Guo Hua's division of labor is very clear. For shareholders who are leaning towards his side, he will personally negotiate and give them courtesy. But for those shareholders who are leaning towards Luo Zhiqi and Wenbo, he chooses to leave it to Zheng Mei and Zhou Xin.

Do it. If you can't reach an agreement, you can come forward with a big stick and sweet dates. He wants to come. This way, the effect will be better.

Therefore, the burden on Zheng Mei's shoulders is not easy.

This is Liu Di's first time for Zheng Mei to take action. It would be fine if it was just a bad start, but Wen Bo has already taken the lead. If the negotiation fails, he can still disgust Liu Di and let Guo

Hua stepped in to solve the problem, and he had completed his task.

In a situation like this before him, Guo Hua would only think that Zheng Mei was not doing well, so how could Zheng Mei not be angry?

But as soon as he walked down, his angry expression froze, and he stared at the broken statue of Zhao Gongming, the god of martial arts riding a tiger, on the marble floor, and the young receptionist sitting on the ground with a painful expression, and he was in a daze.

Zheng Mei, who had been waiting for a long time, turned his head and coldly shouted at the strong man with the Buddha card: "Dapingzi, tell me what's going on with this horse riding?"

Going back to five minutes ago, as Zheng Mei went upstairs, only Dapingzi, a strong man with Buddhist amulets, and a young receptionist pretending to be dead on the ground were left downstairs.

Dapingzi was pacing back and forth in the hall, looking around, and when he was bored, he suddenly saw the glittering and majestic statue of Zhao Gongming, the God of War and Wealth, riding a tiger facing the door.

With an honest smile on his face, Da Pingzi walked up to the young receptionist and pulled him up from the ground with a quick lift. He pointed at the Zhao Gongming statue and asked, "Xiao Bizai, do you think it's him who is more powerful or me?"

Awesome?"

The young receptionist who had just graduated from school and relied on family connections to work at Liu Di Logistics Company had never seen such a battle before.

When I meet an old bastard like Da Pingzi who looks like a lonely nobleman and wears all his belongings, he obviously can't speak anymore...

"He..." The young receptionist, who had been waiting for a long time, could not say a complete sentence.

Da Pingzi, who was carrying the young receptionist like a chicken, saw that the little kid in his hand couldn't even fart for a long time. He seemed to think that the Wu Caishen statue was more powerful than him, and he immediately became furious!

Da Pingzi shouted loudly: "Fuck, how can such a rubbish recipe be as powerful as I am?"

Immediately, he lifted the young receptionist high into the sky without giving the young receptionist a chance to finish saying "He is not as powerful as you", and made the young receptionist draw an arc in the air like a mid-range shot from the free throw line.

Smashed at the statue of Wu Cai God...

The young receptionist's buttocks, which were not very straight, came into close contact with the tiger-riding statue of Zhao Gongming. The fragments of the statue of Wu Cai God broke into pieces, causing the young receptionist's buttocks to bleed.

"That's probably it..."

Da Pingzi, who recounted the complete process, scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Throw 10,000 yuan at the front desk and leave quickly!"

After breaking the statue of Wu Cai God and leaving blood on the marble floor, Zheng frowned and quickly walked out of the logistics company.

Dapingzi, who was standing there, rummaged through his pockets, took out five or six hundred dollars and threw them all at the front desk. Knowing that he had caused trouble, he hurriedly followed Zheng Mei and left.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, what's wrong with you?"

A professional manager hired by Liu Di to manage the logistics company had just returned from discussing business outside and saw the young receptionist pouting on the ground.

Liu Di, who was already holding back his anger, heard the noise downstairs and walked downstairs.

As soon as I saw the miserable condition of the young receptionist, a ball of fire suddenly came up in my heart.

"Who did this horse riding?" Liu Di asked with smoke in his eyes.

The young receptionist Xiao Liu timidly replied: "The statue of the God of Wealth was smashed by the driver of the BMW Z4 just now..."

"I'm not asking about the God of Wealth Statue, I'm asking who hit you!"

"It's him too..."

"I'm a fool. I don't think Zheng Mei and these idiots want to have a good life."

Liu Di clenched his fists and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Mr. Liu, my personal suggestion is to send Xiao Liu to the hospital first. We can discuss other matters later. If an employee is beaten, we should demand an apology and demand compensation. There is no need to raise it to another level.

..”

The professional manager who just came in from the door happened to meet Zheng Mei Dapingzi who was leaving. Judging from their faces, the two people did not look like good people. For the sake of the company, he did not recommend Liu Di.

Great anger.

Liu Di turned his attention to the professional manager and said: "Xiao Miao, if you don't know the suffering of others, don't persuade others to be generous. If I told you that Xiao Liu is my biological son who was specially put into the company to gain experience, would you still advise me like this?"

"..."

The professional manager named Xiaomiao was speechless for a moment.

"My own son was beaten like this in my own company. Even the God of Fortune whom I spent hundreds of thousands to hire was smashed to pieces. They left about five hundred yuan at the front desk. This matter

If it were you, would you be able to bear it?"

"I can't stand it." Xiaomiao replied truthfully: "However, Mr. Liu, I suggest that we think of something more appropriate..."

"No need to say anything!" Liu Di interrupted Xiaomiao's words rudely and growled: "Since people have already made trouble at the door of my house, I have no choice but to retreat. I am just a son, and it is impossible to beat him.

Fighting in vain!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Di took out his mobile phone and walked out of the company.

…

Wenbo, who was just about to go to the second company to buy shares, after receiving a call from Liu Di, hurried to Whale Company to sit down with Luo Zhiqi and Wu Hai, who had also just returned, to discuss countermeasures.

Wu Hai crossed his hands on his chest and said: "As soon as Liu Di sold the shares to us, he was punished by Zheng Mei. His own son had his butt broken into eight pieces, and even the God of Wealth statue was smashed. This happened

Once word gets out, who will dare to sell our shares?"

"Well...since Guo Hua wants to play with Ma Tai, let's find another way. I have to take good care of him in every aspect!"

Luo Zhiqi, whose first company failed to succeed, was already in a low mood. In addition, Zheng Mei beat up the shareholder who had taken over the shares from Wen Bo, so his mood was naturally not that good...

"It can't be like this. We are talking about business on the surface now, so we can't talk about what is there and what is not. The top priority is to get more than half of the shares in hand, and other details can be left behind."

Even if something goes wrong, Wenbo still maintains a rational way of thinking.

Luo Zhiqi took out a cigarette from the cigarette case with a sullen face and handed it to Wu Hai, then lit it himself. He was somewhat resistant to Wenbo's point of view and couldn't help but reply: "Wenbo, the problem now is, Liu Di sells
Chapter completed!