“Which elevator should we take?”

Seeing that the VIP elevator and ordinary elevator were about to arrive, Qianxia asked in a low voice.\%_%Original_Chuang%_%\

Ye Shengyan looked sideways and smiles charmingly, "Of course it's a VIP elevator!" He said, and he led Qianxia directly over. As soon as the elevator opened the door, no one, he walked in.

Watch the elevator close the door and move up.[

The employees who were standing by began to talk. Is the president going to return?

Forty-seventh floor.

In a conference room isolated from glass, a tight atmosphere.

More than a dozen department managers in formal clothes stood at the conference table in a glance, dozens of report documents scattered on the table, confusingly highlighting what happened at that moment.

The other end of the conference table was tightly supported by the desolate figure facing everyone's back.

After being silent for a long time, Song Yang, who had been standing by the side, walked forward tremblingly under the eyes of everyone, and asked softly, "Chairman, do you have any decision?"

Since reporting various HT problems, Ye Dingtian has been silent, and his stern face makes people feel terrifying.

"Now, don't you have any decision?"

He turned slowly, Ye Dingtian's old face could not hide his fatigue, his sharp eyes swept across the faces of everyone's death, and his anger suddenly soared, "Bastard!! Isn't there anyone who can solve the problem? Sitting in the manager's position and holding the manager's salary, what are the company asking you to do!"

This roar made these uneasy managers even more frightened.

Song Yang frowned tightly and couldn't help but speak, "Chairman, there are problems with the company's operations now, and the funds exported have not been recovered. Selling stocks is a temporary relief."

"I don't agree!"

Ye Dingtian slapped the table heavily, looking sarcastic, "HT was created by me with one hand. I will never allow the company's shares to fall into the hands of others. Isn't it just a shortage of money? I can mortgage the house, but the problem has not been solved for a day and it has continued. How many times can I solve the company's turnover problem?"

Song Yang stopped talking, but at this moment, the cell phone in his hand vibrated.

When he saw it, he was immediately overjoyed, "Chairman, there is someone who can save the company!"

"who?"

Ye Dingtian's voice was old and powerless, and his sharp eyes looked over, which was a little clear.

Song Yang stiffened all over and walked to the glass door with his teeth and opened the door directly. When he saw the person outside the door, he almost instantly frowned and said, "President, you are back!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked over, as if they saw hope.

Ye Shengyan held Qianxia tightly and walked in calmly in the begging eyes of everyone. He stopped and met Ye Dingtian's surprised gaze. He chuckled, "Grandpa, I have a way to save the company."

Qianxia followed him immediately, knowing that he couldn't say anything on such an occasion, so she simply was silent.

Ye Dingtian widened his eyes, almost Lingchi's eyes swept over Song Yang, "Who asked him to come in? This is the conference room, not anyone can come in. Besides, Ye Shengyan is no longer the president of HT."

"Haha, don't get angry!"
Chapter completed!