Ning Wentao's face sank: "You issued a military order, why did I take the blame and resign?"
Ning Meng said calmly: "I just have a casual position in the company. How can it be as important as dad to lead the company? So I must use yours!"
Ning Wentao was so flattered by the praise that he smiled: "Of course."
Ning Meng took the opportunity to look at the shareholders: "Is that okay?"
The shareholders are all excited.
Twenty million, if Mr. Ning resigns, he won’t suffer a loss!
After he leaves, won't the position of chairman of the company belong to them?
So, when Cao Xuehua wanted to stop it again, everyone said: "Okay."
Cao Xuehua:......!!
The shareholders were afraid that Ning Wentao would regret it, so they immediately took out pen and paper, wrote a military order, and asked him to sign and leave quickly.
Ning Wentao burst into tears: "Mengmeng, am I unable to keep my position as chairman?"
Ning Meng smiled: "Dad, I will go to Mars Pictures to talk to Aunt Mei Lin about investment now!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Cao Xuehua was so angry that her chest hurt, and she said bitterly: "I'm afraid you will be disappointed! Four years ago, when she was planning to make a movie, your father went to her to invest, but they didn't want it!"
Ning Meng raised her eyebrows: "Don't talk to me, I have mysophobia."
Cao Xuehua:……
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Ning Meng came to Mars Pictures without stopping.
It is located on the 5th floor of an office building and looks a bit desolate.
It must be that many people have resigned. Looking from a distance, the office is extremely empty, with only a few scattered people.
Ning Meng waited at the front desk for a while, but no one came to receive her, so she went straight in.
After taking two steps, I suddenly heard Su Tiantian's voice coming from the conference room next to me:
"Mr. Han, why are you hesitating?"
Ning Meng turned around and could see through the glass window that there were two groups of people sitting opposite each other in the conference room.
Su Tiantian was sitting to one side with three or four elite people in suits and ties. She was wearing sunglasses and a waist-cinching dress, looking very imposing.
Opposite her, sat a well-maintained middle-aged woman with decent makeup and black lipstick on her lips. She looked coquettish, domineering, and full of aggression. It was Han Meilin.
She spoke slowly: "The price is not right."
Su Tiantian smiled and said: "I have taken a step back and bought 80% of the shares for 20 million."
Hearing this, Ning Meng frowned.
Su Tiantian was supposed to come back for talks in two days, but not only did she come now, she also relaxed the conditions and seemed to want to win the project quickly.
So, it was Cao Xuehua who greeted her?
Ning Meng sneered. Fortunately, she came directly without delay.
In the office, Han Meilin continued: "Four years ago, I spent 300 million to make this movie. For 20 million, I just want to hold 80% of the shares. It's too much."
Su Tiantian sneered: "But if you can't even come up with the 20 million yuan, the previous 300 million yuan will be wasted."
After saying this, she took off her sunglasses, stared at Han Meilin, and said sarcastically: "Four years and 300 million to produce such a bad movie. Mr. Han, you have to know that no one is willing to help you except us now!"
It's you, begging me!"
The humiliating words made Han Meilin's face turn pale.
The employees sitting next to her gave advice one after another:
"Mr. Han, sell it."
"Mr. Han, if you don't want it, you won't be able to get it even if the theater schedules it."
"I haven't been paid for half a year. Mr. Han, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your employees!"