887. Chapter 887 Cheng Jun promises to keep his life 8
Chapter 887 Cheng Jun Yinuo, you will keep your life (8)
Feng Xun stood quietly in the position of Xia Yanyan just now, raised his head and looked at the pink clouds with pieces of pink. In his eyes, there was only empty.
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"President Feng, Innovation has been losing money in recent years. Before Gu Weijun began to acquire their stocks secretly. Recently, a German company named Boruida was also talking about acquisitions.
Recently, there are a lot of movements, and the effect is not bad. It has raised the waves of waves a lot. However, this is only temporary, and Gu's does not seem to dare to move ... It seems, the wave of waves recently fluctuated recently recently
It will be very large. If the stock is smashed back in reverse, Gu Weijun will lose a lot ... "
In the office, Song Yuan loved his duties and held the document to report.
The wind was dull, and his tight curse on Gu Weijun's head was not tightened, so some people began to go to Gu's death.
"Borida?" The mall has always been the law of the jungle. It is weak and strong, but dare to eat food in his mouth. I am afraid it is the first.
The office was silent, Song Yuanai waited for his instructions.
The eyes of Fengye seemed to be with the blade, sharp and cold. After a while, his low voice became: "What about Minsheng?"
"No movement!"
"Go out!"
"Okay, the wind!"
Song Yuan loved the sound and walked out with a doubt. The case of acquiring Gu's case, Feng Yan seemed to pay special attention, and almost all the matters and arrangements were for him.
With his style of work, it rarely does this. Because GS has a lot of people, and the wind is the most useful. But this time, it seems a bit unusual.
Song Yuanai covered the door of the office and had a question.
When I walked in front of the wine cabinet, Feng Yan poured herself a glass of strong vodka. I remembered Xia Yu Orange, who had seen in the "Qingyou Garden" a few days ago, and tightened her throat.
He drank a sip of wine, and the liquor fell all the way from his throat, with a burning taste, stabbing his heart.
"Xia Yu Orange, you have no heart!" The word was carved one by one in his body, painful into the bone marrow.
At five o'clock, Feng Yan walked out of the office, and saw the swallow of the Qing Dynasty walking over him.
"Big Brother,‘ Lost Night ’Shop, is you interested?" Yan Zi asked with a smile.
They all knew that Feng Yan broke up with Xia Yu Orange, but none of them dared to ask. Anno had called Xia Yuman, but couldn't ask why.
Xia Yuhe just said, broke up, really broke up.
"Go! But we haven't gathered together for a long time. An An has made a purpose today. I am not drunk. Yunxi has prepared a table of jams. Today, there is no woman.
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"Okay!" Although Feng Yan was so happy, he agreed.
"Brother, get up and drive ..." Yan Ziqing thought it would be worn again, but I did not expect that Feng Yan would agree, and his heart was suddenly loose.
In order to feel the feelings with Anno, he was not guilty. Now seeing the wind, he is naturally distressed for the wind.
But he didn't dare to persuade, there is no Fang grass in the end of the world, and don't love a flower like this. He dare not say a word.
On the way to "Lost Night", news is played in the radio on the car.