After time travel, the imperial concubine becomes a celebrity herself

Gu Shaoze gritted his teeth when he heard the slight sarcasm in Song Sizhe's tone.

But what Song Sizhe said also gave him a lot of temptation.

The assistant on the side also heard the contents of the phone clearly.

He glanced at Gu Shaoze, not knowing what decision Gu Shaoze would make.

The two were silent for a while.

After a while, Gu Shaoze asked, "When will Mr. Song have time?"

This sentence means that the cooperation between the two people is almost settled.

Song Sizhe also had a sincere smile in his eyes, "Anytime."

Rong Jinghao rushed to Dayao in a hurry, and when he saw the serious faces of all the high-level people in the meeting, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Rong Jinghao sat in the chairman's seat and glanced at the senior executive on his left.

"Tell me."

"During this period of time, Gu's stock has been suppressed by us, and the stock has fallen a lot, but for some reason, it has been on an upward trend recently, but we are about to fall."

"Is this what makes you so flustered?" Rong Jinghao said calmly, not angry but arrogant.

The executive's eyes flickered for a moment, but he didn't continue talking.

But some of the people below became bolder and started whispering.

"I just said targeting Gu's is not a good thing. If Gu's rises, Dayao will have no good fruit to eat."

"You'd better say a few words less."

But these words reached Rong Jinghao's ears verbatim.

"It's the first time I know that my company is full of short-sighted people like this, so why do I keep you guys? I just posted that, stand up." Rong Jinghao said, the method is a natural leader By.

Although it was a calm tone, the people below couldn't help shivering.

The person who was talking just now didn't dare to say anything more, but under the pressure of Rong Jinghao's gaze, he still stood up.

Rong Jinghao glanced at him.

"Go to the finance department to settle this month's salary, and you won't have to come here again."

The man suddenly became dissatisfied.

"Mr. Rong, I just want to share some of my thoughts, shouldn't I? Are you so authoritarian?"

"This is my Dayao, not yours. When you can sit in my position, you will naturally talk to me like that." Rong Jinghao replied, his narrow eyes full of coldness.

The man had nothing to say and could only walk out of the conference room resentfully.

Everyone else immediately put away their thoughts that they shouldn't have, and sat upright, for fear that Rong Jinghao would find a mistake.

Rong Jinghao's sharp eyes swept over them, and his fingers began to tap lightly on the table.

But every tap seems to be not on the table, but on their appreciation.

The atmosphere in the conference room became more and more serious.

"If there are people among you who think like him, you can leave now. Although this is only the middle of the month, I will still pay you your salary, but if you leave Dayao, you don't even think about coming back."

As we all know, Dayao's treatment is the best, and he has great potential, but what Rong Jinghao is doing now is too dangerous.

A lot of people feel like they can't afford it.

So the high-level people below looked at each other, more or less seeing a trace of hesitation in the eyes of the other party.

Rong Jinghao noticed all these changes in expression.

The conference room fell silent, and finally someone chose to stand up.

"Mr. Rong, although you are a very talented person, these actions of yours are undoubtedly too risky." The man said, and gave Rong Jinghao a regretful look.

There was a trace of impatience in Rong Jinghao's eyes, "If you want to go, just go."

The man's face changed, seeing that Rong Jinghao didn't give him face like this, he snorted coldly, and left anyway.

The rest of the people looked a little firm, and some looked hesitant.

Rong Jinghao didn't speak, but he observed the deep expressions of these people in his eyes.

After another few minutes, another one left.

Rong Jinghao remained calm.

In the end, half of the people left the conference room, but Rong Jinghao didn't expect it.

"If no one wants to leave, our meeting will continue." Rong Jinghao said.

But he thought to himself that he hadn't managed Yao Yao well during this period, and even the top management had so few disloyal people.

It may be because he was an emperor in his previous life, Rong Jinghao is especially concerned about a person's loyalty in this life.

Ability is one thing, but what Rong Jinghao appreciates more is loyalty.

In fact, Rong Jinghao's real Gu family has almost been suppressed by himself now.

But during this period of time, he let Gu Shi breathe a little bit, and it was just a flashback, but he didn't expect to scare Dayao and some people who were worrying about the sky.

It's fine to leave, but it's useless for such a person to stay in Dayao.

A coldness flashed across Rong Jinghao's eyes.

In the end, Rong Jinghao was very loyal and it was much easier to manage Rong Jinghao.

"Dayao is not as dangerous as you think." Rong Jinghao said suddenly, "Since I created Dayao, I won't let it cause problems in my hands."

