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Chapter 148

"Huhu, you said you can run pretty well with those short legs." Ding Xiaojing quickly held down the fugitive who had stumbled to the ground before he could catch his breath.

After tying him up, I raised my head and wanted to thank the kind person who helped me stop this little monster, but there was no one around.

"Okay, it's another enthusiastic monster who does good deeds without leaving a name."

It seems that quality education in the monster world is also very effective, which is gratifying.

Ding Xiaojing thought very optimistically, patted the vines wrapped around his waist, picked up the little monster tied into a rice dumpling on the ground, and left gracefully.

"Call it off, go home and sleep."

"A-Teng, hold me tight, I'm about to take off."

There was another gust of wind, and the old man of Asuka who had just taken care of the branches and leaves hurriedly stretched out his hands to help the few young leaves. He waited until the few people were carried away by the wind and then muttered.

"Now Xiaohou, he's not very old, but he has quite a bad temper."

After sighing, the old man's figure gradually faded. After absorbing enough moonlight, it was time to sleep.

The city has returned to silence, with only the everlasting moonlight witnessing the prosperity on the other side of the night.

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"I really can't believe that a certain singer didn't work hard to open her business the day after she became famous so that the audience would remember her better. Instead, she wore a suit and went to the company to sell stocks."

Lin Bai looked resentful and leaned on the sofa to mutter.

Song Shushu was busy arranging his clothes without even looking at him.

He was just being tough, and he was just worried that the old guys on the board of directors would take the opportunity to attack her.

"I just went to exchange the stocks for money. Why did you say that the Song Company is going to go bankrupt soon?"

The Song family will not go bankrupt now, but it will be uncertain when her shares flow into the market.

"Besides, you're not happy if I invest in our studio."

Lin Bai tried to persuade this obviously superior person: "You can't put all your eggs in one basket. Although you are very optimistic about our studio, including me, it has not developed yet. You can't put all your wealth here."

Above, you have to use part of it to invest in other things."

As a boss, it is indeed quite shocking that he is here to persuade people not to invest so much in his own studio.

"If that doesn't work, go ask Brother Ji. He has a first-class investment vision. It would be good to drink broth with him. After the small money turns into big money, I won't interfere in whatever you like to invest."

Lin Bai did not expect that his perfunctory words would unintentionally provide inspiration to Song Shushu.

So later, when Song Shushu came to talk to Lin Bai about the matter after following Ji Sui and made a lot of money, he realized that she really went to Ji Sui and regretted it.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

The assistant was already waiting for her outside the door, and the Song family had a lot of hard work waiting for her.

"Why doesn't this young lady come?"

On the top floor of the Song family, the conference room was now full of people, and an empty seat was added next to the main seat where Song Qingxiang usually sat.

Song Qingxiang's expression was not very good. After checking the time again and again, he finally couldn't help but whispered: "What a nonsense. Didn't I already tell you that there was a meeting? Why hasn't it come yet? What's the point of letting a group of elders wait here?

?!"

To this day, Song Qingxiang still puts himself on the high platform of his elders, being arrogant and stubborn and unwilling to bow to the facts.

"Secretary Li, please urge me again."

The secretary sister standing behind him responded with a low eyebrow, held her cell phone and was about to walk out.

Just when she opened the heavy conference room door, she happened to meet Song Shushu and Song Shushu who pushed the door open.

Song Shushu wore a white suit today, rarely wore high heels, and put on light makeup. Her face, as long as she didn't deliberately modify it, would be very aggressive. In order to calm down the scene, she only

I lightly applied red lipstick.

The crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed in the conference room.

"Everyone is here in full force today."

Everyone who was swept by the sight felt a chill in their hearts, as if they were being targeted by some ferocious animal.

The young eagle has shown its edge and exerted some small psychological pressure on the old leader's men.

His eyes glanced around everyone's faces and then landed on Song Qingxiang. As for the empty seat next to him, he didn't even look at him.

He sat down at the other end of the conference table and was in a vague confrontation with Song Qingxiang, who was sitting at the other end.

Those sitting at the end were all people who usually had little presence in the company. At this moment, their hearts trembled with her movements. They were not shocked by her extraordinary appearance, but by the sudden drop in air pressure in the conference room.

The few people who were frightened and caught off guard and forced to become the focus of the entire conference room looked at each other, wishing they could turn into a wisp of smoke and directly physically sublimate.

But there is no way to sublimate. Fortunately, this suffocating silence did not last long.

Several senior shareholders did not care about the turbulent undercurrent between the father and daughter, and directly came to take charge of the situation.

"Since Mr. Song is here, let's get started?"

The first person to speak was a director in his sixties. Song Shushu recognized him. This person was also the group of people who worked hard with Grandpa Song Shushu in the Song family. After so many years, those old guys have retired one after another, and he was the only one.

Standing tall.

At this moment, Jiang Xingjian looked at her with a smile. Those who didn't know the truth really thought that she was an old gentleman who loved his younger generation.

Song Shushu also smiled at him, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Don't think she didn't know, this old man had been thinking about how to get the shares in her hands into his own hands, so that he could kick Song Qingxiang out of the Song Dynasty.

Shi.

"Mr. Jiang said, let's get started."

Yes, she is just late. Anyway, this big drama will only start when she arrives. No matter how many opinions these people have, they can only hold it back for the time being.

Song Shushu now feels that she is particularly like that kind of vicious female supporting role. She really likes to see the expressions on their faces when they look down on her but have to feel aggrieved to listen to her speech.


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