Uncle President, please advise me for the rest of my life

Mo Shiqian rubbed his swollen head, his eyes became sore and red because he hadn't closed his eyes for a long time, and he leaned heavily on the back of the sofa chair.

Secretary Cindy handed him a cup of coffee, "Mr. Mo, you have already been notified. The meeting will be held in half an hour. See if you have any orders."

Mo Shiqian took a sip of coffee, the dryness of his throat was relieved, and there was no expression on his cold face, "Reorganize the materials of the playground project and send them to them for use in the meeting."

"Okay, President Mo, then I'll go out." Cindy breathed a sigh of relief, and hoped that things would go on smoothly. She wanted to have a sweet relationship, so she didn't want to stay in the company and work overtime.

"Cindy, what's the matter, Yuanhong's grandsons are here to find fault again?" Gossip Bai Fan is online.

"Speak up, this is also a commercial competition. Although I just don't like their methods, they are small and low-key. The entertainment projects in North China are very stable. They have made a knife, and they might be taken away this time. Cindy tossed her hair and rolled her eyes to the ceiling.

"So, some of us have been busy during this time, not because we have acquired Rockwell, but there are still a lot of procedures to go through, so let's move on quickly." Cindy patted Bai Fan, and started to prepare for Mo Shiqian's request in a while. data of.

Bai Fan looked around and saw that they were all busy with the work at hand. He thought in his heart that although he worked in the Mo Group, the intensity was needless to say, but it was precisely because of this that he continued to improve, and the more he paid, the more he paid. The more you get, the more you get. Although their big boss is cold, they are also rewarded and punished equally.

And who made the colleagues around him a bunch of model workers, so let's do it.

Busy, time always passed quickly, people in the meeting room looked at each other, no one dared to speak first.

Mo Shiqian's hands were moving on the table, his eyebrows were slightly twitched, as if he was thinking about something, or it was just because of lack of sleep.

He looked up and saw them all sitting upright, as if they were about to face a catastrophe.

At this moment, Cindy hurriedly ran out of the elevator with a pile of documents in her arms, and knocked on the door of the meeting room.

Why was the meeting room so quiet? She felt that Mo Shiqian's eyes were piercing her body like burning knives, and she was still a little late.Breaking out in cold sweat, she took a deep breath, whispered a few words beside Mo Shiqian, and distributed the prepared materials to everyone.

"Let's take a look." Mo Shiqian's eyes were sharp, and he was dressed in a black suit to make him look serious and distanced.

Everyone was sweating, their hearts were up and down, thinking that without a meeting, it was like fighting a war, and they wanted to cry without tears.

Looking at the black and white papers about Rock's acquisition and North China's amusement park project, they felt more and more frightened, fearing that if they said something incorrectly, they would make a mess of themselves.

Mr. Zhang, who has always been very interested in the North China project, said, "These two matters, in my opinion, Rockwell's matter is already a certainty, and this follow-up acquisition is directly followed up by people from the legal department. That's it."

Mo Shiqian didn't interrupt him, and seemed to agree with his opinion.

Although Mr. Zhang is also quite afraid of Mo Shiqian, work is work, as long as he does not make mistakes, then nothing will happen. When he thought of this, he became more excited, "As for the project in North China, I wanted to take over it before. Come over and do it, but Mr. Mo loves him so much, so he directly handed it over to Special Assistant Zhan."

Mo Shiqian only looked at him at this moment, and there was no particular ups and downs in his tone, "Do you have any opinions?"

Mr. Zhang touched his forehead, "Don't dare, I just think Special Assistant Zhan is too young and knows how to follow those old foxes."

"Maybe Zhan Zhilin can't do it, but what about Mo Man?" After Mo Shiqian finished speaking, he could only imagine that this time, both of them had fallen, and his face became even colder.

"Don't say anything useless, keep going."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mr. Zhang felt that he was a little too complacent. Mo Shiqian was not an ordinary person, and he always hated people who made jokes the most.

"The Yuanhong Group has always been our competitor in City A, especially after Mr. Shen retired in the past few years and recalled his son who is far away from abroad. In the past few years, it has intensified against us. This time, the North China Project, they are willing to insert a 5% lower profit point from the middle, it seems that they are ready to fight with us to the end." Mr. Zhang unconsciously amplified his voice while talking, this The mood is like the meat on the lips, the feeling of being snatched away, how can you not be angry.

After hearing what he said, the others also joined the ranks of the discussion, thinking that the most urgent thing to do is to contact the boss of this project first.

"I heard from a friend of mine that Yaoxing's boss and Yuanhong's Shen Yize seem to have known each other before, and they have a good relationship. We won't be preparing for so long to make wedding clothes for others, right?" Marketing Manager Li Mao was entangled and resentful.

"Then what should we do? Wouldn't we..." Before the man finished speaking, he met Mo Shiqian's eyes and swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.

Mo Shiqian had a sneer on his face, "What is Mo Shi afraid of? If he is 5% lower than Yuanhong, we are lower than him."

After sighing for a while, Zhang concluded, "President Mo, this, this is not appropriate, then we are at a big loss."

"You think I'd be so stupid. Doesn't he just want to compete with us? He's bound to keep going down. Zhang Shen, I'll see if you can do this for me well. If I can't win this project, I will Let Yuan Hong lose even more." Mo Shiqian's cold and arrogant words reached everyone's ears, even if he lost, both sides would suffer, and the other party would suffer even more.

When he received a call from Zhan Zhilin yesterday, Mo Shiqian knew that no matter how good the project was, he would let it go. He, Mo Shiqian, never did business at a loss, nor would he make wedding clothes for others.

After the meeting was over, Mo Shiqian sat alone in this large conference room, and the transparent glass windows, which were not stretched at all, became heavier and heavier, and those rising real estate projects broke in without any scruples. Mo Shiqian's eyes.

"Oh, Shen Yize, you really want to grab everything from me. I want to see if you still have the ability, I will definitely tear off your hypocritical mask, and see if you can still laugh when the time comes. "Mo Shiqian stood up, and pushed open the door of the conference room with steady steps.