Cangyuan Group is a piece of shining gold. In the past, in the hands of the ruthless old martial arts world, no one dared to have any unfair intentions. Now, Mr. Wang is gone, with a pair of greedy eyes looking around, his seventeen-year-old daughter wants to reach out.

It’s not that easy to take over this piece of gold? Since the day Mr. Wang passed away, several giants have been transferring funds in a hurry, first opening the company into a shell.

In the past, Wang Panpan relied on the identity of a rich man to be arrogant and willful, just like her words "not politely" appearing from time to time on Bai Peng, which was not intentional insult, but her true feelings in her heart.

Princess, being able to talk to a lower-class working people like Bai Peng has given great face.

Although her father's sudden death made her cry until her eyes were swollen, she could still withstand it and be relieved from the pain sooner or later. What's more, the respect of her subordinates and the massage skills that Bai Peng made her feel comfortable in body and mind are also

Very good comfort.

However, at the first senior meeting of the group, I heard the news that the company was about to go bankrupt. Even if she sold several properties in her family, it would not be enough to repay the debt. This fundamentally defeated the arrogant princess--

She is no longer a rich man!

Just pointed at the bosses of the branch and cursed: "The cars you drive are better than the other ones, why is the company going bankrupt..." She turned pale and collapsed softly.

"Personal Bodyguard and Private Massager" Bai Peng quickly jumped up, helped Panpan, and helped her sit back on the chair.

Looking at the sweet doll in her arms crying and collapsed, Bai Peng instantly forgave all her arrogance, leaving only love in her heart. The true energy of Li Meng's magic weapon penetrated into her meridians, and within three seconds, she was silent and disordered.

The right way to introduce qi and blood.

Then Bai Peng took a few steps back and continued to stand with his hands behind his back. Others only knew that he helped Mr. Wang out of his duty, but Panpan himself felt very different.

Her weak and cold body suddenly warmed, just like pouring a pot of warm wine in the cold night, and her anxious mind was much more awake, as if she drank a bowl of mountain spring in the hot summer.

At the same time, a voice did not pass through the eardrum, but rang directly into her heart:

"Don't be afraid, with me here, they can't beat you. Since you are a business administration student, you can take a good look at the accounts and compare the trends over the years, it's famous."

Panpan finished high school and went to the United States to study business administration at the age of fifteen. Although Bai Peng had not learned professional knowledge, he was the leader of the Blood Hand Gang five hundred years ago, fighting against the old foxes who were good at embezzlement and checking the accounts.

Very rich, with outstanding ability to find unusual clues, I have long found problems from complex tables. At this time, I used heart sound technology to remind Panpan, but did not directly tell the key point. I wanted to try whether this proud little princess has real skills.

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Bai Peng's original intention was to seize Cangyuan, one of the many vultures involved in the fight for the corpse. It was not much different from the Lu and Zhu factions sitting below. However, Bai Peng was Bai Peng after all, and his instinct to cherish the fragrance and jade.

Gradually gaining the upper hand, if Wang Panpan really has the ability to protect his father's foundation, he will help Panpan regain the company, and he will not get any reward. Of course, if this little girl has a beautiful face and an embroidered pillow,

He would take away hundreds of millions of black money and wealth by himself.

The tone of the Heart Sound Art is very ethereal and thick, completely different from Bai Peng himself. For some reason, Panpan still looked back at him and nodded slightly. The expression on the baby's face changed from sadness and panic to comfort and calmness, and finally even appeared.

A trace of perseverance.

Mr. Feng and others did not act until this time to care about Mr. Wang, asking her not to be too excited, and then sighed, saying that business has been rising steadily in recent years, but oil prices have risen more rapidly, costs have been increasing, but freight costs have not dared to rise.

Price, otherwise you will be afraid of losing big customers.

Several giants also stood up and symbolically reminded Xiao Wang to pay attention to his health and not to be too sad about Lao Wang's death. Then they couldn't wait to start criticizing each other, saying that the company was getting worse and worse, and suggested that Xiao Wang would take the responsibility of the other party.

