.

Despite Feng Yuxin’s verbal promise, other members of the board of directors still couldn’t sit still. Many people held restricted shares in their hands, and some of their shares could not be transferred at all. All these people gathered in the meeting room to eat and drink. Lazar's sleep is solved in the company.

In this way, Feng Yuxin was inexplicably increased in pressure.

On Thursday night, many people are doomed to sleepless.

For example, the members of the board of directors of Yuxin Group, such as the Wangs and sons of Beidu.

The members of the board of directors of Yuxin Group are there, and Feng Yuxin, the chairman of the board, can't leave, but the whispering in private and the smog caused by the smog is really too much for her.

At this time, there were some shareholders who couldn't recognize the situation, and the old things were brought up again.

A fat lady wearing gold, silver and jewels spoke: "I said the chairman's eldest sister, that boss Wang is just asking you to have a meal. What's the big deal? Are you an 18-year-old or a 20-year-old girl You have a husband and a son who is 20 years old, OK? What have you never seen? Because of your humble dignity, you know how much loss has been caused to our shareholders, if we have enough shares in our hands , You are no longer the chairman."

Rao Feng Yuxin, no matter how good his temper is, he couldn't help but stand up to the crime, and became furious.

"Yan Fengjiao, you shut up! Everyone must have a clear position of their own. Since you know that you don't have enough shares, don't make irresponsible remarks and laugh generously!"

"Feng Yuxin, don't bully me with idioms and idioms. People who can't distinguish the importance and the overall situation like you don't deserve to be the chairman of the board!"

The meeting room suddenly became quiet, and Feng Yuxin supported her arms on the table, as if her whole body's strength was concentrated on her arms, her soft long hair naturally covered half of her face, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

That's right, although Yang Feng can always give her confidence and hope, she is about to be unable to hold it. She has more than once considered whether she should lay down her dignity and compromise, and whether it is worth it.

Seeing Feng Yuxin's silence, Yan Fengjiao became more proud, "Why, the dignified chairman is speechless? So, even though I have no culture, what I said is so reasonable?"

Yan Fengjiao, with heavy make-up, laughed: "Feng Yuxin, to be fair, when you started your business, you didn't use your beauty as a weapon, and you didn't accompany your guests to dinner or wine? Oh, it was OK in the past, but not now. Well, but it is understandable that those who shoot third-level films are still thinking about transforming into good..."

"Bang--" Yan Fengjiao was interrupted by the sound of a loud noise, kicking the door open, and all eyes were on the door.

Three young people stood at the door, Yang Feng in the center, He Shaotang and Li Qiang in the left and right.

He Shaotang found Yang Feng. He listened to the door for a while, and when Yan Fengjiao's words became more and more fringe, he couldn't help kicking the door open.

"Xiao Feng..." The moment when he saw Yang Feng, Feng Yuxin inserted his right hand into the hairline above his head, combed the blue silk to the back of his head, and then fell into the back chair as if losing strength for the next second.

Feng Yuxin smiled tiredly, tears flickering in her eyes, but she knew that she could rest.

"Who are you guys!" Looking at the three young people who were obviously unkind, Yan Fengjiao took the lead. Among the nearly twenty members present, only Feng Yuxin, Kang Ruorong, Xie Mingliang and Xu Kaizheng knew Yang Feng.

Yan Fengjiao only knew Feng Yuxin's son He Shaotang, but she didn't save face: "Go out, this is where you should come? We are discussing the life and death of the company!"

Yang Feng's eyes were gloomy, he habitually twisted his neck, made a crackling noise, and then winked at Li Qiang.

Li Qiang touched his bald head, took a step forward, and approached Yan Fengjiao with a gorilla walking posture. He tilted his head and looked up, curling his lips: "What's your name?"

"Huh, aunt? Is my old mother that old?" Yan Fengjiao opened her mouth wide, showing no weakness.

Li Qiang nodded and sneered: "How many shares do you have?"

"One hundred... three percent." Yan Fengjiao said with a squat, this proportion was embarrassing to export in the past, but now is different, her 3% is also a significant share.

"Three percent, I heard it right!" Li Qiang dug his ears. "Aunty, have you ever heard a word?"

"What?" Yan Fengjiao asked instinctively, too lazy to care about Li Qiang's persistent call to her "auntie".

"Toad-Ma is lying on the road, stunned as a small camouflage jeep."

"What!" Yan Fengjiao's face suddenly couldn't hold back, "Smelly boy, you call my old lady a toad-mad, my old lady fights with you!"

