Watching Ye Feng walk into the elevator, Shen Mengling stopped smiling. After entering the conference room door, she seemed unable to do anything.
In the conference room, the oval mahogany table is in the first place.
When I met Ye Feng, everything seemed to go back to thirteen years ago. At that time, I was so carefree, but now I am struggling hard in the mud pit of reality.
In such a horizontal comparison between the two, Shen Mengling sighed deeply and walked away as the chairman of Huasheng Group, with eighteen directors sitting opposite each other on both sides.
At one o'clock, Shen Mengling quietly sat on the chair at the end of the mahogany table.
After the two directors on the left and right of Shen Mengling winked at each other, the director sitting on the right cleared his throat and said to Shen Mengling:
"Mr. Shen, we seem to have announced the meeting at 1 o'clock, right? You are late. According to the regulations of the group's board of directors, 5% of your performance for this month will be deducted. Do you have any objection?"
Sure enough, the chair under Shen Mengling's beautiful buttocks has not been warmed yet, because the first punishment for not going on a date with Wang Haicong yesterday came.
Of course, everyone in the conference room knew very well that this punishment was just the beginning.
"No comment."
The reply was in a low voice, but it was clean and clear, and no emotion could be heard.
At this time, Ye Feng, who was standing at the corner of the elevator on the 30th floor, started to complain.
"I went, but I didn't expect that this big group is no different from us delivering food. If you are late, you will be deducted. 996 is really a blessing."
I haven’t seen my third senior sister for thirteen years. How could Ye Feng enjoy it alone with a gold card?
Compared with the high-quality service of a star-rated hotel, Ye Feng wanted to have a better understanding of the current situation of his third senior sister.
So when Ye Feng turned into the elevator, he quietly hid, and instantly activated the zhenqi in his body, turned on his purple-gold pupils and whistle ears, and observed everything in the conference room.
"Mr. Shen, several of our directors have looked at our financial statements for the first half of the year in advance. Although there is an increase compared with last year, it is far from meeting the requirements of our board of directors at the beginning of the year?"
Shen Mengling tolerated the "lateness" in front of her. After all, she was really late.
However, Shen Mengling now has to debate this issue carefully.
Shen Mengling sat up straight and tapped the financial report in front of her with her slender fingers.
"What was the market like in the first half of this year? You are all in finance, don't you know? The global financial crisis! Two of our three competitors went bankrupt and liquidated at the beginning of the year, and the remaining one is just struggling to hold on. .Only our company not only did not lose money in the first half of this year, but also achieved a profit. I remember that the board of directors rewarded me for this matter last time, and the certificate of award is still hanging on the wall of my office! Why did it change today? !”
Shen Mengling's rhetorical questions instantly silenced the conference room.
The director who had just raised the question was blushing with embarrassment and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
After this confrontation, Shen Mengling regained some confidence. After all, she was able to stand up straight.
However, Shen Mengling still looked immature when faced with a bunch of old-timers.
The veterans in the conference room didn't give Shen Mengling any chance to breathe, and directly threw out the questions they had prepared.
"Mr. Shen, I received an anonymous report about you the day before yesterday, saying that you embezzled the group's dormitory reconstruction funds..."
"Mr. Shen, recently many employees in the company have reported to our board of directors that you are nepotistic and oppressing capable talents..."
"Mr. Shen, the company's finance reported to us that you misappropriated 30 million of our group's working capital at the beginning of last year, and this fund has not been returned yet..."
Questions one after another hit Shen Mengling on the face like hailstones,
Of course, the things these old fritters say are all false.
But there are too many false things said, and when the board of directors with absolute power says it, it is true. Making a false account as evidence is as simple as elementary school homework for these capitalists.
Ye Feng, who was unaware, frowned slightly when he heard what the board of directors said. He paused for a moment, counted something with his fingers, and started talking to himself.
"Wow! Third Senior Sister is awesome! There is no shortage of money in this process. Just misappropriate funds and it will be thirty dollars!!!"
In the conference room, sweat flowed down Shen Mengling's handsome cheeks. When she rejected Wang Haicong last night, she had already thought that she would not get anything good today.
But what Shen Mengling never expected was that the punishment imposed by the board of directors was no longer as simple as a fine.
I thought the worst outcome today would be to lose the position of president, but now...
Misappropriation of funds?
corruption?
These "crimes" all require prison sentences!
"you...."
For a moment, Shen Mengling couldn't even refute. She could only blush and bite her flaky red lips. The sweat on her forehead became more and more dense, flowing down the bridge of her nose. People don't know whether this is sweat or tears.
Seeing that Shen Mengling had no choice, the directors continued to make up various accusations with one glance and one word at a time.
Ye Feng, who had just been at the corner of the elevator, had already walked to the door of the conference room. He put away his usual childish demeanor and was replaced by a burning murderous intention.
How much he wanted to raise his hand and instantly kill the rotten person chattering in the conference room.
However, the teacher's father's warning when he went down the mountain made Ye Feng slowly let go of his clenched hands.
Killing the rich people in a conference room would be too ostentatious and would put Shen Mengling, the only living person in the conference room, into a very embarrassing situation.
The most important thing is that the teacher's words "Don't use your cultivation to kill mortals" are like a shackles on Ye Feng.
"Okay, okay! Let's not settle old scores for now."
As the chairman sitting at the head spoke, the conference room instantly became quiet.
The chairman stood up slowly, walked towards Shen Mengling, and said in his hoarse voice:
"Shen Mengling's dedicated work for our group over the years is obvious to everyone."
Upon hearing this, the nervous Shen Mengling raised her head, as if grasping a life-saving straw. At this moment, she thought the chairman was on her side.
However, the next moment, Shen Mengling knew that she was completely wrong.
"So, if Shen Mengling takes away some money from the group, everyone can just turn a blind eye and don't hold on to it."
The chairman's words seemed to be speaking for Shen Mengling, but in fact they directly confirmed that Shen Mengling had embezzled the group's funds.
After a long roar in her head, Shen Mengling was completely disheartened.