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531. Chapter 531 There is a kind of mourning cry: admire Fan 50

When the three brothers from the Tian family saw him, they immediately followed him quickly.

The twelve directors at the oval conference table were stunned for a moment, and then chased out one after another.

"President, we are joking with you. You have a lot of money, so don't argue with us."

"President, let's discuss this carefully."

"President, we were unintentional, give us another chance, okay?!"

"President……"



Although MB's stocks, bonds, etc. have fallen miserably recently, MB is one of the world's largest companies after all. They are all MB's major shareholders. One hundred times the market share is definitely not a small sum.

If anything happens to Xiangmufan, or for good or bad, and someone offers such a condition, they will definitely sell it without hesitation.

But the question is: I admire Fan and live a good life.

With him in MB, the money is transferred not in RMB, let alone US dollars, but in Euros.

They are stupid and crazy to give up their shares in mb.

Yang Mufan listened to the continuous begging voice behind him, and couldn't help but smile coldly, and ordered to Sirius who was following him: "Use the fastest speed to return all the shares in their names, one point.

Don't stay. If someone refuses to obey, then...you don't need to give me face, let alone be polite to me. Just solve it as you want. I don't look at the process or the means, I only look at the results..."

"Yes!!" Sirius replied respectfully.

However, when the twelve sensible people chasing behind Yang Mufan heard Yang Mufan's words, they froze on the spot with pale faces...

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Mu Wanqing stared blankly at the TV that played advertisements over and over again, motionless.

When Jinfei came back from shopping for groceries, she stood at the entrance and saw Mu Wanqing huddled on the sofa watching TV. While changing into slippers, she asked: "Wanqing, what do you want to eat for dinner?!"

After waiting for a long time, Mu Wanqing did not respond. She asked a few more times, but... Mu Wanqing still didn't say anything.

Sensing the abnormality, Jinfei quickly ran over and saw Mu Wanqing holding the remote control as if she had no soul, sitting stiffly on the sofa without even blinking. She was so frightened that she lost her mind and asked worriedly: "Wanqing

Qing, what’s wrong with you?! Are you feeling unwell?! Wan Qing?! Did you hear what I was saying?! Wan Qing..."

Could it be that he was possessed by an evil spirit?!

When she went to check Mu Wanqing's breathing, Mu Wanqing suddenly came to her senses and Jinfei screamed in fright, taking a few steps back.

"Wanqing, what are you doing?! I was so startled that I was scared to death!! What on earth were you thinking just now? Didn't you hear me talking to you?!" Jinfei complained dissatisfiedly, and then,

Asked for the nth time, "By the way, what do you want to eat for dinner?!"

Mu Wanqing held Jin Fei's hand, and her voice was choked with excitement: "Jin Fei, let me tell you some good news. Yang Mufan has appeared. I just appeared in the conference hall, really."

Afraid that Jinfei wouldn't believe it, Mu Wanqing took the remote control and turned the TV station back.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Beijing time, Jinfei saw Yang Mufan appear on the board of directors.

Seeing that Mu Wanqing was so excited that she couldn't calm down for a long time, Jinfei said: "Look at you, you are as excited as if you discovered a new world. Haven't you always believed that he will not die?!"

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