679. Chapter 679 Mu Wanqing, are you still embarrassed to cry?
Yang Mufan didn't even glance at her. He smiled and said goodbye to Mi Shirui in a gentle manner, and then ordered Zhuo Qingcheng to take them to a diamond-level hotel to rest...
The luxury car started slowly and then sped away.
Yang Mufan stood at the door of the company, motionless, his dark eyes staring straight at the car leaving.
The car drove one meter farther, and the curvature of his perfectly raised thin lips dropped by one point. Another meter further and the arc dropped by one point.
Finally, after his smile was completely suppressed, his entire handsome face was covered with a thick layer of ice.
His calm eyes were replaced by endless rage and cruelty.
Without a response from Yang Mufan, Mu Wanqing did not dare to take the contract back without permission, so she could only hold the contract up for a long time and stand stiffly.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Wanqing's hand holding the four contracts was shaking violently, and her arms were so sore that she asked cautiously again: "Mr. Yang, do you still need..." for this contract?!
However, before she could finish her sentence, Yang Mufan suddenly became furious and grabbed the contract and threw it hard at her.
Snap, snap, snap——
Crash la la la——
The contract papers that had no time to be bound fell out from the folder and flew toward Mu Wanqing like a swarm of paper.
The dozen or so executives who had been standing respectfully behind Yang Mufan, waiting for dispatch, gasped in fright.
They were stunned for three seconds. They were decisive and wise, without hesitation, and used the fastest speed. Before their brains could draw up the optimal escape route, their behavior had already dominated their brains, and they disappeared without a trace without a trace.
If the big boss gets angry, the consequences will be very serious.
Even Tianlang and the others fled away in a hurry.
"The meeting is over, what are you doing with the contract?!" Yang Mufan's eyes were red, and he was gouging out fiercely with a cannibalistic look. Even though he was wearing high heels, standing in front of him, he still looked particularly petite.
woman.
The stiff corner of the folder hit Mu Wanqing squarely on the forehead, and bright red blood immediately poured out eagerly.
Her fair little face also had several cuts cut by sharp paper.
Fine little blood beads spilled out one after another.
She looked at the man with a distorted face and glared at her, tightly pressing his lips.
The eye sockets were astringent and painful, and there was warm liquid gushing out rapidly.
She had clearly warned herself in her heart not to cry or shed tears.
However, the tears couldn't stop rolling down.
Obviously, Yang Mufan didn't buy it. He pointed at her nose and yelled: "Cry?! Mu Wanqing, you have the nerve to cry?! Besides crying, what else will you do?! During the meeting yesterday, I was
How do you emphasize that?! I said, don’t be late, don’t be absent, don’t make any flaws in the contract!! What happened?! Not only were you late, you also wanted to be absent. After all, you saw that your contract wasn’t even bound, so just give it to me.
Brought it?!”
Even if she can deliver such a contract in time, can she sign it?
Tang Moyu, who was sitting in the car, noticed something was wrong and quickly got out of the car and walked forward quickly.
Seeing the blood on Mu Wanqing's forehead, which was still pouring out, he quickly took out his handkerchief, pressed her wound firmly, and then growled at Yang Mufan in a bad tone: "Yang Mufan, you don't have anything."
You know, why are you angry at Mu Wanqing?! Even if Mu Wanqing did something wrong, you should first investigate the reasons for everything and then decide whether to train others, right?!"