In fact, most of the people left are the old people of the company.

They watched Dayao get to today step by step, and no one knew Rong Jinghao's ability better than them.

So they believed [-]% what Rong Jinghao said now.

"Don't worry, Mr. Rong, no matter what decision you make, we will support you behind your back." One of the people below said.

Then others started to chime in.

Rong Jinghao's complexion improved a lot.

When An Mengyi was taking care of Rong Xigu in the hospital, she planned to go out to get some air, but saw an acquaintance.

"Curator Ye?" An Mengyi asked in surprise.

"I thought you guys had been transferred." Curator Ye had a soft smile on his face, "I want to see Xigu."

An Mengyi felt a warm feeling in her heart, "Xigu is asleep now, otherwise, I must be very happy to see you here."

Curator Ye saw the dark circles under An Mengyi's eyes, and his eyes were full of distress.

"You child, if it's too tiring to take care of Xi Gu alone, just call me." Curator Ye said helplessly.

"No, his father will also come to see him." An Mengyi quickly explained.

In fact, it was just because she was so worried every night that she couldn't sleep.

Curator Ye took out the food box.

"Here are some bone soups I made. You are tired from taking care of Xigu. Let's nourish your body."

An Mengyi took the food box, only to feel that the warmth of her palm made her eyes turn red.

This kind of mother's care was something she hadn't experienced for a long time.

"What are you still doing in a daze, let's go and see Xigu." Curator Ye said.

An Mengyi nodded, and the two walked into the ward together.

Rong Xigu was indeed sleeping soundly. He didn't know that An Mengyi and Director Ye had already arrived.

Curator Ye looked at Rong Xigu's pale face, his eyes were full of distress.

"Why is this child sick? What did the doctor say?" Curator Ye asked.

An Mengyi sighed softly, "The doctor said that I'm afraid I'm going to M State once. There's no other way. I can only wait for Xigu to stabilize before going."

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in Director Ye's eyes.

"I also know people in M ​​state. If you go, I can go with you." Curator Ye said quickly.

An Mengyi said: "How is this possible, Aunt Ye, there is no need to bother you with this kind of thing. Curator Ye gave An Mengyi an unhappy look.

"Look at what you said. I already liked Xigu and hit it off. It's just a small help for me. It's okay."

Curator Ye spoke with a firm face, as if he had already made up his mind to go to State M with An Mengyi and the others.

An Mengyi had no choice but to cure her and agreed.

"Thank you so much, Aunt Ye."

Curator Ye looked at An Mengyi with gentle eyes, but for some reason, she always had a special feeling for An Mengyi.

As if the person in front of her was her daughter, he couldn't bear to let her suffer.

But how is this possible? It's just because the eyes of An Mengyi and her daughter are too similar.

The two chatted in the ward for a while, seeing that it was getting late, An Mengyi was about to send Curator Ye out of the hospital.

Just when they reached the entrance of the hospital, the two met Ye Fei.

Ye Fei looked at Curator Ye and An Mengyi talking and laughing with an uneasy face.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me when you came to the hospital today." Ye Fei walked over, although her tone was concerned, but the coldness in her eyes made An Mengyi feel a little uncomfortable.

The smile on Curator Ye's face disappeared, and she said gently, "I was in a hurry to leave at that time, so I forgot to tell you."

"Really." Ye Fei smiled lightly, but there was an inexplicable feeling of gnashing her teeth.

"Mom, you are not feeling well, do you want to go for a checkup again." Ye Fei suddenly asked in concern.

Embarrassment flashed across Director Ye's face.

At this time, An Mengyi explained, "It's Xigu who is sick, so curator Ye came to see him, and I really have to trouble you two today."

"Xigu?" Ye Fei glanced at An Mengyi with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

An Mengyi thought that Ye Fei didn't know who Xi Gu was, so she explained, "It's my child."

It took Ye Fei a lot of effort to suppress the anger in her heart.

Now she found that her mother was paying more and more attention to An Mengyi.

He obviously didn't say a few words to himself at home, but he ran outside several times just to see An Mengyi.

What's so good about An Mengyi?

There was nothing wrong with this at first, but Ye Fei just felt very upset in her heart.

This feeling was as if An Mengyi was going to take everything away from her.

"Miss An, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Ye Fei said suddenly, with a half smile.

An Mengyi could hear a bit of anger from Ye Fei's tone, and was a little puzzled.

"Miss Ye, what does this mean?" An Mengyi glanced at her indifferently.