Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 59: Doesn't mean I've never beaten you before
First of all, Song Chunsheng, the chairman of the Song Corporation, frowned and looked at Song Yueliang, confused and annoyed that she would appear here, with an ugly expression on her face.
During this period of time, he called her many times and asked her to come see him but was rejected.
Today, on such an occasion, he suddenly came out, what medicine was being sold in the gourd!
Ignoring the surrounding questions, Song Yueliang remained calm, took out the document from the bag in her hand, placed it on the table, pushed it towards Song Chunsheng, tapped on the document with Leng Bai's fingertips, tapped on it, and speak lightly.
"This is a special permit from Mr. Tang. From today onwards, I will act as Mr. Tang's agent in all matters relating to the Song Company, including all official duties within the scope of Mr. Tang's deputy director."
“Chairman Song, please give me your advice in the future.”
As soon as Song Yueliang finished speaking, the once silent conference room exploded violently.
It was only fitting that Song Yueliang would dare to sit in Master Tang's ordinary chair. It turns out he got a special permit.
Although many of the people present were shocked, they also became even more confused.
They knew a thing or two about the relationship between Song Chunsheng and Song Yueliang. In the past half month, Song Yueliang had several times taken action against Song Group, interrupting several Song Corporation cooperation projects and causing huge losses.
Now the other party had changed all of a sudden, and had become Elder Tang's agent in Song Corporation again.
Are there grievances and resentments they do not know about?
Countless eyes were fixed on Song Chunsheng.
Song Chunsheng's face was so dark that he could drip water.
The others did not know what Song Yueliang's plan was, how could he not know?
It was obviously Song Yueliang who put the ring under her nose, and called out to her directly!
But the power of attorney in front of him still smelled a faint smell of ink, and Mr. Tang's personal stamp signed at a glance was clearly visible and could not be forged.
With this thing, he really could not repel Song Yueliang for a while.
"It's ridiculous! As the second largest shareholder, Mr. Tang allows outsiders to join the board of directors of Song Corporation with only written permission. He didn't even say hello before. What do you think of Song Corporation! In the eyes of !—" Before he could speak, Song Ziyu cursed the last chair on the conference table with a pale face and gritted her teeth.
"Shut up!" Song Chunsheng interrupted his words with an angry shout, looked around at the people present with different thoughts, and forced his thoughts, "Let's get close first, and we'll talk about something else later!"
Song Yueliang's expression was indifferent, and her eyes lightly stared at Song Ziyu.
The humiliation and ridicule in his eyes made Song Ziyu almost jump again.
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Outdoor, tea room.
Several group secretaries gathered in the tea room, chatting with each other while making tea and coffee, and occasionally glancing into the conference room.
"Who was that woman who just walked in? He looks familiar."
"Let's know, I've never seen anyone like this in the company before, but the aura is so strong."
"Just when the door of the meeting room opened, I heard it faintly. That guy seems to... Song Yueliang?"
"Song Yueliang?! Is that really Song Yueliang? My God, no wonder you are so strong, you are a beginner in the shopping mall! You are so capable! It took four years to bring a small company that would go bankrupt to a successful IPO! Half a month ago, I was a Group we had seized a piece of land in Chengdong Village!"
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Chen Mo sat on the sofa in the living room with a blank expression on his face. He did not listen to the conversation in the opposite kitchen, and only focused on the movements in the conference room.
As soon as the door of the conference room opened, he got up to greet her, and waited quietly at the door.
All the shareholders came out of the conference room, either while thinking or arrogantly.
Suddenly, Song Yueliang appeared at the shareholders meeting. Judging from the expressions and reactions of the Song family and his son, there might be a good show in the future.
Song Chunsheng walked over at the end, his eyes grim as he passed Song Yueliang, "Go to my office!"
After he finished speaking, he stepped out.
Song Yueliang turned her head, her eyes fixed on the man's angry back, a fiery red color flashed in her eyes, and it passed quickly.
Standing quietly, smoothing out the wrinkles at the corner of the clothes, Song Yueliang walked out slowly.
Seeing his boss coming out, Chen Mo immediately followed, "Bos—"
"Yueliang's Song!" A roar came from the side, interrupting Chen Mo's unfinished words.
Before the two turned their heads to look, Song Ziyu approached from the side in anger, glared at Song Yueliang, gritted her teeth and sneered, "I really underestimated you, Song Yueliang, using Mr. Tang to build a bridge into my house. The board of directors Song! But don't be too happy, thinking that you can get a piece of the Song family cake by taking the Song surname? It's just an illegitimate child who can't stand on stage, don't forget your identity!"
"Identity?" Song Yueliang stuffed her hand into her pants pocket after she finished her free time, and stood there without taking a single step back, even with a thin smile, "Song Shao was right, right, I'm just doing something for someone else with my paycheck, and sir. Subordinate Tang It was just a small beating against the workers, nothing to be grateful for, Young Master Song, don't think too much, it hurt your brain.”
Chen Mo lowered his eyelids and held back a smile. The others did not understand, but he could hear the meaning of his boss' words.
—I don't have a lot of brains, so if I get hurt again, I'll lose my brain.
"Well, sharp teeth and a sharp mouth!" Song Ziyu's eyes were suddenly fixed on Song Yueliang's tall and graceful curves, with malicious intent, "It takes a lot of effort on the bed to get Master Tang to support you so far, right? Learn from your mother." How do you serve a man?"
Song Yueliang's smile remained unchanged, but her eyes suddenly turned cold.
Chen Mo took a step back without a sound, paying attention to his nose, nose, and heart.
“Ck ck, it's just a joke, why did your face change?” Seeing the other party's face change, Song Ziyu suddenly felt pleased and laughed.
He did not forget that last time on a suburban road, this little bastard deliberately drove his car to crash into him, and almost scared him to pee on the spot.
New and old grudges will be avenged one day!
Song Yueliang looked at her face that was secretly arrogant, suddenly smiled, then raised her hand without warning.
snarled
The slap was loud, and there seemed to be an echo in the door of the silent meeting room.
There is a small****** around.
The secretaries who were already curious about Song Yueliang's identity, hid in a corner and saw Crown Prince Song slapped with their own eyes. The visual impact was huge, and they were shocked.
The searing pain on his face, coupled with the surrounding sounds, left Song Ziyu's head numb for a moment.
"Song-yue-liang! How dare you hit me?!" After regaining consciousness, Song Ziyu raised his hand and was about to return. He slapped his face in front of many people in the company. If he doesn't slap her back, where's the prince's face?
Song Yueliang shook her aching hand and took a step back calmly, dodging the other party just in time, and opening her lips, "Ck, that's just a joke, why did you change your face?"
This retaliation was like an invisible slap on Song Ziyu's face.
"You're really trying death!"
"There are many eyes that are watching. Young Master Song's slap not only hit my face, but also the face of old Tang. Are you sure you want to do it? Then I have no choice but to accompany you." Song Yueliang raised the corner of her eyes, looking at the man's eyes coldly, “Not that I have never beaten you before.”