hat... old man, could you lend me 30 yuan Oh, I know you haven't been doing well financially lately, so even 20 yuan would be helpful.”Liu Tiannan suddenly had a very absurd feeling. What was wrong w...In the morning, sunlight bathed the earth.

Kanyia, with her pointed-toe stilettos clicking against the floor, strode into the Nanfang Group office building accompanied by Dongjun and Ma Xing, her two loyal lackeys.

Today is the day when the International Textile Exhibition opens.

As the president of Kaihuang Group, I should have gone to the Convention and Exhibition Center, sat in a makeshift office, and waited for those who hoped to cooperate. Main Qin came to me.

However, Konyakya did not do so.

Whether Xianmei Yu's leftover offerings or other products from the Kaihuang Group would gain popularity, it wasn't on her mind.

She came to the Southern Group ahead of time, just to witness how Mr. Li and his men would obediently leave this building and never come back.

These days, she has been keeping a close eye on all matters concerning the Southern Group.

Their inventory was overflowing, even the warehouse couldn't hold it all. The only product left was Southern Black Remains, and it had been a long time since they received any sales orders.

They even worked overtime for several days straight to get production done.

Such diligence is undoubtedly accelerating the company's bankruptcy and closure.

A week ago, Kang Weiya had specially prayed that Li Nanfang wouldn't come back.

Now, she was filled with gratitude for the return of a certain scoundrel.

It's good you're back.

If you don't come back, who else can help me shorten something that takes at least a month to brew down to just one week

On his way to the Southern Group, Kang Weiya even specifically called the professional legal team of Kaihuang Group.

Instruct them to prepare for the distribution of Kaihuang Group's remaining assets, as the branch’s operations have been poorly managed and its funds are unable to turnover. As long as they make this preparation, once today's exhibition ends, Kang Weiya can formally announce the dismissal of all personnel in the remaining branch in her capacity as president of the group company.

The reason is very valid.

Your department not only failed to generate profit for the entire company, but also incurred such a large loss. Why can't you be laid off

What does the founder of Nanshan Group care about He's nothing in front of legal documents.

So, Kang Weiya is in a particularly good mood right now.

Even seeing Chen Dali's gritted teeth, I suddenly felt that this guy still had a bit of cuteness.

"Damn whore, what the hell are you doing here again Believe me, if I were your grandfather, I'd smash your ugly face to pieces!"

Big Brother sometimes just doesn't know how to be kind and compassionate towards the weaker sex.

Although Kang Weiya is cunning and vicious, she has never done much evil. But after all, she's a woman, a beautiful and seductive South Sea Siren.

Dare you ruin that beauty, crafted by God himself

If Li Nanshan were here, he would definitely give Chen Dali a good lesson. The right thing to do is to directly take this woman down.

"I'm the CEO of a group company, why can't I come here."

In a good mood, Kang Weiya generously forgave Chen Dalili's impolite words. She casually said something and made a gesture of reaching out to grab Dalili's face with her hand.

Chen Dali was startled and quickly stepped back two steps.

By the time she came back to her senses, Kang Weiya was already smiling contentedly and continuing towards the building's interior.

It's truly a shame for Dali to have scared a woman like this.

But, I can't help but feel sorry for them.

Who knows what other tricks this woman will pull. She managed to escape the boss unharmed just a few days ago, didn't she

Chen Dali rushed forward and punched Kang Weiya's teeth out, knocking him unconscious. Then he turned around and called Dong Shixiong at the front desk.

Last night, all employees of Nanshan Group worked overtime.

The production department continues to work overtime to produce new southern surplus.

The sales and planning departments joined forces to make the final preparations for the exhibition. They worked late into the night, rearranging the Southern Group's booth at the convention center before finally returning to the company in the wee hours of the morning.

As for the Tech Development department, under Lao Zhou's guidance, everyone quietly stayed in the company, waiting for the boss to confirm the exhibition before selling off more than half of the inventory in the warehouse.

Within a night, everyone was busy as could be.

Finally, I had some time to relax and rest in the early morning.

In his office, Dong Shixiong was calming himself when the phone rang. He quickly grabbed the receiver.

"Hey, Lao Dong, that bitch Kang Weiya is here again. I saw her heading towards the R&D department, probably going to poach our people again."

Southern Group is everyone's second home.

Chen Dali, as the security guard of the building, was intimately familiar with every nook and cranny.

He just glanced at them from afar. After Kang Weiya entered the elevator, Dong Jun respectfully pressed the floor button beside him, and he knew these people were going to the Technical Department.

"Okay, I understand. Hey, where's the boss The boss said yesterday that someone brought in an order, did anyone pack it up"

While tidying his clothes, Dong Shixiong questioned Chen Dalì.

This question really stumped Chen Dali: "What order Ah, I remember now, the boss said yesterday we had to sell half of the inventory, but it hasn't been sold yet."

What

When Dong Shixiong heard this news, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Everything else is fine, but the issue of Kang Weiya digging a wall for another team cannot be ignored.

The skilled professionals in the Technical Department are practically half of Southern Group's lifeblood.

Otherwise, how could Kang Weiya look down upon others and single out all her targets on the Technical Department

After mastering the core techniques of Southern Black Remainder, and with a large influx of capital, it would be possible to quickly rebuild a new company.

