C317 Flammable Explosive

On the street full of fallen leaves, Chi Shaojun pushed open a door and stepped on the fallen leaves. The assistant was wearing a black suit. The two of them stood there like an elite model in an era fashion magazine.

The assistant opened the door for Chi Shaojun. He got into the car with a deadpan expression. When the car opened, the leaves were like butterflies dancing in the air.

When Ann Qianxi returned from the hospital, she saw a familiar figure on a corner and paused for a moment.

"Chiang Lee." She tried calling softly, and the man turned his head. "It's you."

Ann Qianxi walked in and asked him, "Where are you going?"

"Going home." Chiang Lee said simply.

"Oh." Ann Qianxi could not find the right words for a moment, or what to say. After a while, Chiang Lee opened his mouth and said, "The coffee here is pretty good. Do you want to come in and have a drink?"

"No, I still have things to do."

Chiang Lee was stunned, "Alright, then I'll go first."

"Alright."

After a quick greeting, Ann Qianxi quickly walked home. She was also surprised at her own state of mind. She had obviously wanted to see him, yet she had hidden herself when she saw him. What kind of strange feeling did she have?

Ann Qianxi thought this was her cowardly act, but other than that, what else could she do?

On the other side, the lights in Chi Shaojun's high-end office were still on. On Google's search engine, he searched for the word "stomach cancer" frequently, but it was already very late. Later, he fell asleep on the keyboard.

In the dream, Lili's little girl jumped into her bed and shook herself awake: "Big brother Shaojun, Mom threw my doll in the garden." That night, Chi Shaojun sneaked into the garden, struggled to reach out with his arm, scooped the doll out of the garden, waved it excitedly at Lili, who was at the window upstairs, and the two of them snickered into the moonlight.

The current of time sharpened each person into a thin film.

In the dream, another man in black told him: The mastermind behind the murder was Ann Qianxi. At the end, Ann Qianxi held Chiang Lee's hand, and beside her was Ann Dong'er.

Chi Shaojun suddenly woke up. After he woke up, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

The first shot from Ye Yuni, who was starting to take over the company, was fired.

She was no longer the submissive little girl from a few years ago. She came to the office, which was also her father's office. It was different from the TV series on Hunan Television. She did not feel bad nor did she sigh.

Instead, she quickly told the assistant's office what she should add and what she should not add. She also told Ann Qianxi a lot of names and brands and addresses to be added before she spat them out.

When she had finished, she walked back to the conference room, leaving the assistant, who had just met her for the first time, standing there as if struck by lightning.

Before Assistant Deng left, Ann Qianxi added, "Oh, by the way, before you can prepare these things, there's one more thing I need a new assistant with." Ye Yuni gaped at the assistant and waved her hand. "You can leave now. That's right, leave now."

The platinum meeting hall was packed with people. Ye Yuni only knew her mother from her previous life. When her father was still alive, not to mention working for the company, they rarely even saw each other. There were a lot of important decisions she needed to make on this return to the company.

She looked at her mother, who was sitting on the seat beside her, and pulled out the seat next to her. She didn't want to make too much of a fuss about it; logically speaking, she should have been sitting in the middle the first time.

Ye Yuni's mother was dressed like a medieval European antique. She sat beside Ye Yuni and spoke to her in a very low voice. "I don't expect you to say anything good in a while, but for the sake of the God of Fortune, you should try your best not to interrupt. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that your 5% share will not even be enough to buy LVs."

That worked. Ye Yuni's mother held Ye Yuni's hand and whispered under the table, "I support you."

Ye Yuni had just sat down and was about to open the file when she heard a man in a suit and tie say, "Help me downstairs for a cappuccino and sugar."

And then another man, without looking up from his papers, as if he were speaking to the document, said, "Help me get a cappuccino, too, without sugar."

Ye Yuni thought it was very interesting. Her lips curved up a little, she stood up gracefully and said, "Okay, but before I come back, I think I'll have to keep everyone here waiting, because I don't want to miss any of the company's decisions. In fact, without me, you can't make any decisions either, oh yeah, forget to introduce yourself, I'm the new executive director of the company, the daughter of Anjianlin. My name is Ye Yuni. In addition, when I return from buying coffee, the two of you should introduce me to your company's department and position so that I can get to know the company as soon as possible. "

With that, Ye Yuni turned around and pushed open the door, walking out.

There was a room full of sweating men in suits and suits. There were also two men with a passion for coffee. One of them broke out in a cold sweat as he mumbled to himself, "It's over. Should I go to get the boxes of food?"

After Ye Yuni had calmed down in her office for two minutes, she returned to the meeting room with a cup of coffee bought by the assistant. She put the cup of coffee down on the table with a smile on her face and was about to say something when she saw Kevin, dressed in an exquisite dress like a sculpture, "Hello, Miss Ye. We meet again. I'm Kevin."

Ye Yuni glanced over and saw Chi Shaojun, who was also wearing the same high-end clothes from head to toe.

Chi Shaojun looked at Ye Yuni with that paper face and greeted her. When he spoke, everyone around him listened to his every word as if their throats were seized by fear.

Chi Shaojun's speed of speech was not fast and his voice was not loud. His beautiful voice sounded like he was reading a church hymn. Actually, what he said was not beautiful at all. It could even be summarized with the words of "Hell".

At present, the U.S. listed company L.H has bought 33% of Fanny Group, according to the previous board's instructions, An Jianlin has left his daughter and wife with 30% of the shares, and the remaining 20% is still unclear. Today, as the representative of L.H Group, I will complete the 9% share purchase of the top management personnel present, and if there are no problems, I hope that the representative of the U.S. listed group, namely me, will be able to take the chair, so, if there are no problems, can we begin?