Taking Wife as Boundary: Young Master Ling Don't Cross the Line

"Me." Qiao Dong stretched his neck. After waiting for a long time, he didn't understand why.

Now the Ling family is a mess, no matter who comes, it can't change this situation.

The reason why he had to drive Ling He away was nothing more than to see the commercial value of Ling's brand.At that time, as long as he takes the position of president of Ling's, he will start to resell Ling's brand, and then he will definitely make a lot of money.

But he certainly can't say these things in front of these directors, because people's hearts are deep, and there is no guarantee that everyone will not follow suit after knowing his plan, or delusional to get a share of it.

"Qiao Dong can't say it? Wasn't he quite able to say it just now?" Ling He, who was sitting in the first seat, looked at Qiao Dongfa coldly and asked.

Qiao Dong looked at the eyes of all the directors and looked at him one after another, and he simply put his heart on the line and acted shamelessly to the end.

"Why should I tell you? What? Boss Ling wants to get a solution from me, and then use my ideas to block your own mistakes? I tell you that you don't even want to."

As soon as Qiao Dong's words fell to the ground, some directors nodded frequently after hearing it.

After all, in this turmoil, it is not impossible for Ling He to steal other people's ideas to stop his own mistakes.

After arguing, everyone turned their eyes to Ling He.

"What if I say I don't agree?" Ling He played back and forth with his hands on his chest, and his tone was very calm.

It seems that it is not Ling's company that is on the verge of bankruptcy.

"Why?" Qiao Dong asked in a cold voice, is he the Ling family or the old Ling family?Everyone will still listen to him like that, you must know that money is always at the forefront of this world.In the past, if he could lead them to make money, they would definitely obey him.But now it is necessary for the director to hand over his wealth and life to Ling He, how is this possible?

Ling He leaned lazily on the chair, and slowly said in Qiao Dong's nervous eyes: "Why not? If I don't want to let it go, I won't let it go."

Qiao Dong's face turned from red to black, and from black to white, like a color palette all of a sudden, so exciting.

He thought that Ling He would refuse, but what he thought was that Ling He would argue hard and make a list of rules to prove that he was the most suitable person for this position.

And he has a way to break his answer one by one.

But he never expected that Ling He would reply him directly in such a simple and rude way, nothing, nothing, just didn't want to let him.

This made him really not know how to answer for a while.

Seeing that Qiao Dong was blocked and unable to speak, a director who had always been on good terms with Qiao Dong suddenly stood up with a cold face.

"Is it a child's play for Mr. Ling to be a company? Is this taking our money as a stepping stone on the road to success? Regarding Qiao Dong's proposal just now, I only seconded one, or Mr. Ling will step down on his own, so that he can protect himself." Either we vote whether Mr. Ling will go or stay. If Mr. Ling is still not satisfied with the voting result, then we will collectively withdraw our capital. Our family has a small business and we don’t have much capital to play this three-person game with Mr. Ling of."

When the people below heard the three-person game, they all showed meaningful smiles.

"I think I didn't understand what I said before, so now I will say it again for the last time. Lu Jiuge is my wife. If I hear someone insulting him in person or behind his back, I will never forgive him. "

Ling He's fingers holding the pen were glowing white, and the coldness in his eyes was overwhelming.

All of a sudden, the meeting room, which was lively and colorful just now, suddenly became eerily quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Some directors were already shaking their hands and pouring quick-acting heart-relief pills into their mouths because they couldn't stand the feeling of oppression, while other directors who looked better also lowered their heads and remained silent.

Although they haven't experienced Ling He's ruthlessness, they have heard it, and they don't want to be the one who goes to experience it.

To be honest, they didn't want to come today, if Qiao Dong hadn't been waiting for them behind their backs, they might have given Ling He some time.

Qiao Dong has come to his senses now, although he is also afraid of Ling He's ruthlessness, but compared to the huge temptation of money, these fears are nothing.

Isn't it said that the greater the reward, the greater the difficulty?
Thinking of this, he straightened his chest, put his hands half into fists and coughed softly by his mouth.

"I think what Chairman Liu said just now is very comprehensive. We have these three choices before Mr. Ling. Ling He should make a choice as soon as possible. Let's see! Do you want to see the century-old foundation of the Ling family? Just regret it in your hands, or you should withdraw and let the virtuous live in it."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately stood up with his chest out, raised the watch on his wrist and glanced at it.

"Okay, time is money, we only give Mr. Ling 15 minutes to think about it."

After Ling He heard the words, there was no trace of fear on his face, he just raised his glazed eyes and slowly scanned any party below.

