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Chapter 12 Xiao Rongyu
Chapter 12 Xiao Rongyu
He didn't think about how to develop new equipment and seize the core technology all day long, but instead planned how to squeeze himself, the symbol and core figure of Stark Industries, away!
What do you think?
Do you still have brains?
Without myself, who will develop the company's technology?
How to lead the team?
A group of SHA waves!
So the group of Obadiah,
Not only to be eliminated by the times, but also by the company!
"Stop standing still, go to the conference room and get ready for the meeting!" Ye Qingyang stared at him, the feeling of being surrounded by stars is so damn good, no wonder everyone wants to be the boss, and everyone wants to be the master!
"My old uncle, if you are sick, go to the doctor as soon as possible. It's not a problem to hold on. The company will not judge you as an advanced individual because of this. I don't recommend going to work when you are sick!" Ye Qingyang looked at the sitting The old bald man on the left said.
"You—" Obadiah, who had just recovered his breath, began to cough violently again.
"Chairman, the vice president has hard work without credit. During your absence, the vice president has dedicated himself and devoted himself to the company—" said the old aunt.
"Stop, stop, what are you talking about? Is my company a charitable enterprise? I paid you to come here to listen to your complaints?" Ye Qingyang interrupted the old aunt's chatter with a wave of his hand.
"Whether it's bitter or not, think about Saddam! If it's going well, think about Clinton! If you want to be miserable, I'll send you to the middle of the world for a month, or send you to Africa to share with black uncles." Experience the raw life!"
The old aunt immediately postponed turning off the fire, and didn't dare to talk too much.
"Big shit, we are all veterans of the company, and we all fought together with your father Howard back then. Now that you have secured your seat, you start to eliminate dissidents and sneer at our old employees. Isn't it wrong for you to say that? ?" An old man with a gray beard stood up angrily, and almost poked Ye Qingyang's face with his finger.
"Who are you?" Ye Qingyang glanced at him disdainfully.
"I'm--"
After he finished speaking, Ye Qingyang directly waved his hand to signal him not to speak.
"I'm not interested in ignoring you. I hold 70.00% of the company's shares. I have the final say on this company. If you don't want to do it, just tell me. Don't pretend to be a senior with me. Let me tell you, I won't eat you." One set!" Ye Qingyang also lost his temper.
A delicate mark glass in his hand was thrown to the ground by him, causing everyone present to jump.
A company is also a society, with competition and factions, but the company leaders must hold their ground, have strength, and have a temper. A leader without temper will never be a good leader.
But a leader who can only lose his temper can only be an incompetent leader.
"You, you, you—" The old man who was criticized by Ye Qingyang also
"ga"
With a sound, he drew over. ,
He has lived for so many years, and he has never suffered such a great humiliation, and it was in front of so many people.
"It's so rude! Rude, you have no education at all!" Obadiah saw that his subordinates were angered by Ye Qing, and he knew that if he didn't stand up, the hearts of the people would be lost.
People are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead.
"Yes, I'm just uneducated, what's the matter? That's better than you, a dead bald head, who quits work every day and thinks about how to seek power and usurp the throne, right? My father raised a dog back then, and you know how to beg for mercy when you give him a piece of meat? I think You are a white-eyed wolf! You are still a bald and fat wolf!" Ye Qingyang smirked.
"I can't say no to you, I don't care about you, I think Tony took the wrong medicine today, maybe he has been brainwashed by militants in the middle of the world, the current Tony is not the same Tony as before!" Obadiah As if he had found a breakthrough, he began to talk nonsense.
It is so, it must be so!
Ye Qingyang shook his head full of disdain, why, he started playing sophistry when he couldn't make sense?
Still fucking say I'm not me?
Do you think you are Huang Silang?
I'm not Zhang Mazi!
So he kicked Obadiah's fat ass while the other party was just standing up. The poor bald man who was almost 60 years old screamed at the top of his voice, and fell to the ground heavily like a dog eating shit.
His face fell to the ground, and his front teeth were almost knocked out.
Ye Qingyang immediately sat back in the boss chair, mockingly said
"Hey, what's the matter? This is, uncle kowtowed to his nephew? I didn't make a red envelope, you don't count, let's kowtow in another place later!"
"Tony from WCNM, you little bastard, you are too deceitful, I will fight with you!" Obadiah suddenly got up from the ground, clenched his fists and punched Ye Qingyang.
"You all saw it, the old bald man made the move first, and I was in self-defense!" Ye Qingyang looked at Obadiah's attacking fist, and had time to educate everyone.
