The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

"Is it true that Xinglan was shut down as they wished?"

"Oh!"

Jiang Muqiu slammed his fist on the conference table, anxious and angry, angry and powerless.

He was young and frivolous, and was coaxed by Wen Ruyu's mother and daughter, always thinking that he was Jiang Yutang's only son, and that the Jiang family was his for granted;
But never thought that the three of them were ambitious;
From the very beginning, I didn't intend to let him get involved with the Jiang family!
Therefore, he has never been in contact with the company's business since he was a child;
Jiang Yutang will not teach him how to run the company!

In his previous life, he never entered Jiang's until his death;
In this life, the opportunity he and his sister had fought so hard for, could they just watch Xinglan go bankrupt like this? !
What does Xinglan's bankruptcy mean?
It means that Jiang Yutang will take away the shares left by his mother because of his poor management!
Even, Wen Ruyu would use the same excuse to take away the dowry her mother left for Ah Li!

No!

Absolutely special!
Jiang Muqiu gritted his teeth.

"Oh!"

Another punch hit the table.

"Uncle Qi, I can't admit defeat like this!"

Seeing him like this, a touch of pity for Ai Wujiu flashed across Qi Heng's eyes, and he raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I've been in the industry for so many years, and I still have some contacts and resources. I'll make an appointment later, and we can use everything that can be used. As long as there is a gap opened, there is a high probability that Xinglan can be brought back to life."

Hearing this, Jiang Muqiu's eyes had some hope, and he nodded heavily at Qi Heng.

"Certainly possible."

Qi Heng smiled, but the smile in his eyes was forced.

It can be seen that he is very aware that those contacts and resources can play a limited role in the face of the company that is about to go bankrupt.

The two began to discuss without anyone else present.

Ye Qingyu and Yun Qiao looked at Jiang Li worriedly.

Jiang Li smiled at the two friends, and pushed each of them a cup of warm water brought by Qi Heng.

The two held their water glasses and sipped.

Jiang Li rested his chin on the boy sitting in the corner and typing quietly.

The young man has clear eyebrows, fair face, and a strong three-dimensional sense of facial features, not just the kind of perfection that can be described as handsome and handsome.

It can be seen that it is the proud work of Empress Nuwa.

Jiang Li was somewhat surprised.

How could Qi Heng sign such a high-quality artist?

Still so firm towards Xing Lan.

In the novel, there doesn't seem to be any description about this artist.

After all, Qi Heng only got one pass.

The young man noticed Jiang Li's gaze, raised his head slightly, and nodded to Jiang Li expressionlessly, "Miss."

"Chuci, what do you know?"

Jiang Li bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the table twice, "What talent do you have? I may have a way to help you."

Chu Ci was obviously taken aback, and looked at Qi Heng who heard the movement and looked at them.

Qi Heng nodded.

Chu Ci thought for a while, then stood up, "It's not convenient to display my talent here, if Missy wants to see it, let's go to the roof."

"it is good."

Jiang Li got up, Ye Qingyu and Yun quietly followed.

Seeing this, Jiang Muqiu suspended the discussion with Qi Heng, "Let's go and have a look, maybe Ah Li really has some good ideas."

A group of several people went to the roof together.

On the roof, there is a narrow attic.

Chu Ci went in and picked out a few things to bring out.

Sticks and swords... nine-section whip?

Jiang Li frowned when he saw those things, "You know martial arts?"

Chu Ci hummed.

Qi Heng added on the side, "Chu Ci's ancestors opened a martial arts gym, and it was passed down from generation to generation. Almost all the men in the family know some boxing skills, and Chu Ci is the best in kung fu..."

Speaking of this, there was a smile in his eyes that he couldn't help.

"Chu Ci's father said that if he can't make money in the entertainment industry, he should go home and inherit the martial arts..."

"There are too many martial arts halls, I can't manage them, and I don't want to inherit them." Chu Ci said flatly.

Jiang Li blinked.

This should be Versailles... right?