an narrowed her eyes, silent and flushed with a drunken haze, her gaze distant.Seeing that she remained silent, Ye Fan slid his hand down to her thigh, gently parting her legs. He lightly caressed the...Li Nanfang sat in the conference room, his fingers scrolling through his phone contacts incessantly.

He was looking for someone who could help him solve the problems of Nanshan Group.

There are many such people, it's just that Mr. Li hasn't wanted to use them during this period of time.

No matter what, the Southern Group was the starting point of his career. He didn't want to leave behind a reputation of relying on others' relief for his business to develop.

Therefore, he never thought of using these people diligently.

Unfortunately, I can't do that now.

If we don't use our ace in the hole, Southern Group is going to collapse. Only an idiot would risk everything for a little face.

His fingers traced over the names, weighing the pros and cons of each person's usefulness.

It, of course, is very beneficial to him.

As for the drawbacks, how could Li Nanshan possibly figure out the downsides of his own actions He was only thinking about how much trouble they would cause Dong Shixiong and his people.

Earlier today, all the high-level executives of the company gathered, and not a single person could come up with a solution to address the company's predicament.

People just say the problems they encounter and hope their boss will solve them.

This situation is very abnormal.

At the very least, it shouldn't appear in a normal company.

Just like when I first came to Qingshan, I would see Yue Zichong reviewing files in the office all day.

A true leader should, when suggestions or company operation plans are brought forward by subordinates, decide what to do and what not to do.

Like Southern Group, all employees look up expectantly for handouts.

The boss said what to do, everyone immediately went to work.

The atmosphere was good, but this dim sum place wasn't a company, it was clearly a den of bandits.

Only when the bandits in the mountains gathered together would the leader give an order, and his subordinates would only know how to work.

Mr. Li liked Chen Dali, who had a bandit's air, and Wang Defa, who was like a rogue, but that didn't mean he wanted everyone in the company to be like that.

Only those who understand how to flatter and praise need to be kept, the rest must be more professional.

Once upon a time, Li Nanfang thought that Dong Shixiong and Lao Zhou were both very suitable leadership candidates in the relevant field.

But only today did I discover that their abilities are far behind.

One Conviya made them spin around and around, completely helpless.

Although Kang Weiya is a professional manager, Dong Shixiong has also achieved brilliant results in the past. His ability shouldn't be inferior to that woman.

Looking back, it feels like Chen Dali shaped me into who I am today.

So at the end of the meeting, Li Nanfang deliberately changed his tone and gave those people a clear warning.

From now on, anyone who says Mr. Li is a business fool must be punched in the face.

The approach just now is a bold move that could allow for a significant shakeup of the Southern Group's high-level management.

Only someone as intelligent as him could instantly see the flaws in the company's operations and come up with corresponding countermeasures.

I am also fortunate that Dong Shixiong saw through his intentions.

"I hope they can grow from this experience. Who wouldn't want to be a manager who can simply say 'yes' or 'no' at meetings"

Li Nanfang muttered to himself, his finger hovering over a name.

But before he could click to dial the number, a light tap on the door interrupted his work.

"In."

Li Nanfang put down his phone, shouted at the door, and looked up to see Dong Shixiong push the door in. He couldn't help but frown slightly.

Just praising Lao Dong, and now he's back so quickly

Brother-in-law, please don't disappoint me.

"Boss, someone outside is looking for you."

Dong Shixiong said this with a slightly embarrassed face, and then stood at the door without moving.

He certainly wasn't like what Li Nanfang worried about, encountering any difficulties and coming to the boss to solve them.

But as soon as they stepped off the elevator, they met someone at the door.

On the official website, the legitimate boss lady is Huaye Shen.

Why is it on the official page

Because Li Nanfang had died and come back to life, he saved Chen Dali and the others from the black room. Then, he went to Jinghua and held a wedding with Hua Yeshen, the head of the Qixing Hui Society.

This wedding, in terms of grandeur, certainly paled in comparison to Ye Shen and Shen Yun's global livestream wedding.

However, Mr. Li Nanfang, after fighting with a certain demon woman from Helan for 300 rounds, accepted an interview from an intern reporter from Jinghua. Subsequently, he was labeled as a scumbag and his fame spread across the country, as everyone knows.

Chen Dalì and Dong Shíxióng, as Li's loyal subordinates, how could they fail to notice their boss's news, let alone be unaware of his marriage.

Since it was a formal marriage, Huaye Shen would naturally be Li Nanfang's legal wife.

Everyone in the company, from top to bottom, had a clear memory of Huayeshen, the facade mistress.

As for the unofficial boss lady, of course it's Yue Zitong.

No matter which side it is, the boss lady has arrived. But can the boss remember this boss lady That's still a question.

As everyone knows, Li Nanfang has amnesia, but the specific reason for his amnesia is not something that everyone understands.

When people saw Huayue Shen downstairs, they were stunned for a moment before rushing to welcome her upstairs.

Chen Dalì was a lively person and had even begun considering whether to call the plump manager of Qingshan Hotel and arrange a private room to host a dinner for his wife in the evening.

The other people and the proprietress, who looked somewhat aloof with a weary expression between her brows, were simply impossible to talk to.

In the end, it could only be Dong Shixiong who brought people over.

Facing Li Nanshan's amnesia, Dong Shixiong didn't know how to introduce Huaye Shen.

Now if someone says the boss's wife has arrived, how am I supposed to avoid being mistaken for that South Korean woman again

Not only will the boss be angry, but the owner will also be heartbroken.

