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Chapter 85

Xingsheng stared at his red face and tried hard to suppress his anger, but in the end he couldn't help but growled:

"The trapped beast still fights."

"Wow~"

The baby is crying.

Qiu Shan's face changed instantly.

"Pa~"

He deleted it with a slap.

"I hit you, should I call the police?"

Xingsheng covered his face and remained silent.

Qiu Shan tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart. No one knew what she was angry about:

"Believe it or not, that little man hasn't contacted me since two years ago.

A trapped beast still fighting?

Little brat, if even breaking the law and committing crimes can be linked to the shit you are doing, you will be like this for the rest of your life."

Xing Sheng lowered his head and remained silent.

Zhao Rong smiled sweetly: "Sister Qiu, don't be angry, I believe you."

Qiu Shan nodded at Zhao Rong's forehead:

"You~"

Qiu Shan shook her head, turned around and picked up the baby, coaxing her away and slowly disappearing from everyone's sight. (The baby is not Zhao Song's, her illness has been cured by Professor Liu, as mentioned above)

At this time, Xingsheng vented his anger and said:

"I don't believe Zhao Song didn't call her."

"..."

Everyone silently agreed.

"He really didn't call me."

At this time, a loud voice drew everyone's attention.

The three picket uniforms came steadily.

The leader's dazzling eyes were fixed on Xingsheng, causing him to uneasily lower his right hand covering his face.

The leader firmly held Xing Sheng's right hand:

"My name is Hao Ren. I heard that you were going to deal with Zhao Song. That bastard made my sister appear in front of the whole world and made grandpa angry for a long time. Try your best to fuck him!"

Xing Sheng nodded.

"As for what you just said," Hao Ren scratched his head, looked back at his companions, and then said, "The investigation will take time, and you won't be able to use the equipment after today, so there is a deadline for closing the network.

That bastard Zhao Song really doesn’t matter."

Facing Hao Ren's special clothes, Xingsheng didn't dare to say anything and could only nod honestly.

“Long live understanding.”

Hao Ren happily shook Xing Sheng's hand, but the two companions behind him unceremoniously pushed Xing Sheng away and handcuffed the other Quail behind him.

"You dare to take anything out," Hao Ren said in an iron-clad tone, "Take it away!"

After saying that, he showed an encouraging smile to Xingsheng: "Come on."

"Uh~"

In the distance, a graceful figure appeared, and Hao Ren stopped.

He scratched his head and his expression changed. After a while, he finally turned into his usual serious look.

He turned around and stared at Xing Sheng seriously.

"Pa~"

The destructive power of this slap is greater than all Qiu Shan's slaps put together:

"Comrade Xingsheng, could you please go back and bring me a message?"

"..."

"If you continue to reach out randomly, I'll chop off your head with my head!"

(Chen Ning narrates: "Special front, ko!")

…………

The quiet scene made even the outsider Qin Hai feel embarrassed.

Seeing Xingsheng wanted to say something, Qin Hai ignored him and quickly said to Zhao Rong seriously:

"We have no knowledge of what happened just now. Mr. Zhao, if those people just now are Tesla employees or your friends, if they have not done anything illegal or criminal, please tell me. I, the boss, especially

The SLA Legal Department will never sit idly by!"

Zhao Rong heard this and shook his head without hesitation: "They are all passers-by, I don't know them."

"That's good," Qin Hai continued to ignore Xing Sheng and stretched out his hand again, "Please~"

"Thanks~"

…………

13:30 minutes.

Zhongguancun Bridge, Beijing's famous motorcade, slowly turned around under the command of the traffic police.

It did not stop at the auxiliary road. Instead, after the security guards moved away from the roadblock, it entered Zhonghai North Gate Plaza and parked swaggeringly at the intersection of the Fourth Ring auxiliary road and Zhongguancun North Street.

Before getting off the bus, Liu Ying turned around and asked, "Take the north gate?"

"South Gate, let's go see old friends."

"Here's the arrangement."

"Nothing to arrange, this is Zhonghai, who am I?!"

After saying that, Zhao Song didn't even pay attention to the security regulations, got out of the car and walked away.

On the roadside, all kinds of people disappeared quickly. Several Zhonghai security guards wearing Rolex sales uniforms quickly surrounded them, protecting Zhao Song in the middle, and walked domineeringly towards the south gate.

