Female President's Bodyguard

Anya never expected that at this time, someone would take the initiative to find her, and she hurriedly turned her head to look in surprise.

I saw the dignified and generous Sister Lan standing not far behind her, greeting her with a smile.

"Lan...Mr. Lan, why are you here? Did something happen to Beihai Company?" Anya asked calmly.

Ye Lan stepped forward slowly, standing between the middle-aged shrew and Anya, and said with a smile:
"The subsidiary is doing well.

No, I heard that your family is going to hold an ancestor worship ceremony. As a company employee, I am obliged to help.

On behalf of Beihai Subsidiary, I accept all your arrangements, please give instructions from Mr. An. "

The middle-aged woman was stunned when Ye Lan appeared. Now that she heard that she was just an employee of a subsidiary company, she immediately got up vigorously and cried out in a crying voice:

"Oh, what a day!

What kind of outsider dares to step on our mothers and daughters! "

The middle-aged woman was crying and wanted to grab Ye Lan, but a security guard of the subsidiary company that Ye Lan carried with her was quick to grab the woman's wrist and shouted coldly:

"Be respectful to Mr. Lan!"

"You... you... where did you come from, a little bastard?" the middle-aged woman asked loudly.

The security guard said word by word:

"Today is the family gathering of the chairman of our group, and no one is allowed to make trouble.

As an employee of the company and head of the security department of the Beihai Subsidiary, I am obliged to maintain order at the scene. Please let this lady and me go to the side to calm down. "

After all, the Minister of Security dragged her out of the manor regardless of whether the woman was willing or not.

As for the onlookers of the An clan, they all had the mentality of watching the excitement, and it didn't matter who was right and who was wrong.

What's more, she is a famous shrew, and no one wants to meddle in her own business.

After the woman left, Mr. Lan said loudly to the surrounding guests:
"Under the leadership of Mr. Lan, our Beihai subsidiary has made rapid progress in business.

In order to express our gratitude to Mr. Lan, all the employees of our subsidiary specially recorded a video, I hope everyone can watch it.

At the same time, in order to express the memory of An's ancestors, our subsidiary specially invited the famous stone carving master Rongshi in Suzhou to carve a stone tablet overnight to show respect. "

"Old man Rong Shi? Could it be that the old man Rong Shi she is talking about is the one who even high-ranking officials in the capital come thousands of miles to beg for works?"

"Our stone carving master in Suzhou, no, we are the top three stone carving masters in China, and there is someone else named Rongshi old man?

This will cost a lot of money, right?

I heard that half of the stone screen he carved sold for 3000 million yuan! "

"You said that was the price 20 years ago!
Now the old man Rong Shi has sealed the knife, if you want his work, it is useless to take money!Unless you have..."

The speaker pointed to the sky with his index finger, "You have this channel, do you understand?"

After the stone tablet was transported into the manor, it was about one and a half meters high, and the entire "Sacrifice" was densely engraved on it. The handwriting was strong and powerful, and the knife and iron were drawn with silver hooks. At a glance, you can tell that it is the original work of Rong Shi.

The knowledgeable guests had already gathered around the stele, discussing and admiring it.

As for Anya, she stared at the screen in the middle of the venue, where the employees of the Beihai subsidiary took a group photo and shouted in unison:
"We will always support Mr. An, and we will always be with Mr. An."

Hearing this sentence, Anya was relieved, but at the same time felt like a knife was twisting in her heart, she couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

These familiar faces, as well as that man, who had spent so many happy times with her, should be worth remembering, but why did the memory turn into an invisible sharp knife to kill people at this time?Made her heart bleed.

Anya was even more grateful for Ye Lan's appearance, which made her no longer lonely and finally had something to rely on in this torment of isolation and helplessness.

Moreover, the appearance of Ye Lan with the stele suddenly raised the status of An Xuanqiu's family of three.After all, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people to find the works of old man Rong Shi.

Although everyone present, whether they were adults or children, knew that An Xuanqiu was An Hongsheng's puppet, but if he had the ability to ask the old man Rongshi to start carving again, it would be interesting.

The only people who were unhappy were An Xuanming and An Xuanwei's children.

Three men and one woman, the four of them stood not far away, coldly watching the change of attitude of the surrounding clansman towards Anya's family, their resentment was uncontrollable.

"Brother, if it wasn't for our father's fear of outsiders saying, would it be An Xuanqiu's turn to be the chairman of Yun'an Group?" An Xuanwei's second son, An Taiwu, said angrily.

"Isn't it just a broken stone tablet? Let's see how proud they are." An Meiyu also chimed in.

As the oldest of the four, An Junsheng put on a mature air and said with a smile:

"Don't be angry. Don't allow others to be a little bit capable?
The stone tablet is nothing, and it is impossible for them to turn over by relying on a stone tablet.

Our family was able to stand in Jiangchuan City for so long because of my father's Anming Group. "

An Xuanwei's eldest son An Taixue immediately echoed:
"good.

Last year, Yun'an Group only earned more than 80 billion yuan, and all that money was divided among these messy people in the clan.

Uncle's Anming Group has earned more than 90 billion yuan, and the money belongs to our two families.Even if the Yun'an Group is down, we have the Anming Group, and we will still be the top rich family in Jiangsu Province. "

The seemingly arrogant nonsense of the young man also appeared in the hearts of the two elders, An Xuanming and An Xuanwei.

An Xuanming watched coldly the whole process of the little boy shooting Anya with a gun. Although he was a little surprised when he saw the stele appear, the surprise disappeared immediately.

"Second brother, it seems that An Xuanqiu has done a lot of business outside behind our backs these years, and being able to get old man Rong Shi's works shows that he wants to cultivate his own influence.

If this continues, this puppet will go offline sooner or later. "

An Xuanwei nodded and replied, "That's right. He thought that Yun'an Group could still find a way to get back. You and I both know this ghostly idea. We can't let him succeed, and we still have to take this opportunity to beat him today."

"How to beat? You also have a stone tablet? We haven't prepared anything."

"Brother, why are you so confused?
It's not our turn to do this kind of farce, just let the young people do it. "

After An Xuanwei finished speaking, he beckoned the four juniors not far away to come over, and whispered a few words in their ears.

The faces of the four young people immediately beamed with joy and clapped their hands in applause.

"Go, let him understand who is the real master of the An family."

An Meiyu walked up to Anya and Ye Lan with the red wine, and said with a smile, "Anya, this is the manager of your subsidiary company. She is really pretty and capable of handling things."

An Junsheng also laughed beside him and said:
"Yeah, it would be great if our company had such a manager.

Oh, it just so happens that your manager is here, I have something to say by chance, we plan to take back the business of the subsidiary.

My dad's Anming Group is going to develop there, and our two relatives' companies will have business conflicts, and it would be bad to fight. "

Anya and Ye Lan were surprised at the same time: Take back the subsidiary's business?

This, this is completely drastic!