Kuai Chuan: My host was targeted by Xing Jiao again

The way this man speaks is really annoying.

Sheng Minghao stared at a piece of 2B pencil in the pen holder on the conference table.

I always feel that the position of this pen is wrong.

Sheng Minghao stretched out his hand and held the 2B pencil in his hand. While rubbing the tip of the pencil with his fingertips, he raised his head to look into Feng Xi's eyes, smiling a little darkly.

"In the company, you should call me Mr. Sheng."

Feng Xi was a little terrified by Sheng Minghao's stare.

He couldn't help leaning against the back of the chair.

Seemingly dissatisfied with showing timidity in front of Sheng Minghao, he cast his eyes on Zhefeng, who looked particularly easy to handle, "Who is this?"

"My surname is Zhe, Zhefeng." Zhefeng smiled slightly, but his eyes were on Sheng Minghao's fingers under the conference table.

This product is in good condition, what are you doing with a 2B pencil?

Could it be that he wanted to poke someone's eyeball with a 2B pencil?

No, absolutely not, if he is really allowed to do this, Shengshi Media will definitely make headlines the next day.

Under the conference table, Zhefeng quietly stretched out his hand in the direction of Sheng Minghao.

"Brother." Sheng Mingxi, who was sandwiched between the two, gently pushed Sheng Minghao's arm.

Sheng Minghao followed the direction prompted by Sheng Mingxi, looked under the conference table, and looked in the direction of Zhefeng.

Zhefeng pointed to the pencil in Sheng Minghao's hand, and then spread his hands.

Sheng Minghao looked at the tip of the pencil in his hand, and then at Feng Xi's eyes.

He remembered what Zhefeng had said before coming here.

Everything depends on his eyes...

Sheng Minghao felt a little regretful, but in the end he honestly put the pencil in Zhefeng's palm.

call--

Zhefeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Mimi quietly put the confiscated pencil on the conference table in front of her.

Feng Xican laughed, "Any little character who is not a cat or a dog can also appear at the shareholders' meeting of Shengshi Media. Minghao, it's not an uncle talking about you. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for this?"

Sheng Minghao glanced at the 2B pencil that was confiscated by Zhefeng on the table.

Staring at Feng Xi with gloomy eyes, "I repeat, in the company, you should call me Mr. Sheng."

Feng Xi was forced to retreat by Sheng Minghao's eyes, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and gritted his teeth, "He appeared in the shareholder meeting room, isn't President Sheng going to give you a reasonable explanation?"

"There's nothing to explain. He's from my Sheng family, so it's normal for him to appear here. Moreover, from today on, every word Zhefeng said in Shengshi Media is equivalent to what I, Sheng Minghao said."

As soon as Sheng Minghao said this, all shareholders, large and small, at the conference table were all stunned.

The Sheng family, since when did there be a boy named Zhe?

Could it be...

Everyone glanced at Sheng Mingxi who was sitting on the main seat, and then glanced at Zhefeng beside him.

I was taken aback.

It turned out that this boy was the son-in-law of the Sheng family.

People from the Sheng family...

Sheng Mingxi looked at Sheng Minghao on the right, and Zhefeng who was sitting on her left.

Stuttering, "You two... are progressing so fast?"

what fast?Fast ass.

as a party.

Zhefeng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He turned his head to the side with a smile, stared at Sheng Minghao's side face, and gritted his back molars.

He just wanted to ask, when did he agree to become a member of the Sheng family? ?

When Sheng Minghao realized that Zhefeng was staring at him, he also turned his head.

It is different from Zhefeng's gaze that wants to poke people into a sieve.

Sheng Minghao's gaze was the kind of gentleness from a big wolf dog.

He almost shook his tail towards Zhefeng:

You see, I am very good.