"I traded a piece of trash that I had thrown into the garbage dump for one million. This is the most successful business I have ever done."
"Who are you calling trash?" Wang Zhiyao didn't dare to speak at this time, but Su Qiao's words were too insulting.
Su Qiao glanced at him with disdain, pretending not to hear what he said, and chose to ignore it completely.
"Ms. Cen, there is no personal grudge between us. The reason I did this is just because you damaged my interests as a shareholder. That's all. Don't think too much about it, and don't think too highly of yourself."
"As for garbage, don't even think about it."
After being insulted again and again, Wang Zhiyao couldn't stand it anymore and stood up: "Su Qiao! Do you have to be so excessive?"
Su Qiao finally gave him a look and said, "I'm sorry if your path to a gigolo is cut off because of me, but you can find another one. You're already a skilled worker in this field anyway."
"you… ?"
Wang Zhiyao pointed at her and was so angry that he was speechless.
Cen Mohan glanced at the male assistant behind him.
The male assistant immediately understood and walked to the door and called two bodyguards.
"BOSS."
Cen Mohan pointed in the direction of Wang Zhiyao and uttered three words coldly, "Throw it out."
"yes."
Two bodyguards in black immediately stepped forward, one on each side lifted Wang Zhiyao up and walked out.
"Cen Yue... Cen Yue..."
"Don't pull me, I can walk by myself, I can walk by myself."
Wang Zhiyao didn't expect that the man would have someone throw him out without saying a word. He was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
He instinctively asked Cen Yue for help. However, Cen Yue was already busy taking care of herself at this moment, so how could she care about him
"Mohan, since you and I are relatives, can you show some mercy this time?"
Cen Yue clenched her fists and tried her best to calm herself down.
"Don't worry, I will return the money to the company as soon as possible, and I will resign from Xingyu."
Cen Mohan glanced at the shareholders and said, "Ask them if they agree."
None of the shareholders dared to speak.
In principle, Cen Yue's behavior harmed the company's interests as well as their interests, and it is absolutely impossible to forgive her easily.
But from another point of view, Cen Mohan and Cen Yue are cousins. As long as Cen Mohan, the largest shareholder who holds 68% of the company's shares, does not care about his own loss of interests, they will not have any major objections.
After all, Cen Yue had already agreed to pay the money.
Besides, they all had some leverage over them, big or small, in Cen Mohan's hands, so they didn't dare to express their opinions casually.
If they were thinking of letting Cen Yue off the hook, then wouldn't their flattery be like patting the horse's back
"Mohan, do you have to be so heartless? No matter what, I am still your cousin. Don't you really have any feelings for me?"
He owns 68% of the company's shares, and he is the biggest victim. In addition, as the head of the Cen family, at this time, as long as he nods, the shareholders will have to give him some face.
But now he is passing the buck to those shareholders. Isn't it clear that he is unwilling to let her go
Cen Mohan leaned back in his chair, tapping the tabletop lightly with his fingertips, his expression cold: "What kind of relationship do you have with me?"
"If I hadn't come back this time, I wouldn't even know who you are, whether you are round or flat. Don't tell me about affection. I believe you have heard about what kind of person I am."