The other party was expelled from the company. The two factions soon became tense, and the followers of both sides glared at each other, and the group company's conference room tended to become a gangster battlefield.

Bai Peng's voice echoed in Panpan's heart again:

"Control the situation and continue to hold meetings to solve problems. They are all your dogs. At worst, they can't kick out the door. What are you afraid of?"

Panpan looked back at Bai Peng, smiled slightly, and then turned to everyone:

"Stop quarrel! Let me see where the problem is!"

She stood up again, and this time she became much calmer, instructing Mr. Feng and Director Mi to turn the report back three years ago, check it in detail page by page, and see the descriptions of seasons, months and even some detailed items from the annual report.

"What is this?" Panpan asked, pointing to the "non-operating income".

Everyone looked at each other, and everyone here knew the meaning of this item, but Boss Wang's only daughter was kept in the dark.

Director Mi laughed a little reluctantly: "It's all hard to explain the income."

"What about?" Panpan pursued him reluctantly.

"For example..." Director Mi couldn't help scratching his head and looked at the bosses like asking for help, but no one paid attention to him. Finally, he reluctantly gave an example, "For example, someone asked us to open a ** and report a false account and pay us high

The excess of the money from the statutory tax point is included in non-operating income. And... and..."

Panpan stopped listening to his longing, walked directly to the computer where Director Mi connected to the projector, and drew a line with his mouse.

"See not, our overall performance is stable. Why does the profit appear as a broken line like an electrocardiogram?" She then deleted all the "non-operating income" and the broken line immediately became a smooth curve.

She stood up again: "Uncles, I have become the chairman, but I am actually ignorant. I want to ask you to teach me, what is the matter with this shocking and low non-operating income? And the other is the same as the quaint

Why is there zero non-operating income in the end?”

The conference room was temporarily silent.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Bai Peng couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Wang, obviously someone didn't take out the money they should have, and bullying you for unknown situation."

Zhu Yuan below roared: "Can a stinky bodyguard interfere at the group's senior management meeting?"

This time, even his arch-rival Lu Maocai couldn't help but agree and scold Bai Peng. They had the same position in dealing with General Wang's offensive.

Wang Panpan was plucked up the courage of the "voice in his heart". Coupled with his usual coquettish temper, Xiaopeng slapped his hands on the table:

"Shut up! I am the chairman. Who is qualified to speak? It's not your turn to judge!"

Zhu Yuan's face suddenly fluttered like purple eggplant, his fists clattered, but it was not easy to get into trouble.

Then Panpan turned to Bai Peng: "Little masseur, continue talking."

Bai Peng took out a small bag from his pocket and threw it in front of Panpan:

"When Mr. Wang personally invited me to help Cangyuan do things, he gave me such a bag in the small basement where I live. What does it mean? It's hard to understand. Please ask Mr. Wang to take a look."

Panpan looked at the white crystal in the bag, looking shocked. She had a bad temper but was very smart. Seeing that Bai Peng had something in his words, she immediately understood a little. She pinched it through the plastic bag with her fingers and cursed softly:

“shit!”

"Once Wang is in charge, this kind of thing should not be hidden from her." Wu Biao, who had been silent at the far end of the conference table for a long time, said, "Mr. Wang, our company's real income comes from this thing, and the open business is just a cover.

The so-called non-operating income is to use the money to supplement household income and make up for losses. It just scooped a bowl of water in the sea. Where is the huge amount of cash hidden and who is in charge of the accounts, this is the most important question."

Panpan sneered, and held the bag in the air with two fingers: "Dear uncles, please give me an explanation."

Lu Maocai waved his palm and slapped the table: "Jiangshan is my master of Lao Wang! I have earned the money by tucking my head in my belt. You kid want to take over, yes, come and talk to me respectfully! Today, this is the case,

There is no way to continue talking, let’s go!”