If Huazhong has come, the boss says again which one is Huazhong, what should we do then

The vivacious Dong Shixiong, for the first time ever, did a foolish thing. He blurted out, "Boss, someone wants to see you."

Li Nanshan didn't suspect anything amiss, waving his hand and saying, "Who is it Bring the person in."

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Dong Shixiong dodged to the side.

Li Nanzhang's mind exploded.

Does anyone still remember the relationship between Diaochan and Lü Bu

Childhood sweethearts, two souls destined to be together, a betrothal sealed before their time, yet fate intervenes.

The last time Wang Yun was mentioned, it was about his plan to kill Dong Zhuo using the beauty trick, sending out Diao Chan.

As Dong Zhuo's adopted son, Lu Bu lived in constant fear after Dong Zhuo forced Emperor Xian of Han to move the capital to Chang'an. He had Lu Bu guard the door with his Fangtianhuaji (painted halberd).

In this situation, how could Lü Bu possibly not see Diaochan

What does it feel like when your wife marries another man

Li Nanfang is not Lu Bu.

Huanye Shen is not Diao Chan.

But if Lu Bu were here, he would surely deeply understand Li Nanfang's current feelings.

When Huaye Shen appeared at the door, Li Nanshan's hands gripped the table tightly, his eyes lowered, and he remained silent for a long time.

Huaye Shen stepped forward, walked into the room, and stood there, no longer calm.

If Chen Dali, who was clueless about reading facial expressions, were here, he'd probably gape and huddle beside Li Nanfang, saying something like, "Come on, Boss, let me explain to you why Hua Yexin is the official mistress."

If that were true, this day could become a shadow that Dajilige would never be able to escape for the rest of his life.

Luckily, the extra person present at this moment was Dong Shixiong.

Dong Shixiong only glanced at Li Nanfang and Huaye Shen's expressions for a moment, then immediately turned around and closed the door. He also drove all the employees from the nearby offices out.

The silence in the conference room lingered for a long time.

Until one moment.

"The South."

With a whisper, barely louder than a mosquito's hum, Huanyeshen called out.

But Li Nanfang heard it very clearly. Because he heard that familiar address, the hands he had clenched into fists slowly relaxed.

"I am not Li Nanfang, I am called, I am called Ye Shen."

Li Nanfang doesn't admit this statement.

Actually, it's about refusing to acknowledge the past self. It uses amnesia as a way to draw a line between oneself and the past, thus numbing the pain caused by seeing the flower night god afterwards.

But the words were spoken.

Both people in the room were heartbroken at the same time.

Because the name "Ye Shen" doesn't it come from "Night God"

At the time, Duan Xiangning pretended to be amnesia and tricked Li Nanshan using this name that nobody knew its origin.

After Li Nanshan recovered his memory, he simply went along with it.

However, facing the real person now, he would rather use his given name than this nickname.

Want to forget completely, but remember deeply.

The two characters, Ye Shen, played just such a role.

Huaye Shen would have no idea about these things.

Even though this man has lost his memory, the name he uses is still related to her. Deep love like this, yet she hurt him so deeply in that way.

At this moment, Huanye Shen only wanted to rush into Li Nanfang's arms and cry out loudly: "I didn't mean it, Yue Ziton forced me to do this. Sun Yu is a girl, I have never betrayed you. Please forgive me."

Unfortunately, these words cannot be spoken.

Silver teeth clenched, the sharp edges grinding broken against each other. A fresh trickle of blood flowed from the wound in his gums, bitter on his tongue, and clearing Hua Ye's head considerably.

"Forgive me."

So many words to say, so many things to explain, ultimately what came out of Huaye's mouth and into Li Nanfang's ears were only these three words.

"Okay, I forgive you. Is there anything else If not, please leave. I have work to do."

Li Nanshan waved his hand casually and sat down.

His tone and expression were filled with indifference, but the way he kept his head bowed revealed that he was suppressing strong emotions within.

For many years, he had managed to suppress the demon black dragon hidden within his body, a creature that could devour his reason at any moment. Now, this outburst of emotion was nothing compared to what he had endured before.

It's okay to be reckless, but there should always be a limit.

He was truly terrified of Han YeShen staying here for even a few more seconds, the endless pain churning in his mind threatening to drive him insane once again.

To kill the most beloved person, does it count as a painful seppuku

Thank you.

Huaye Shen softly thanked, bowed his head slightly, and turned to leave.

She waited for a long time, and after several days and nights of confrontation with Yue Zitong, she finally managed to get the chance to talk to Li Nanshan face-to-face by relying on various complicated relationships.

As a result, he only said seven words in total, spoken before and after.

After she finished speaking, she left.

Li Nanshan was intoxicated by the beauty of his craft, while Huaye Shen was no less captivated.

She also worried that staying a moment longer would make things irreversible.

As the conference room door closed again, Li Nanfang slumped back in his chair, feeling drained and weak as if he had just fought a fierce battle.

"Li Nanfang, you're becoming more and more kind. Has life become too comfortable, making you forget who you used to be"

Li Nanfang chuckled wryly to himself.

For a moment, he suddenly didn't want to pretend amnesia anymore. Instead, he wanted to use genuine effort to distance himself from his past life.

I don't know who put a bottle of wine in the conference room, it ended up in his hands.

Like the nympho aunt please collect everyone: () The nymphomaniac aunt updates the fastest. can't let it pass. He hurriedly called his son back, as the future heir to the Ye family. What better time than now to accumulate more political capital It is said that the second son's son also rus...