"Just wait...Oh, now, I can only resign myself to fate..."
At this moment, there was a sound from downstairs.
Zhou Ting and her daughter ran down.
The old man strode in, followed by several counselors.
The mother and daughter hid quietly and watched helplessly as a group of young talents from the group company entered the study room. Mrs. Zhou let out a long sigh. Zhou Ting said quietly: "Mom, do you think this matter will turn around?"
The mother sighed: "Your father's company has not gone through storms in these years. He has been in business all his life. I believe him...but..."
She didn't say anything further, but Zhou Ting understood it completely.
Lao Zhou's purpose was to lead the company out of trouble in this round of competition. Moreover, it was already a sure thing.
Over the years, he has deliberately created and worked hard for this time point.
But now, the success fell short.
Qiantu is completely ruined.
It is no longer possible to grasp the decisive point of business opportunities.
It wasn't until late at night that the study door opened.
Zhou Ting slipped in quietly.
There was a jar full of cigarette ashes on the table, and my father's eyes were bloodshot.
"Dad... Old A, this ungrateful guy, has he been bribed by Old Zhang a long time ago?"
Lao Zhou interrupted her: "Ting'er, where is Huang Xiaojue?"
She was startled: "He is in a meeting and hasn't come back yet."
"Inform him to come back immediately. I have important matters to see him."
"this……"
Lao Zhou said sternly: "Go quickly."
Zhou Ting did not dare to disobey and turned around immediately, but before she could walk out of the door, Lao Zhou stopped her: "Ting'er..."
She turned back immediately.
"Huang Xiaojue has a batch of information. I asked you to ask him for it last time. Did he give it to you?"
Zhou Ting shook her head: "No. At that time, he said it hadn't been sorted out yet. I thought it wasn't important, so I didn't push it..."
"Within one day, you must destroy all these materials."
She was careful: "What if he doesn't agree?"
Lao Zhou's eyes were as sharp as daggers: "If I guessed correctly, Huang Xiaojue has long had a different intention..."
"This...Dad, is it impossible? He never shows any unusual behavior..."
"Ting'er, don't worry about it, you just need to process that batch of information."
As soon as Zhou Ting stepped back, Madam walked in quietly.
They have been married for many years, and she also comes from a wealthy family, with no eggs left intact, but she still holds on to the last glimmer of hope in her heart: "Is the father of the child really in such an irreparable state?"
Lao Zhou slumped down on his chair, and the last bit of energy he had just gained from the forceful fight in front of his subordinate's daughter was gone.
He shook his head: "It's over, it's over... This time, it's completely over... I didn't expect it to be Old A, I really didn't expect..."
He has always been a lackey in the company, biting whomever he is told to bite. Over the past thirty years, he has long been accustomed to being bossed around like a slave. But who would have thought that a vicious dog would suddenly bite someone from behind?
"I was already wary of him. In the past two years, I no longer allowed him to participate in the company's major projects... He also seemed to be muddle-heading on the surface... I thought he had given up and was honest... who
Know……"
A hundred secrets and a sparse.
He was on guard against many people, and he didn't even neglect Old A, but who knew?
Mrs. Zhou suddenly asked: "Is Old A really that capable? In the past few years, he is no longer an important core of the company..."
"He has answers!"
"Who is his supporter?"
"Wang Donglin!"
Lao Zhou gritted his teeth: "Calculating, Wang Donglin had been in contact with him at least five years ago, and in the past two years, he completely instigated his rebellion."
