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Chapter 3 Conflict in the Conference Room(1/2)

"Did the person come to me? Is there any problem?"

At this moment, a cold sound of fireworks that seemed to be indifferent to the world sounded.

Xiao Qingxue walked over in a black professional dress and high heels.

"Hello Mr. Xiao. Sorry Mr. Xiao, I don't know he is..."

When they saw Xiao Qingxue, the two security guards quickly lowered their heads and said respectfully.

One of them scolded Qi Yang and his body trembled even more.

"You don't need to go to work tomorrow." Xiao Qingxue pointed at the man and said.

Then he turned his head and glanced at Qi Yang.

"Follow me."

Qi Yang followed in awkwardly.

"No...Mr. Xiao, I know I'm wrong. Don't fire me."

The security guard was instantly scared and knelt down.

However, Xiao Qingxue didn't even look at him.

"Wife, it turns out that you are so protective of your shortcomings."

In the elevator, Qi Yang smiled foolishly.

Xiao Qingxue's pretty face, which had always been as cold as ice, suddenly flushed up, and she turned around and glared at Qi Yang fiercely: "Shut up, don't forget what I said yesterday."

Qi Yang nodded quickly.

"I have read your information and have worked in advertising planning before. If you have trouble, go to the advertising department. You don't have to do anything. You can go to the 16th floor after the meeting."

Qi Yang was about to nod, but his eyes suddenly widened.

Meeting?

What's the meaning?

...

The top floor of Longcheng Group, the vice president's office.

"Brother Xu, you must help me this time." Xiao Bai said to the man sitting on the office chair with a flattering look on his face.

"Hehe Xiao Bai, don't you even let your cousin go?" The man said playfully while pounding the handrail.

A trace of resentment flashed in Xiao Bai's eyes.

"I'm not willing to give up. Why can she, Xiao Qingxue and her daughter, be the president of Longcheng Group? I'm obviously the eldest son of the family."

Xiao Bai, the eldest son of the Xiao family, is also Xiao Qingxue's cousin.

The man in the seat smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you, but I want you to double the conditions you mentioned before."

Xiao Bai's body trembled, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

...

When Qi Yang saw the room with the words "conference room" hanging, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Longcheng Group is really big, and it is so difficult for him to find a room.

"What did I say to let me go first, really."

Qi Yang couldn't help but complain about Xiao Qingxue in his heart.

"Hey, who are you? You can enter here too?"

As soon as he walked into the conference room, Qi Yang was stopped by a woman who had unknown layers of paint on her face.

Qi Yang frowned slightly.

"Sorry, I'm here to have a meeting."

"Just you? You deserve it?" The woman was arrogant and full of disdain.

"Then why do they do it?"

Qi Yang looked around and the long conference table was almost full in a week.

But at this moment, all these people looked at Qi Yang like an idiot.

"Brother, are you tired of cleaning the toilet, so come in and rest?" Another mocked.

Suddenly, the entire conference room burst into laughter and pointed at Qi Yang.

Qi Yang's face became gloomy.

If he had encountered this situation yesterday, he would have left immediately without saying a word.

But now he has inherited the inheritance, even the entire Longcheng Group can buy it immediately.

These people are not qualified.

"Okay, get out of here, be there else." The woman said sarcastically.

Qi Yang took a deep breath and was about to retreat.

It’s not that he was afraid, but he just agreed that Xiao Qingxue could not expose their relationship in the company, so now he doesn’t want to embarrass Xiao Qingxue.

"Tsk, that's a waste."

The woman watched Qi Yang retreat, and her eyes were even more contemptuous.

"I brought people? Are there any problems?"

Just as Qi Yang was about to walk out of the conference room, Xiao Qingxue came in from the gate on the other side and shouted faintly.

"Mr. Xiao!" Everyone looked over.

"Just sit there." Xiao Qingxue pointed to the position at the edge.

Qi Yang had no objection to sitting there. If Xiao Qingxue had not asked him to come, he would not have wanted to enter this place.

"Mr. Xiao, isn't this suitable?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a gold chain leaned against the back of the chair, and the old god said.

"Xu Da, what do you mean?"

Xiao Qingxue's eyes suddenly became cold.

"Would Mr. Xiao just bring someone to attend our highest-level meeting? Wouldn't it be too hasty?"

Xu Da's expression also began to become unkind.

"Are you questioning my decision?"

Xiao Qingxue refused to let him go.

"hehe."

Xu Da sneered.

"I don't dare, but Mr. Xiao is too young after all, and he still doesn't understand the sins in some shopping malls."

Xiao Qingxue frowned, always feeling that Xu Da is a little different today.

During the entire meeting, Qi Yang looked bored.

There is no way, he doesn't understand anything, just like listening to heavenly books.

"Mr. Xiao, if the project of Jinlong Group continues to be dragged down, the situation of the group will get worse and worse."

"Okay, I get it."

Xiao Qingxue rubbed her temples in a sleepy state.

Recently, there has been a problem with the capital chain of Longcheng Group, and even the basic daily operation has not been supported. Therefore, this project of Jinlong Group is a life-saving straw. If you are not careful, the entire Longcheng may be in a state of doom.

This is what Xiao Qingxue has a headache.

"Mr. Xiao, as long as you agree to Mr. Jin's request, will the cooperation be handled in minutes?"

Xu Da looked confident in his grasp.

"You dream."

Xiao Qingxue gritted her teeth and glared at Xu Da.

The people under the seat dared not speak, and the entire conference room was in tension.

Qi Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at everything.

It seems that Xiao Qingxue's control over Longcheng Group is not very reliable.

Qi Yang could see that Xu Da was looking for trouble for nothing.

Crack.

Just when the atmosphere was almost at freezing point, the door of the conference room was opened again.
To be continued...
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