Then he grabbed Obadiah's arm with a Wing Chun fist move, and kicked Obadiah's thigh with a kick.
"Crack-"
There was a broken sound, and the male employees present couldn't help clamping their legs, while the female employees felt a cool breeze blowing between their legs.
"Hehehehe—" Obadiah couldn't yell out because of the severe pain, he stared at Ye Qingyang directly, a pile of white foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
The whole person fell to their knees on the ground with a plop.
"Ah—ah—" the old aunt screamed, as if the end of the world was coming.
"What are you shouting for? What about mourning?" Ye Qingyang slapped the old aunt's face with a big ear, and the force made her shut up instantly.
And the old aunt's left face quickly swelled up a big lump at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Stop screaming, hurry up and send my good uncle to the hospital. If it's too late, I may only be able to practice the evil sword manual of the Great Han Kingdom."
Wait for the security to drag the old bald head away and send him to the hospital.
Ye Qingyang sat down again
"Without the pesky flies, we can now have a good meeting."
"Xiao Rongyu, please send the recent financial statements of the Stark Group to see who is wrong?"
"Yes, boss." The black, long, straight beauty from the highest institution in the Han Kingdom hurriedly got up.
Her eyes were full of little stars of admiration.
Mr. Shi Dake is so handsome, rich, self-willed, and fucking powerful. This kind of man is really hard to get along.
Feeling a burst of wetness, Xiao Rongyu couldn't help closing her legs quietly.
"And you old guys, the times have changed, and you can't keep up with the times. It's time to retire." Ye Qingyang said calmly, as if he was talking about the most common thing.
"I am the most generous. In this way, I will buy the shares in your hands at a price that is [-]% higher than the market, so that you can make money, and I will also get back what belongs to me from my father. How about it, right? Fair and reasonable?"
Those who have shares present are all slanderous, reasonable ass!
Who doesn't know that the Stark Group is a chicken that can lay golden eggs, and the annual dividends are enough to last for several lifetimes. Who would have trouble with money?
But seeing that the group's second-in-command was beaten and hospitalized by this perverted big piece of shit, who wouldn't be afraid to pass on the family line?
Ye Qingyang turned around and stood up, and glanced at everyone present.
"I'm done talking, who is for and who is against?"
"Okay, unanimous vote! Thank you for your support and love, and the meeting is over!"
(End of this chapter)
He didn't think about how to develop new equipment and seize the core technology all day long, but instead planned how to squeeze himself, the symbol and core figure of Stark Industries, away!
What do you think?
Do you still have brains?
Without myself, who will develop the company's technology?
How to lead the team?
A group of SHA waves!
So the group of Obadiah,
Not only to be eliminated by the times, but also by the company!
"Stop standing still, go to the conference room and get ready for the meeting!" Ye Qingyang stared at him, the feeling of being surrounded by stars is so damn good, no wonder everyone wants to be the boss, and everyone wants to be the master!
"My old uncle, if you are sick, go to the doctor as soon as possible. It's not a problem to hold on. The company will not judge you as an advanced individual because of this. I don't recommend going to work when you are sick!" Ye Qingyang looked at the sitting The old bald man on the left said.
"You—" Obadiah, who had just recovered his breath, began to cough violently again.
"Chairman, the vice president has hard work without credit. During your absence, the vice president has dedicated himself and devoted himself to the company—" said the old aunt.
"Stop, stop, what are you talking about? Is my company a charitable enterprise? I paid you to come here to listen to your complaints?" Ye Qingyang interrupted the old aunt's chatter with a wave of his hand.
"Whether it's bitter or not, think about Saddam! If it's going well, think about Clinton! If you want to be miserable, I'll send you to the middle of the world for a month, or send you to Africa to share with black uncles." Experience the raw life!"
The old aunt immediately postponed turning off the fire, and didn't dare to talk too much.
"Big shit, we are all veterans of the company, and we all fought together with your father Howard back then. Now that you have secured your seat, you start to eliminate dissidents and sneer at our old employees. Isn't it wrong for you to say that? ?" An old man with a gray beard stood up angrily, and almost poked Ye Qingyang's face with his finger.
"Who are you?" Ye Qingyang glanced at him disdainfully.
"I'm--"
After he finished speaking, Ye Qingyang directly waved his hand to signal him not to speak.
"I'm not interested in ignoring you. I hold 70.00% of the company's shares. I have the final say on this company. If you don't want to do it, just tell me. Don't pretend to be a senior with me. Let me tell you, I won't eat you." One set!" Ye Qingyang also lost his temper.
