Zhang Haochi immediately shifted his focus to the golden-headed tiger. However, facing these people from the Blood Lion Legion, he still did not dare to be too arrogant: "Why are you swearing?"

"I just scolded you, what can you do?" The golden-headed tiger rolled up his arms and sleeves, as if he was about to take action: "Fuck! I'm going to beat you up!"

When Zhang Haochi heard these words, the first moment he shrank like his useless lower body, but when he looked around and found more and more teachers coming out of the teaching building, he suddenly became as strong as if he had taken Viagra.

Get up: "You dare!"

"I'm a**!" Golden-headed Tiger cursed, raised his huge fist and smashed Zhang Haochi on the head so fast that even Pang Jindong didn't have time to react.

Pang Jindong scolded the golden-headed tiger: "Why do you really do it!"

In fact, Pang Jindong also wanted to beat up the dean, but there were more important things to do now, and he couldn't let things get into trouble.

"Brother Dong, don't worry!" Golden-headed tiger smiled slyly at Pang Jindong, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Someone is coming quickly! Director Zhang was frightened and fainted!"

Pang Jindong smiled and shook his head: "You stay here to deal with the aftermath!" Then he called several mercenaries: "Follow me!"

"No problem!" Golden-headed Tiger agreed, and hurriedly helped Zhang Haochi. Although he pretended to be anxious on the surface, there was excitement in his eyes.

"Hurry up and call 12o!" Golden-headed Tiger shouted again, and then added: "But don't send it to Tongren Hospital!"

Gradually, many teachers and students gathered around, but when they saw that the person in trouble was Zhang Haochi, no one was willing to step forward to help.

The golden-headed tiger became even more excited when he saw this, and punched Zhang Haochi's weak ribs hard, followed by a second and third punch.

Zhang Haochi was really unlucky. Not only was he beaten violently while he was in a coma, but he also used his own body to block the golden-headed tiger's fist. As a result, no one saw this scene.

Chen's Group Board of Directors on the same day.

Pang Jindong arrived at the Chen Group headquarters two hours early. After making simple arrangements, he sat in the conference room and watched the directors walk in one after another.

Pang Jindong is sitting next to the chairman. He looks like the secretary in charge of records. He is just a man. Nowadays, no director dares to look down on Pang Jindong.

Chen Mingjun was the last one to arrive. After pushing open the door of the conference room with a bang, he went straight to the chairman's seat and sat down.

Chen Mingjun's recovery ability is quite amazing. Now he has bid farewell to the wheelchair and can walk on his own legs, but with a slight limp.

But he wanted to show his grace, so he walked with a deliberate swagger, which resulted in a very funny effect, making him look like a rooster that had just laid eggs.

"Let's start the meeting now!" Chen Mingjun said loudly, as if he was the chairman of the board, but no one raised any objection at this time.

The tragic death of Chen Zifeng in the detention center, the fire in Chen Ziyun's home and the explosion of Chen Ziyang's car cast a tragic atmosphere over the entire board of directors.

Although the directors were intrigued by each other and had their own loyalties, now that all their masters were gone, they suddenly discovered that the Chen Group had fallen into an unprecedented crisis.

This crisis not only means that the struggle for power within the group has become bloody, and everyone who stands in the wrong position may be life-threatening, but it also means that the Chen Group, which is addicted to internal fighting, will be unable to survive the current financial crisis.

Chen Mingjun glanced at Pang Jindong fiercely from the corner of his eye, and then announced: "Let the meeting begin now!"

If the Chen Group leaves the Chen family, it will no longer be the Chen Group. The Chen family founded the group and controls most of the group's resources and customers. The collapse of the Chen family means the demise of the Chen Group.

If the Chen Group really collapses, all the directors here will be disappointed.

It was under this circumstance that Chen Mingjun, as the only living member of the Chen family, naturally became the leader.

"I believe everyone is already aware of the recent series of events, so I won't say anything more." Chen Mingjun glanced at everyone present and said slowly: "The current financial crisis has brought great pressure to the Chen Group.