Everyone's thoughts were all imprinted in his mind.

He is never afraid of having nothing, as long as he has someone to accompany him.

Special Assistant Wang walked back and forth anxiously outside the meeting room. Although she couldn't go in, she knew that the smell inside was very tense.

These old antiques, usually earning money, one after another, Mr. Ling and Mr. Ling, are like dog legs.

Now that the company only has a small problem, it immediately reveals its true colors, and it doesn't care about the dog-legged appearance of itself in the past.

The days when I don't know what's going on inside and wait for the result alone are extremely difficult.

So when the sound of steady footsteps came from behind, it seemed shocking in this quiet space.

Wang Tezhu kept standing still, she didn't dare to turn her head, she didn't know if the person who came was here to stab the president in the heart again.

"Wang Tezhu." It wasn't until a familiar voice sounded behind him that Wang Tezhu turned around in disbelief.

"Old president?"

Elder Ling was supported by the housekeeper and stood in front of Tezhu Wang.

"What's going on inside?" Elder Ling tried to find the direction inside with his mouth.

Wang Tezhu shook his head blankly: "I don't know, and I can't get in, but I watched from the outside and felt that the situation inside would not be too good."

Ling Lao followed Wang Wuzhu's eyes and looked inside. At this moment, Qiao Dongzheng stood up suddenly, and Xingzi was talking about something with spittle.

Elder Ling slowly turned his head to look at the butler: "Butler, let's go, let's go in together and listen to what our Qiao Dong is talking about."

After hearing this, the butler nodded slowly.

After the housekeeper helped Mr. Ling in, he heard Qiao Dong standing there with his hands in disdain: "Mr. Ling, if you don't choose one of the three answers to this question today, don't blame me..."

The rest of the words were right in my throat because I saw Ling Lao go in temporarily.

The butler helped Mr. Ling to sit on the stool next to the meeting room. Mr. Ling supported one side of the chair with both hands, and asked in an unhurried tone: "Old Qiao, why didn't you say anything? Go on, I'm You are here to listen, so you continue to talk."

As Ling Lao said, he gestured to Qiao Dong, signaling him to put down and continue talking.

Qiao Lao looked at Ling Lao for a while, neither up nor down.

No matter how courageous he was, he would not dare to threaten Ling He to step down in front of Ling Lao.

Among today's directors, many were not actually rich back then, and some were even considered poor.It was Mr. Ling who helped them when they were the poorest, so Mr. Ling did not represent the same weight in their minds. These directors would follow his thoughts if he said nothing.

Elder Ling didn't seem to notice Elder Qiao's unpredictable expression, and asked again with sideways eyes: "What? Forgot where? Let me give you a head start. If Ling He is not among your choices today, choose one of the three. If so, don't blame you for what?"

Qiao Dong's standing posture has begun to be a little unstable, while Ling He sitting on the first seat still looks the same, with a stern face, as if no one can defeat him.

Because of the oppressive atmosphere, beads of sweat soon covered Qiao Dong's plump face. After wiping the beads of sweat off his face with his thick fingers, he said tremblingly: "Because the company's stock has plummeted one after another in recent years, we It's just here to ask for an explanation. After all, these are everyone's coffins, and we don't want all these years of hard work to be in vain."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Dong looked around, hoping that everyone would help him talk.

After all, he might be intimidated by the majesty of the Ling family by himself, but if everyone came forward together, then Mr. Ling would have to look down on them.

Among them, after receiving Qiao Dong's gaze, some directors began to move around.

This included Liu Dong who had just helped Qiao Dong deal with Ling He. Liu Dong helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose and stood up.

"Mr. Ling, we have followed you all these years. The brothers shed blood, tears and sweat to make Ling's company what it is today. You must be more reluctant than us to see Ling's end like this. There was Emperor Yao in ancient times. Choose to pass on the virtuous and not the relatives, and the same is true of our great leaders, so why should our mere Ling's company be so rigid!"

It's obviously a coercive speech, but it just makes him say every line and every sentence makes sense.

Elder Ling only took a sidelong glance at Dong Liu, then moved his eyes back and placed them on Ling He.

"It seems that some people's IQ is not online. They didn't even figure out my question, so they jumped out in such a hurry." As soon as Ling Lao finished speaking, the standing Liu Dong immediately showed embarrassment. Zhong Bufan didn't feel right with Liu Dong, seeing that Mr. Ling gave Liu Dong a hard time, he couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckling.

Elder Ling shifted his gaze to Ling He: "Ling He, tell me which three conditions they proposed to you."