The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"You, what are you doing!"

Fan Mu wasn't really irritated by Yang Feng, but when he saw Yang Feng came in and didn't act immediately, he boldly guessed that Yang Feng didn't dare to do anything to him!
After all, the Seymour Consortium is a big force, and even has its own armed forces!

But he didn't expect that Yang Feng didn't play cards according to common sense, and directly kicked him over!

He is a supernatural being, but only one who is sensitive to numbers. He can swim in the financial ocean and win every bet.

But without the slightest attack power.

And he is not a strong practitioner.

Yang Feng's kick caused his internal organs to convulse, and he couldn't get up even when he was kneeling on the ground.

"Tell me, what kind of force wants to create new human genes."

Yang Feng's voice was calm.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Fan Mu's eyes shrank, but they recovered instantly, and his face became even more angry, "You are here to retaliate against my remarks against New Oriental Group today!"

"What I'm talking about is the fact that the new human genes will only break the balance of human beings, and even lead to war."

"A war where the lives of the people are ruined!"

Fan Mu looked at Yang Feng fiercely.

"Hehehe, if I didn't feel the change in your mind, I would really be fooled by your hypocrisy."

If Fan Mu's performance was normal, people would really think that he was a cynical, patriotic and loving person!

But Yang Feng smiled coldly.

"You don't need to act, I only give you one chance, if you don't say it, you die!"

"Om~!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes.

Fan Mu's eyes shrank suddenly, feeling a suffocating pressure in his mind.

He had only experienced this feeling in one person.

"I, I really don't know what you're talking about!"

But Fan Mu gritted his teeth. With the Seymour Consortium behind him, he was confident that Yang Feng would not dare to kill him!
And if the person behind it is revealed, Fan Mu knows that he will be worse than death!
"All you rely on is the Seymour Consortium behind you."

Interested, Yang Feng took out his phone and dialed a long-distance number in the United States in front of Fan Mu.

Fan Mu's thoughts changed, he glanced at the phone not far away, and secretly vowed that the phone would never leave his body in the future.

Otherwise, there is no chance of calling for help!

But he was still guessing what Yang Feng was going to do!
"Ok?"

James, who is far away on the top floor of the Seymour chaebol headquarters in the United States, is processing a Dada document in front of him.

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

This is his private phone, and anyone who can call into this phone, apart from his wife and children, is someone he has to be in awe of!
Who would be the person whom the President of the Seymour Consortium fears!

"Yama!"

"Wow~!"

Seeing the caller ID, James suddenly got up and looked at the caller ID with his eyes wide open.

Look excited and awed.

"Dear Yama, it is a pleasure to serve you."

James' voice was in awe, speaking broken Chinese, because he knew Hades liked to speak Chinese!

The eighteen kings are enough to make him the most fearful, even if he is the president of the Seymour chaebol, even if the Seymour consortium has the strength to fear the heavenly kings in the United States.

But he did not dare to confront the Heavenly King class.

And what he admires the most is Hades, who has been famous for killing and killing in the past ten years.

The most important thing is that the money that Yan Luo's mercenaries pass through their Seymour consortium every year is an astronomical figure!
The fact that the Seymour Consortium can become one of the three largest consortiums in the United States is because they dare to do business with these top terrorist forces in the world!

Especially the eighteen kings, international killers, thieves, mercenaries and other forces.

"James, who is the person in charge of your Seymour Consortium in the country of Tang?"

Yang Feng didn't intend to reminisce about the past, but asked about James directly in front of the surprised Fan Mu.

"The person in charge of Tang State?"

"Please wait a moment, let me see!"

James quickly looked at the computer in front of the table. The Seymour Consortium has branch leaders in many countries.

Tang Guo, Yue Mu, Tai Luo, Yin Guo, and Han Guo are all in charge!

"Dear Hades, the person in charge of the Tang Kingdom is Fan, Morgan Fan." James said hastily.

"Oh, Morgan Van?"

Yang Feng glanced at Fan Mu.

"what!"

"No, impossible!"

Fan Mu was shocked, since when Yang Feng called, he was shocked who Yang Feng would call.

James?
Fan Mu didn't care about the name.

But Yang Feng even opened his mouth and asked the other party who is the person in charge of the Seymour Consortium in Tang Country!

The other party even directly said his name after immigrating to the United States!

"Yes, Morgan Fan is a very outstanding financial genius, and the board of directors has even considered him on the board of directors."

James is extremely optimistic about Morgan Fan, and even because Morgan Fan is from the Tang Dynasty, he now thinks that Yan Wang and Morgan Fan may be familiar.

He even picked up Fan Mu.

"is it?"

Yang Feng's voice was slightly cold, which made James' heart skip a beat on the other side of the phone.

"James, in a word, I don't want this person to be the person in charge of your Seymour Consortium in Tang."

"why?"

James was startled subconsciously, but quickly asked: "Dear Lord Yama, did I mean that Morgan Fan offended you?"

"Don't ask why, just ask if you can do it." Yang Feng smiled mysteriously.

Fan Mu, who was kneeling on the ground not far away, looked at Yang Feng with wide eyes.

James!
Yang Feng was able to call James, the president of the Seymour Consortium!
Who is this!

It's him, the executives of the Seymour Group, or the head of Tang Guozong, who don't have a direct call from James!

Unless you entered the board of directors!
"This…"

James was a little embarrassed, "Respect Lord Hades, Morgan Fan is the regional director. To fire a regional general manager requires the signatures of two members of the board of directors. Tomorrow, I will give you an answer tomorrow!"

James said with some embarrassment that, as the president of the three major consortiums in the United States, it is impossible for him to fire the general manager of a region just because of someone else's words.

Even if he is the Eighteenth Heavenly King, he still has to think carefully.

A regional general manager is no ordinary employee!

"James, are you perfunctory me?"

There was a hint of chill in Yang Feng's voice.

"Lord Yan Wang, this really requires the signatures of two boards of directors to fire a regional chief."

Sensing the change in Yang Feng's voice, James' body trembled.

He is in awe of the name of Hades.

"enough!"

"James, you dare to perfunctory me. Very good. It seems that the Seymour Consortium has been overjoyed with its own armed forces over the years."

"Then just wait here."

"Toot~!"

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone!

"Humph!"

Fan Mu showed a hint of pride.

Although already terrified in his heart, not only was Yang Feng able to contact James, James seemed to be in awe of Yang Feng.

But I also heard James' tone.

A talent like him, the Seymour chaebol will not fire him, even if a board of directors is set up, more than half of the board of directors will not approve it!
Talent is the foundation of the Seymour Foundation!

"Hehehe, you seem very proud?"

Yang Feng glanced at Fan Mu, and made another call.

"What's up!"

There was a cold voice on the phone.

"Jiujian, don't be so arrogant every time, I'm your boss!"

Yang Feng looked helpless, among the ten generals of Yan Luo, the one who clings the most is Meng Po Yilisa, and the one who makes him feel helpless the most is Nine Swords.

You can't fight, because Nine Swords is eager to fight Yang Feng every day!

If you scold, you can't scold, if you scold, you can hit!
According to the words of impermanence in black and white, the boss can only convince others with virtue!

"Speak directly!"

Jiu Jian's voice was even more impatient, as if he was busy with something.

"Transfer all the money we have deposited in the Seymour Consortium, and give the Seymour Consortium a little color."

Yang Feng's voice had a hint of war.