It has caused a major impact, and we have lost many outstanding leaders at this time, that is, my family members..."

When Chen Mingjun said this, he wiped the corners of his eyes before continuing: "But now is not the time for us to be sad, but we should turn our sadness into strength, reinvest in the market, and create a better future for Chen Group.

A better tomorrow will also create more generous returns for all directors!"

After Chen Mingjun finished speaking, there was a sparse round of applause in the conference room. However, this applause was not to give Chen Mingjun face, but was entirely for the "generous reward".

One director said: "The three directors Chen Ziyang, Chen Ziyun and Chen Zifeng can't just leave without knowing anything!"

"I know..." Chen Mingjun nodded heavily, sighed and said, "But we really can't do anything, so let's leave these things to the police! At the moment, we have more important things to do...

"

Another director immediately took over Chen Mingjun's words and said: "A snake cannot survive without a head. Before we do anything now, we must first elect a new chairman!"

This director was not Chen Mingjun's, but he was smart enough to sense Chen Mingjun's intentions, so he said this.

Regardless of whether he said this or not, Chen Mingjun is currently the most promising person to become chairman, so he urgently needs to show his loyalty to his new master.

The director's words were indeed highly praised by Chen Mingjun: "That's right, I think so too!"

Pang Jindong, who had been silent until now, suddenly interrupted and asked Chen Mingjun: "How to solve the selection problem?"

Chen Mingjun looked at Pang Jindong and found that Pang Jindong's expression was very calm, and no inner activities could be seen.

Thinking of the humiliation he suffered from Pang Jindong a few times before, Chen Mingjun's facial expression immediately became ferocious. Considering that it was not the time for revenge yet, he did not do anything.

Chen Mingjun tried his best to control his emotions and replied: "All the candidates have been... killed! Are there any other candidates?" After saying this, Chen Mingjun stood up slowly and told everyone present:

"I am willing to nominate myself as the chairman of Chen Group!"

After Chen Mingjun finished speaking, the conference room fell into dead silence. The directors just looked at each other, but no one stood up to speak.

Chen Mingjun has neither prestige nor experience, and his actual ability is generally questioned. He also has few connections among the directors. Therefore, except for those who have made up their mind to follow him temporarily, most directors do not support him.

But he is indeed the most qualified to be elected chairman now, so almost no one can publicly stand up to oppose it.

Chen Mingjun's qualifications are not only the only remaining member of the Chen family, but also for a more important reason, which he soon said himself: "After my uncle, third uncle and fourth uncle passed away, I, as Chen Mingjun,

The only living person in the family will receive all the shares left by them! This means that I now own 75% of the shares of Chen Group..."

When Chen Mingjun said this, he swept away the sadness he had just pretended and looked elated: "In this case, I don't know who else is more suitable to be the chairman than me!"

The directors present nodded their heads one after another, some out of sheer flattery, others out of helplessness.

They know very well that the chairman still needs to be elected in name, and everyone can at least vote against it, but in fact Chen Mingjun is already the chairman.

Chen Mingjun turned his head and asked Pang Jindong with a half-smile, "What do you think, Mr. Pang?"

Pang Jindong did not answer, but made a request in a low voice: "Can we talk in private?"

"Okay!" Chen Mingjun grinned, and then told the other directors: "Everyone takes a break first. Mr. Pang and I have something to discuss. We will continue the meeting after we come back!"

With their status as Pang Jindong and Chen Mingjun, it is impossible for them to stand outside the conference room and mutter. They need a suitable place for private discussions.

Regarding this place, Pang Jindong did not give any suggestions, nor did Chen Mingjun. Instead, he acted like a master and led Pang Jindong directly to the chairman's office.

The decoration of the chairman's office is simple and elegant, completely in accordance with Chen Ziyang's personal preferences. Both tables, chairs and other furnishings are in traditional Chinese style.