For a time, he opened his teeth and danced his claws, showing his true colors.

Li Qiang was taken aback and hurriedly protected his face. For a long while, he didn't seem to be attacked. Looking through his fingers, Yan Fengjiao was held by two middle-aged men.

"Xie Mingliang, Xu Kaizheng, you let me go, you are afraid, I am not afraid!"

"Yan Fengjiao," Xie Mingliang pushed Yan Fengjiao hard, "If you want to die, our brothers won't stop you, but, do you really dare to touch Li's son?"

"Wh...what?" Yan Fengjiao heard the prestige of "Lord Li", and was uncomfortable. He squinted his head and didn't dare to look at Li Qiang, his eyes flickering from side to side.

"So, don't get me wrong." Li Qiang greeted everyone, and explained, "My dad didn't follow this matter, and I just gave Feng Ge a personal favor. Now, I am his one. Little brother."

All the members looked at each other, Li Qiang's remarks meant that there was no money in this place!Li Ye doesn't mix up, what face does he show?

"Sit down!" Yang Feng said lightly.He felt that he should almost make his debut without makeup.

Those who know Yang Feng are waiting to watch a good show, and those who don't know him are all speculating about his identity, so that Li Ye's son can be willing to be a younger brother. This person is not simple, and obviously, it is Feng Yuxin.

Anyway, after Yang Feng's words were said, the members took their seats one by one and all sat down, and because the door was open, the air in the meeting room was much fresher.

Yang Feng glanced at Feng Yuxin, who was exhausted and helpless, and suddenly felt angry. He walked a few steps next to Yan Fengjiao, put a hand on her shoulder, and said, "Mother."

"I said I'm not big..." Yan Fengjiao stood up subconsciously, but once she met Yang Feng's cannibalistic gaze, the words behind it got stuck in her throat.

Yang Feng sneered and said: "Just now I heard that someone admits that he is uneducated. In fact, literacy is nothing, but he cannot be without quality. You cannot only see interests in your eyes and disrespect others. What's the difference between a bitch scolding the street!"

"You... your kid said that my old lady is a shrew!"

Yang Feng shook his head: "It's very hard to talk to you!" As he said, he frowned and looked at Feng Yuxin, "Godmother, can you become a member of the company's board of directors if you have money, don't you think about quality and character?"

Feng Yuxin smiled inwardly, but her face was still heavy: "When the company was founded, it was indeed poorly considered. Among the board members, it is inevitable that there will be mixed good and bad."

Yang Feng nodded: "This is understandable, but now is different. I think that as a board member of Yuxin Group's level, you still need to have a certain cultural foundation. Otherwise, even if you participate in the conference, you will only be deaf. ."

"Boy, don't deceive people too much!" Yan Fengjiao still understands this proverb.

Yang Feng ignored Yan Fengjiao’s provocation and shook his head: "Everyone, the so-called unification of the hearts of the people, I feel that what the company needs is a team that is sincerely united and can share difficulties and wealth. I think it is necessary to take this opportunity to leave behind. Realize the redistribution of shares."

"Who did I think it was! It turned out to be the chairman's godson!" A potbellied old man stood up, "Young man, I am not afraid of tongue-heading when I speak, I want to buy back what we have. Shares, but as far as I know, your godmother’s account only has a few hundred thousand."

"Uncle your last name?" Yang Feng asked, with a harmless smile on his face.

"Minggui's family name is serious."

"Jia Zhengjing, good name." Feeling the old man's face flushed, Yang Feng asked with a smile, "How many shares do you have?"

"Not just holding four and five percent."

"So that's the case." Yang Feng nodded, "Uncle, who told you I used godmother's money to buy back, can't I have some money?"

"How old are you, do you have money?" Jia Zhengjing was full of disbelief.

"Ah, I recognize you. Your name is Yang Feng. You are the chairman of Fengxue Group." A young man wearing glasses blurted out.

"Fengxue Group?" Jia Zhengjing disapproved, "hasn't the once glorious company disappeared?"

Yang Feng waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about these! Just one sentence, should you sell or not sell the shares in your hands?"

Jia Zhengjing and Yan Fengjiao looked at each other, then at his left and right colleagues, and then said, "Why don't you look at the trend of the stock tomorrow."

"No need to look." Yang Feng swept away his biting eyes, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Tomorrow will still be the pattern of the limit-down, and I will repurchase at the limit-down price tomorrow, but if you have this intention, A decision must be made now."

Hearing what Yang Feng said, the meeting room immediately exploded.