Lao Wang is still running his convenience store, and Lao Niu is still selling his mobile phones. Coincidentally, the two counters are still facing each other.

After taking the delicious food from Lao Wang, I stood in front of Lao Niu’s counter and browsed at will:

"Why don't you have a PHS?"

Lao Niu was disdainful: "It's better to go to the business hall to get that thing. Besides, Shenzhou has kept the price too low, so you won't make much money."

"Yes." Zhao Song nodded, and the pride between his eyebrows flashed away - the domestic PHS supply chain, but what he insisted on opening up was the GSM mobile phone.

He went around the counter and took two packages to open. Lao Niu hesitated for a while and gave him two more packages:

"You'd better use licensed products."

Zhao Song: "..."

Nokia 8900, there is nothing to say about this mobile phone, I have never bought it after thinking about it all my life; another motorcycle a760, currently the world's first and only javalinux pda.

"Uncle, remember to open an invoice and ask Lao Qin for reimbursement. Now I am also the one who uses the company's money for consumption."

"Don't worry, I guarantee the official price and I won't give you a penny less."

Still taking the familiar taste, Zhao Song grinned happily.

At this time, Lao Wang came over, frowned and said, "Is there a commotion over there?"

"Huh?" Zhao Song looked over and asked, "What's going on?"

"A prosperous company, many dealers in the field have sued it because of lack of payment," Lao Wang explained. "I heard that the legal departments of Shenzhou, Tesla, Wuming, Shanshi, and Wesonic have also issued multiple lawsuits.

Warning letter and submitted to relevant departments.”

Zhao Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He hasn't done anything yet, so why is the base camp about to be lost?"

Lao Wang did not answer. He and Boss Niu looked at each other. They could all tell that something was wrong with Zhao Song and sighed inwardly. Lao Wang patted Zhao Song on the shoulder and reminded solemnly:

"There is no retreat for Xingsheng. All situations may happen. The only one that is impossible is:

compromise!"

"Understood." Zhao Song thanked him and looked back at the huge team that was already in place. Amidst the whispers of countless customers and the silent gaze of countless counter clerks, he strode towards the conference room.

When passing by the gold counter, I rolled my eyes at Liu Cong who was selling USB flash drives.

…………

(Chen Ning: "Industrial and commercial line, ko!")

…………

13:50.

The Zhonghai office area was closed, shutting out all the noise.

The door of the conference room at the end of the passage was wide open, and all the management staff were already seated inside, leaving only the empty main seat waiting.

Zhao Song strode forward, passing many people.

He ignored Zhao Rong, ignored Dongfang Jian, ignored Wei Fang, and ignored all the fired executives. As for Xingsheng, he was not even qualified to appear in his eyes.

He walked into the conference room, sat down in front of everyone's gaze, and then fell silent.

He suddenly became a bit literary, and he wanted silence to become today's theme.

Because he really didn't know what to say to these... things that could be considered human beings for the time being.

Unfortunately, some people will not let him get his way. Not to mention the newly added capital tycoons, even the old shareholders are unwilling to have any more changes.

Nancy chuckled: "It's wearing travel shoes, Nicholas. This is the first time I've seen such a combination on such an occasion."

"Yeah~"

"Haha~"

"..."

Zhao Song continued to enjoy the silence.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

It's a pity that even the national team cannot stand this state.

Just before a certain leader was about to start speaking in an official tone, Zhao Song spoke:

"Jordan basketball shoes, I can run fast and jump high, but it's a pity that they don't give me advertising money."

"..."

Zhao Song suddenly stood up, pushed away his chair, took a few steps back, then took off for a run and jumped.

Everyone stared at Zhao Song in stunned silence, watching him stand tall on the conference table, watching him mockingly stare at all the blond and blue-eyed shareholder representatives, watching him stretch out his hands, and watching him raise two middle fingers:

“fxxk *** bi**ich, please enjoy your last right to sit here!

Because after the listing, only the damn boss behind you is qualified to see me. As for you, make an appointment! Understand?

Also, I will give you the lowest rating in the questionnaire of the headhunting company in the industry!

Therefore, you must continue to do your current job well and never get laid off..."

ps: The plot description is in the author’s words


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