He lowered his face in confusion and glanced over. His face, which had just returned to normal, turned livid again - the cleaning lady's throwing and pushing just now had splashed dirty water on half of his pants, and the same was true for his shoes. It has almost dried and turned into a small gray-black mud spot.
Just to look good, he also chose a light gray summer suit, and the mud spots were particularly obvious.
These white-collar office workers are all neat and tidy. I have never seen this kind of figure in this building. I couldn't tell who he was just by looking at his background, so I couldn't help but laugh at him.
Turning around suddenly, Chen Ziming looked angrily at the girls who were still discussing in low voices.
"Which department are you from?"
Seeing his face, several people's faces changed color.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you. I didn't expect you to be so sloppy..." The young white-collar worker apologized hurriedly. When he realized that he had said the wrong thing, he hurriedly changed his words, "No, I didn't expect you." So... casual, yes, casual!"
Several other white-collar workers also said repeatedly.
Chen Ziming was having a seizure, and a sarcastic male voice came from behind, "Who is this? Look like this, it looks like you just climbed up from the sewer!"
Hearing that it was the director of the engineering department who he disliked the most, Chen Ziming was too lazy to pay attention to these young white-collar workers. He turned around and walked to the directors who went upstairs together. He raised his face and pointed at the tip of the director of the engineering department's nose. A string of cold words squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Listen carefully to me. In less than two hours, I will make you surrender to me!"
"Okay!" The director of the engineering department raised his lips, "Then I want to see how capable you are to make me, a director, surrender to you!"
Behind him, several heads of other departments also looked at Chen Ziming with expressions of laughter.
In their eyes, Chen Ziming had already been defeated by Mu Tianye, and they did not know what he was doing secretly, so they would not take him seriously.
"Hmph!" Chen Ziming's eyes swept over everyone present one by one, "Just wait!"
He raised his hand and pushed away the engineering director in front of him, and strode towards the conference room.
Several people looked at each other and followed them with smiles.
In the conference room, several old directors were already present - of course, they did not hear Chen Ziming's order, but Mu Tianye had secretly notified them before, asking them to stay in City A for the past few days, so they could be called upon by Chen Ziming temporarily. All present on the table.
Chen Ziming watched everyone take their seats. He stood aside and raised his lips with satisfaction.
Sure enough, there are many of them, and now Mu Tianye is missing.
His eyes fell on the chair with the highest backrest and the most comfortable in the entire office. Chen Ziming's eyes were like a prince staring at the dragon chair.
After a while, the lawyer arrived and he could sit on this chair in front of Mu Tianye. It was really satisfying to think about it.
There were sounds of footsteps outside the door, and the lawyer walked in carrying a briefcase.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."
"It doesn't matter." Chen Ziming asked unusually, "Isn't President Mu here yet?"
The lawyer nodded, put his bag on the table, took out the documents and prepared them. Everyone else had already taken their seats, but Chen Ziming was still looking at the chair.
Several shareholders, you look at me and I look at you, they are all a little confused.
How good is this Chen Ziming in singing