A delicate mark glass in his hand was thrown to the ground by him, causing everyone present to jump.
A company is also a society, with competition and factions, but the company leaders must hold their ground, have strength, and have a temper. A leader without temper will never be a good leader.
But a leader who can only lose his temper can only be an incompetent leader.
"You, you, you—" The old man who was criticized by Ye Qingyang also
"ga"
With a sound, he drew over. ,
He has lived for so many years, and he has never suffered such a great humiliation, and it was in front of so many people.
"It's so rude! Rude, you have no education at all!" Obadiah saw that his subordinates were angered by Ye Qing, and he knew that if he didn't stand up, the hearts of the people would be lost.
People are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead.
"Yes, I'm just uneducated, what's the matter? That's better than you, a dead bald head, who quits work every day and thinks about how to seek power and usurp the throne, right? My father raised a dog back then, and you know how to beg for mercy when you give him a piece of meat? I think You are a white-eyed wolf! You are still a bald and fat wolf!" Ye Qingyang smirked.
"I can't say no to you, I don't care about you, I think Tony took the wrong medicine today, maybe he has been brainwashed by militants in the middle of the world, the current Tony is not the same Tony as before!" Obadiah As if he had found a breakthrough, he began to talk nonsense.
It is so, it must be so!
Ye Qingyang shook his head full of disdain, why, he started playing sophistry when he couldn't make sense?
Still fucking say I'm not me?
Do you think you are Huang Silang?
I'm not Zhang Mazi!
So he kicked Obadiah's fat ass while the other party was just standing up. The poor bald man who was almost 60 years old screamed at the top of his voice, and fell to the ground heavily like a dog eating shit.
His face fell to the ground, and his front teeth were almost knocked out.
Ye Qingyang immediately sat back in the boss chair, mockingly said
"Hey, what's the matter? This is, uncle kowtowed to his nephew? I didn't make a red envelope, you don't count, let's kowtow in another place later!"
"Tony from WCNM, you little bastard, you are too deceitful, I will fight with you!" Obadiah suddenly got up from the ground, clenched his fists and punched Ye Qingyang.
"You all saw it, the old bald man made the move first, and I was in self-defense!" Ye Qingyang looked at Obadiah's attacking fist, and had time to educate everyone.
Then he grabbed Obadiah's arm with a Wing Chun fist move, and kicked Obadiah's thigh with a kick.
"Crack-"
There was a broken sound, and the male employees present couldn't help clamping their legs, while the female employees felt a cool breeze blowing between their legs.
"Hehehehe—" Obadiah couldn't yell out because of the severe pain, he stared at Ye Qingyang directly, a pile of white foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
The whole person fell to their knees on the ground with a plop.
"Ah—ah—" the old aunt screamed, as if the end of the world was coming.
"What are you shouting for? What about mourning?" Ye Qingyang slapped the old aunt's face with a big ear, and the force made her shut up instantly.
And the old aunt's left face quickly swelled up a big lump at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Stop screaming, hurry up and send my good uncle to the hospital. If it's too late, I may only be able to practice the evil sword manual of the Great Han Kingdom."
Wait for the security to drag the old bald head away and send him to the hospital.
Ye Qingyang sat down again
"Without the pesky flies, we can now have a good meeting."
"Xiao Rongyu, please send the recent financial statements of the Stark Group to see who is wrong?"
"Yes, boss." The black, long, straight beauty from the highest institution in the Han Kingdom hurriedly got up.
Her eyes were full of little stars of admiration.
Mr. Shi Dake is so handsome, rich, self-willed, and fucking powerful. This kind of man is really hard to get along.
Feeling a burst of wetness, Xiao Rongyu couldn't help closing her legs quietly.
"And you old guys, the times have changed, and you can't keep up with the times. It's time to retire." Ye Qingyang said calmly, as if he was talking about the most common thing.
"I am the most generous. In this way, I will buy the shares in your hands at a price that is [-]% higher than the market, so that you can make money, and I will also get back what belongs to me from my father. How about it, right? Fair and reasonable?"
Those who have shares present are all slanderous, reasonable ass!
Who doesn't know that the Stark Group is a chicken that can lay golden eggs, and the annual dividends are enough to last for several lifetimes. Who would have trouble with money?
But seeing that the group's second-in-command was beaten and hospitalized by this perverted big piece of shit, who wouldn't be afraid to pass on the family line?
Ye Qingyang turned around and stood up, and glanced at everyone present.
"I'm done talking, who is for and who is against?"
"Okay, unanimous vote! Thank you for your support and love, and the meeting is over!"
(End of this chapter)
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