"Ah?" Huang Zhenyong was shocked. He did not expect that the layoff plan he and the two vice presidents had made in person had just been made three days ago. Now Bai Mingan already knew it? This was simply impossible. Moreover, the company's losses and annual debt ratio were 100% top secrets, because the company was going to operate and go public after the New Year, and was also counting on listing to rescue the group. How could such negative news be revealed in a little bit? Except for the two or three core people who knew about this matter, no one could know, why Bai Mingan was so clear about the company's affairs? Looking at Bai Mingan's eyes clearly brought the feeling of seeing a demon.

"Don't look at me like this. In this world, as long as I want to know, there is nothing I can't know." Bai Mingan seemed to enjoy Huang Zhenyong's terrifying and fearful eyes, snorted lightly, turned his head, and looked at Liang Chen with deep meaning.

However, he was a little disappointed because he didn't see any surprise on Liang Chen's face, even if there was no fluctuation in his expression, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. He just looked at all this coldly, as if everything had nothing to do with him. This made Bai Mingan feel a little psychologically hurt. He held his breath but couldn't ejaculate, and he was very angry.

"Let's go back and say to Danqiang, I'll sell it to me. It's a burden to keep it like this group." Bai Ming'an felt a fire in his heart, but he had nowhere to vent, so he could only continue to turn his head and ravage Huang Zhenyong, took out a Montblanc pen from his shirt pocket, wrote down a string of numbers on the check book, signed his name, reversed the pen cap and covered his own seal, and handed it to Huang Zhenyong.

Not to mention anything else, the multi-purpose Montblanc pen is probably worth a thousand gold. The list of red oils on it are specially made, and it has a unique fresh and elegant aroma that is mixed with the best spices from Luzon, which no one can imitate.

"This, Mr. Bai, I, I can't make the decision alone. I have to hold a shareholders' meeting and write a copy for Mr. Shan to see." Huang Zhenyong was sweating profusely and his body trembled, but he didn't dare to accept the check even though he died.

"It's so troublesome to buy you a Tiandong Pavilion? Do you really think you are a character? Or do Dan Qiang dare to shake his wings in front of me?" Bai Mingan was really angry, turned to look at Zhao Yingxiang, Zhao Yingxiang nodded, took out the phone and dialed a number, then answered, deliberately pressed the hands-free call button, and handed it to Bai Mingan.

"Hey, Xiao Xiangxiang, why do you have time to call me?" A laughing voice came from the other side of the phone, which sounded quite unrestrained, and there were women laughing and acting coquettishly around.

Bai Mingan took the phone and just snorted coldly, put it in his ear but didn't say anything, but the cold snorted clearly. Shan Qiang on the other side of the phone also realized something was wrong, seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then his attitude became serious, "Who are you?" He could obviously hear that the cold snor was not Zhao Yingxiang's voice.

Bai Mingan still didn't say anything, but snorted coldly again, and was stunned on the other side of the phone, and then a voice came from shouting at the people around him, "Get out, get away, I want to answer an important call."

Then the voice on the phone rang, "You are, Young Master An? Yes, you must be Young Master An, haha, Young Master An, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you today. Are you so happy to take time out to inspect and understand the people's feelings?" The sound on the other side of the phone was also like Huang Zhenyong, with deep fear.

Bai Mingan still didn't say anything, but handed the phone back to Zhao Yingxiang.

"Mr. Shan, my young master An is in a bad mood now. I don't want to say more, please forgive me." Although Zhao Yingxiang was very kind to Liang Chenshi just now, when facing others, she suddenly changed back to her original cold and arrogant attitude. It seemed that she was apologizing to Shan Qiang, but in fact she didn't pee at all. She just took a little care of his face and said a few polite words that were irrelevant.

"Haha, what's wrong with forgiveness? We are all old friends. By the way, why is Mr. An unhappy? Where is he? Is he in Jiangcheng? It seems that it is because of that incident, right?" Shan Qiang laughed, exposes it for a few words, and then asked about Zhao Yingxiang.

"Well, in Jiangcheng. I was in a bad mood because he fell in love with Tiandong Pavilion while eating and wanted to buy it for his friend. The check had been signed, but your subordinate Huang Zhenyong was not very powerful and he had to listen to you before he was willing to sell Tiandong Pavilion. Young Master An was damaged in his face and could not come to Taiwan. Mr. Shan, what should you do?" Zhao Yingxiang snorted coldly, his tone had begun to become aggressive.

"Ah? Is there such a thing? Is he? This stupid man Huang Zhenyong is here? Is this bastard really not important? What are you talking about when An Shao is interested in? Why do you want to buy or sell? He dares to let An Hua sign a check? He is tired of living. When An Shao likes me, he just gives me the face and gives it to Mr. An immediately. That bastard should be by your side now, right? Give him the phone number." Shan Qiang roared on the phone like thunder, and Huang Zhenyong, who was listening to it clearly, was covered in cold sweat on his forehead.