Many people in the technical department have already become quite restless these days.

People are in panic, the situation is severe.

It was precisely because of this situation that Old Zhou yesterday, during the meeting, had to bite the bullet and bring this matter up in front of the boss.

And the boss Anqiao's employee methods were also very direct.

This means that before the exhibition starts, the company needs to secure funding, recover sales, and complete the entire business chain. This will ensure that everyone is confident that Nanshan Group will not go bankrupt.

But it had been a whole night, and no one came to the company to pick up goods.

What can I do

All the members of the Technique Department were waiting there.

If no one comes to buy goods, people will only feel that the boss is deceiving them.

Just this one lie, would make many diligent people more determined to leave the Southern Group.

For a moment, Dong Shixiong thought of so many dangerous consequences, and he didn't even bother to reply to Chen Dali. He let go of the microphone in his hand, rushed out of the room and ran towards the technical department.

Chen Dalì was right, Kang Weiya's primary goal in coming to Nánfāng Group was the Jiàn Department.

"Well, have you decided yet"

Kanyia, with an air of arrogance, addressed the group of technicians led by Lao Zhou.

She was interested in the production technology of Southern Black Remainders, not in these people themselves. Of course, there was no need to be polite to them.

The entire room was very quiet.

Numerous technicians glared at Kang Weiya's posture, burning with anger inside, yet unable to utter a word.

I waited all night, but nothing miraculous happened.

Whether the boss casually lies to comfort everyone, or Lao Zhou fabricates military intelligence to prevent everyone from leaving, time has already presented the truth to everyone.

"I brought the contract, but you guys haven't sent anyone to say a word."

After a long silence, Kang Weiya, who was getting impatient, spoke again: "Well, I can see you guys seem to enjoy working here. Let me assure you, even after signing the new contract, you'll still be able to work here. So, is anyone going to make a choice yet"

Kang Weiya's words were like a needle piercing the hearts of these technicians.

Everyone works here, reluctant to leave. Is it because they are attached to this cold, impersonal building made of steel and concrete

Just kidding!

What people are reluctant to leave is the colleagues here.

I can't bear to part with the beautiful sales department girls that I see every day.

I hate leaving work every day. With just a casual call, I can gather a table full of security guard brothers to chat and drink together.

It's even harder to let go of the boss, who I've always considered family.

But how can I bear to part with him, everyone has to live.

Even the boss couldn't get the company running smoothly anymore, no matter how stubborn he was, a single steamed bun was more important.

Many technicians' faces turned grim.

Even a few little girls began to sob softly.

Lao Zhou, as someone who is not good at leading, couldn't bear this oppressive atmosphere anymore. He slowly turned to face everyone below him, wanting to say something that would tell everyone not to have any psychological burden and to make their choices based on their heart.

But —

"Wait!"

With a shout, Dong Shixiong gasped for breath and rushed in: "Lao Zhou, hold on for a moment. Everyone, listen to me. The boss promised that the company would be running before the exhibition starts. We still have an hour until the exhibition begins, everyone should be confident!"

Dong Shixiong deeply understands the importance of skilled personnel to a company.

So, whenever there was a promising opportunity, he would spare no effort to try every means possible to keep the numerous skilled technicians of the Southern Group.

"Well, well, is it worth waiting another hour"

A strange, guttural sound emanated from Kang Weiya's throat.

Just now, she was taking her first step toward success.

As a result of Dong Shixiong's sudden intervention, the foot she had taken to step forward retreated back.

Kanyavia wished she could have someone kill Dong Shixiong.

Last time I locked him up, how come I didn't drive him insane or even kill him

The successes and failures of most things can be attributed to this Dong Shixiong.

Kanyee's heart was filled with resentment, but this feeling soon began to fade.

She came here as a victor, and facing those failures, she always found it more entertaining to watch them struggle in their dying breaths.

"Alright, I'll give you an hour."

Kanyia didn't look at anyone, with a condescending expression, she said softly: "The exhibition will start at 9 o'clock, that is the last time for you to make a choice. If no one comes to sign the contract with me by then. Hmph, then you guys go eat dirt with Li Nanfang!"

Kaviya's voice reached everyone's ears.

Just now, the many technicians who were still feeling a complex mix of emotions, like someone drowning who finally struggles their head out of the water and breathes fresh air again, felt a sense of relief.

The problem is, unless we get back to shore, we will sooner or later fall back into the water.

All they need is someone to pull them out of this crucial moment.

So many people, Dong Shixiong can't handle it.

He could only keep up with Lin Kangwei.

"Mr. Kang, we still have work to do. If you don't have anything important to attend to, please come to the meeting room and wait for me."

Dong Shixiong spoke, stepping aside from the doorway to make room with a courteous gesture.

Kangle snorted and walked out, head held high.

She waited.

The ones who can't wait are the people from Nanshan Group.

Following in Dong Shixiong's footsteps, these individuals arrived at the conference room.

Dong Shixiong was still thinking, after settling down Kang Weiya, he would immediately call the boss.

As soon as I pushed open the conference room door, a strong smell of alcohol hit me.

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