In addition, there are many antiques on display, several calligraphy and paintings hanging, and a screen placed behind the mahogany desk.

Zhuge Liang's "Execution Guide" is written on the screen, which seems to be like Chen Ziyang's self-clarification of his ambition.

Chen Mingjun sat carelessly behind the desk, leaned back comfortably on the chair, put his head in his hands and looked around everything in the office, a trace of disdain suddenly appeared on his face: "In the past, this was the place I longed for most, but now I really

Owning this place seems to be nothing more than that!"

Pang Jindong sat opposite Chen Mingjun and reminded: "You don't own this place yet!"

Chen Mingjun ignored Pang Jindong's reminder and expressed his opinion on this office: "What kind of decoration is this? Why does it look so rustic! All these tables, chairs and furniture must be thrown away and replaced with European style; what's wrong with this chandelier?"

It looks like it was only found in brothels in ancient times. I want the big crystal chandelier. There are also those calligraphy and paintings, especially the one in the middle. These words are crookedly written on it. It’s hard to understand. I should change it a few times.

painting……"

Pang Jindong sneered and told Chen Mingjun: "That calligraphy is a copy of Zhang Xu's wild cursive, and it is quite vivid!"

Pang Jindong is far away from the calligraphy, so we can only judge it by itself. If you get closer and see the inscription clearly, you will know that it was copied by a famous artist.

"I don't like it!" Chen Mingjun turned around, raised his legs and put them on the desk, stared at Pang Jindong and asked: "Let's get down to business, what do you want to say to me?"

Pang Jindong did not answer immediately, but was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked: "Who is Mr. Xie?"

"He is a great man!" Chen Mingjun answered the question frankly. He didn't care at all about being manipulated by Mr. Xie. It was not that he was inadvertently tricked by Pang Jindong: "You, Pang Jindong, probably feel that you

It's amazing, but compared with Mr. Xie, it's just this..." Chen Mingjun raised his little finger as he spoke.

"Perhaps Mr. Xie is a very capable person, but he is obviously not a good person if he can let you do this to your relatives!"

"So what?" Chen Mingjun slapped the table, stood up suddenly, and his tone became indignant: "I think Mr. Xie is right, in this world, being rich, powerful, and powerful means

Absolute truth! What are relatives? When competing for interests, aren't we trying to kill each other?"

Pang Jindong nodded: "You really want your family to die?"

"How much do you know? They all deserve it!" Chen Mingjun's facial muscles twitched a few times, and his tone became even more angry: "My father was killed by Chen Zifeng!"

Pang Jindong never expected that Chen Mingjun would say such a sentence. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "You must have misunderstood..."

"Misunderstanding?" Chen Mingjun laughed wildly, but there was a trace of tears in his eyes: "He admitted this personally in front of my uncle!"

Pang Jindong felt extremely sad in Chen Mingjun's eyes. Although he was not sure that Chen Mingjun had no misunderstandings, Pang Jindong had to realize with a headache that the Chen family's affairs were not only a pool of muddy water, but also a bunch of bastards.

, including that bad guy Chen Ziyang.

Pang Jindong took a deep breath and did not explore the authenticity of Chen Mingjun's words, but reminded: "Even if your father died at the hands of Chen Zifeng, Chen Zifeng should be responsible alone. You should not treat your uncle,

Third uncle and cousin also took action!"

"My uncle?" Chen Mingjun stopped laughing, and a trace of disdain appeared on his face: "As the eldest son of the family and the head of the Chen Group, he should seek justice for my father! But what did he do? He actually did something to me.

My mother said that family scandals should not be publicized, so she suppressed this matter abruptly, allowing this bastard Chen Zifeng to escape punishment!"

Chen Mingjun clenched his fists tightly and said bitterly: "If it is said that Chen Ziyang and Chen Zifeng have a deep brotherly relationship, and my father is isolated at home, then I will not say anything! However, the person who is most opposed to Chen Ziyang in the family is
Chapter completed!