Lu sent everyone to follow him, left the conference table and strode towards the door.

However, as soon as the door opened, there were at least ten people standing outside, wearing sunglasses and holding their arms in their arms, pretending to be cool and cruel. They were all under Wu Biao's subordinates, and they had obviously blocked the conference room.

It seems that Xiao Wang is not a good person to come. Today, he wants to capture all the two giants in one place!

Zhu Yuan on the other side of the conference table reacted faster and pointed at Panpan: "Control her!"

The two powerful managers under him immediately flew towards Wang Panpan.

Bai Peng was on the left back of Panpan, but somehow he appeared in front of her right again with a blink of an eye. He first kicked a manager to the wall, made a muffled sound, and then squirted blood and collapsed to the ground.

Then he avoided the fist from another manager, grabbed his hair, swung his head and smashed his head hard on the table, and made a loud "click" sound, watching the manager lying on the table and kicking his legs.

It didn't move, blood splashed for several meters, and the tabletop was covered with red spots.

The conference room fell into a dead silence again.

The four managers of Lu Maocai's side were planning to rush over and attack, but some people pulled out their pistols, but when they saw the pioneer's tragic sacrifice, they immediately lost their fighting spirit. They all looked like earth, and even the courage to raise the gun was completely lost.

Panpan was so scared that his face turned pale, covering his mouth with both hands and couldn't shout. She had only seen this scene in movies before, but she didn't expect it to happen in front of her.

After a while, Zhu Yuan said angrily: "I'm really tearing apart? Well, either, kill us all, or I will report the case and surrender myself when I go out!"

Wu Biao smiled and smoothed out: "Mr. Zhu, based on your drug trafficking, it is not enough to sentence 80 death sentences, and it is useless to surrender yourself!"

"The left and right are dead, I'll take you into the water together!" His fingers pointed at Panpan and Bai Peng, and then stroked towards Lu Maocai.

"No, no, Mr. Zhu, you have something to say, but looking for the police is just breaking the rules." Lu Maocai didn't lose much manpower, but he was relatively calm and could even squeeze out a smile.

"You don't have a good thing! Wait and watch the show!" Zhu Yuan said gritting his teeth.

Bai Peng suddenly turned his head and asked Panpan: "Miss Wang, does this Mr. Zhu have a history of heart disease?"

Panpan shook his head in confusion.

Zhu Yuan sneered: "What do you mean? I can't help but be frightened by sarcasm. Let me tell you the truth, I was only thirteen when I killed someone for the first time..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuan's voice suddenly stopped, frowning and covering his chest, his face quickly lost its blood and his lips became blue and purple.

The seven people from Lu Maocai's side made a "boom" and said a lot, because Zhu Yuan obviously had a heart disease. How could there be such a huge coincidence in the world?

Amid the screams of everyone, Zhu Yuan stared in surprise and pointed his hand at Bai Peng. He wanted to speak but couldn't say anything. After only seven or eight seconds, he fell softly and looked straight at the ceiling in a daze.

There was movement.

"Parase Technique", the first-level skill of the dark mage, is not very difficult. After Tongxin's dark mage Xiao Chen used Bai Peng with Bai Peng, Bai Peng reversely pondered the principle of his true qi fortune and had already mastered it.

But it's the first time I actually used it.

Zhu Yuan is fierce and powerful, but after all, he is not a superpower practitioner and has no resistance to paralysis. The disorder of the autonomic nervous system fails, causing him to stop breathing and cardiac beating, which is a complete "sudden death".

Lu Maocai and his gang felt that "although they were not clear, they were sharp." They knew that Zhu Yuan was definitely hit. The person who took out the pistol just now tucked the gun back and did not dare to show any sign of resistance.

"Okay, Mr. Wang, I'll give in. I'll help you with your whole heart in the future and no more distracting thoughts." Lu Maocai smiled at Panpan.
To be continued...