☆、Chapter 20 Bus VS Big Ben

Chapter 20

The chairman's office of Pang Group staged a scolding meeting that was many days late.

"Mengmei, are you the report card you gave to your father?" A man with rough features, but with an indescribable gloom and sullenness, knocked on the edge of the desk and asked coldly.

"Dad, it's not too late for you to read this document before you criticize me for being incompetent." Pang Mengmei replied in a cold voice.

Pang Tianba found out that Pang Mengmei didn't even need to look at what Pang Mengmei handed him, because the four big thorns on the first page were enough to explain everything.

"Far East Group?" Pang Tianba was taken aback, then raised his head suddenly, "Which Far East Group?"

"You said that there are several Far East Groups in the world who have the same tactics as the nouveau riche?" Pang Mengmei asked without answering.

Pang Tianba stretched out his hand and wandered back and forth a few times on top of his bare head, and rolled his eyes in a dignified and serious manner, "Why did they suddenly remember that they were mixed in the water of Binhai? This small place can even enter the giant crocodile. Eye?"

Pang Mengmei shrugged, "You ask me, who am I to ask? Far East Group is not our backyard, and we are free to come and go - there is no secret at all."

All pigs know that in business competition, peers are mortal enemies, and if there is any plan, it is impossible to tell them to peers!

Even if they can't talk about the so-called peers, as long as they grab it, there will be no friendship at all.

Pang Tianba leaned back in his chair and suddenly remembered something, "Who came forward for that day's auction?"

"I don't know. There is no such person in the senior management of the Far East Group."

Pang Mengmei now recalls the person she saw at the auction that day, and she still can't believe that such a person actually opened his mouth to be 800 million...

After finding out that it belonged to the Far East Group, she still couldn't link that person to that huge multinational company.

She didn't have any outstanding clothes, she didn't have outstanding temperament, and she couldn't even piece together the face covered with stubble.

It's just like a coolie working hard, but he's actually a senior executive of the Far East Group?

Does the world want to be so outrageous?

"You ask someone to check this person carefully and see where he came from. It's like a cerebral palsy. It's 800 million to throw away such a piece of land. His grandma's, it's really money, not money." Pang Tianba said, I still hate it so much that the duck flying to its mouth, whoever puts this on, burns paper money on Qingming Festival and curses him to die.

Wei Dong generously threw the car he was traveling in to Mayor Lu as a bed. The next morning, he waited for half an hour and didn't see the shadow of a taxi. A fat man squeezes an adult bus.

In the early morning, when the temperature was over 38 degrees, the air-conditioning in the car was a drop in the bucket mixed with various flavors. It was a bit difficult to drive a small citizen who was struggling to make a living, but if it drove a white-collar worker crazy. Still more than enough.

Wei Dong stood calm and composed, holding the handle on the roof of the car, completely unaware of the swearing and cursing environment around him.

The platform of the car was just a few steps away from the office building of his temporary office. When he got off the bus, it happened to be Li Suyang in his small team.

Li Suyang was driving a big ben while turning, when he saw his boss move his heels off the bus, and slammed on the brakes, blinking and staring dumbly, "...Mr. Wei?"

Wei Dong was lighting a cigarette, and when he heard Li Dongyang's voice, he glanced up at him, sighed, and walked towards the office building.

Li Dongyang watched the boss's back enter the high-end office building, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

The boss is crowding the bus in the high temperature of 30 degrees. He is a subordinate, and he is working for others, and he drives the big dash directly...

His mother's, what is this?

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I'm sorry today, something has been delayed, so this is the update...

After these two days, when I'm done with my work, I'll make sure to keep double-checking every day.

What are the branches, please be generous and put your pockets on it!

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