Zhao Yingxiang held the phone and reached out to Huang Zhenyong, looking coldly without saying a word of nonsense.

Huang Zhenyong took the phone with almost trembling hands, and just said "Mr. Shan", and the angry curses over there came, "I'm awesome, Huang Zhenyong, I'm awesome, you're your ancestors for eight lifetimes, blind your dog's eyes and ruin your pig's head. If Young Master An takes a fancy, he will give the place to Young Master An directly. Are you still dared to ask Young Master An to sign a check? Let's pass the place to Young Master An immediately, and then you roll over and chop off one hand by yourself. I dare to make half of your lies. I'll chop your four legs into a stick!" Shan Qiang cursed on the phone happily, but he was full of rashness, and he was so cruel that he scolded that flower, so I won't mention it.

Huang Zhenyong was listening in sweat, but he just responded noddedly, not even daring to let go of a flat fart.

"Okay, that's it, you bastard, give the phone number to Young Master An." Shan Qiang cursed for two minutes before it was over. He asked Huang Zhenyong to give the phone number to Bai Mingan. This time, Bai Mingan gave Shan Qiang a lot of face, and finally took the phone again and said lightly, "Brother Qiang."

"My good brother, don't be angry. We have been old friends for so many years. As for the kindness that an ignorant servant is hurt? Since you, Mr. An, you are interested in that situation, you will give it to you. Don't ask me for money. I'm so anxious to withdraw money." Shan Qiang said laughing on the other side of the phone.

"Haha, does Bai Ming'an have the habit of eating for free? Needless to say, Brother Qiang, I will receive 100 million yuan in this place, and I will give the check to Huang Zhenyong. OK, that's it." Bai Ming'an hung up the phone without waiting for Shan Qiang to reply, threw it back to Zhao Yingxiang, and handed the check to her.

"Mr. Huang, check." Zhao Yingxiang handed the check with her two fingers on Huang Zhenyong.

"Yes, yes, then you guys chat first, I'll go down first." The sweat on Huang Zhenyong's face had already flowed into a line, dripping straight down along his chin and jaw, and a large area of ​​it dripped in the red carpet. It can be seen that he was under tremendous pressure just now.

Bai Mingan didn't even look at him, but still turned his head and looked out the window, as if he had spent 100 million to buy this place just now, as simple and easy as waving a mosquito away.

"Well, go ahead, do your business if you should do your business, do your business well, do your account, staff list and asset status, etc., and wait for Mr. Liang to accept it." Zhao Yingxiang nodded and waved her hand to let Huang Zhenyong retreat.

Huang Zhenyong was like Meng Dahe, thanked him immediately, then bent down and retreated until he hit the elevator, and did not dare to straighten up and enter the elevator.

"You guys go back too, just serve the food, they don't need you." Zhao Yingxiang looked at the waiters who were already dumbfounded there, and waved impatiently.

"He, pay this month's salary and get laid off." At this time, Bai Xianming suddenly turned his head and looked at the duty manager who was still holding his cell phone and staring at the stupid one here, and snorted. Liang Chen watched coldly, feeling that this popularity was too small. A young man who could regard 100 million as a toy, even an ordinary duty manager was not spared, just because he was only half a beat slower, Liang Chen frowned.

"Go to the finance office to get your salary and leave." Zhao Yingxiang nodded and shouted, with an indescribable majesty in her tone.

The manager on duty retreated almost with a sad face, and the waiters next to him were silent and all walked away quietly. The waiters serving the food didn't even dare to go out.

"This hotel is yours now." At this moment, Bai Mingan turned his head again, looked at Liang Chen, raised his chin, and said with a high apology like a proud emperor rewarding his minister.

Liang Chen finally let go of his frowning brow and smiled strangely, "Young Master An is such a big deal." He said in a seemingly praising manner.

Zhao Yingxiang next to her felt tightening, and Bai Mingan's eyes narrowed again, "What? You don't want it?" His eyes were filled with evil spirits.

Liang Chen smiled, not moved by it, but slowly turned the glass in his hand, watching the red wine in the glass gently spin along the wall of the cup, "If you don't, wouldn't that give Young Master An a face?"

Bai Mingan's narrowed eyes opened a line, and it seemed that he was quite satisfied with the answer. Zhao Yingxiang next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Zhan Yan smiled and was about to say something, but Liang Chen said next, "However, I am a man born stupid. If I really don't know how to give An Shao's face, I have to give An Shao a lot more tolerant."

As soon as he said this, Bai Mingan's expression changed, and his eyes stared at Liang Chen like a poisonous snake, with anger that was about to gush out.
Chapter completed!