Qiao Ansheng's lips bent slightly, her eyes flashed with self-confidence, her body tilted back a little, and a section of her neck protruding from the collar of the sweater was white and soft.

She looked calm in the eyes of opposition, covetousness or doubt around her.

"Rongsheng is an old cosmetics company. The company has a very large number of loyal customers. We can create the consumer demand of these loyal customers and stimulate their purchase desire. In this way, we can also solve part of Rongsheng's debt..."

After a short silence, the mood of several shareholders sitting around the conference table suddenly boiled. The shareholder who had been opposing suddenly changed color and immediately interrupted with dissatisfaction: "what, what? I beg your pardon? Manufacturing consumer demand? How is this possible? How can demand be made? You, you girl! It's just talking nonsense... "

The shareholder pointed to Qiao Ansheng with his fingers across the air. Fortunately, he was far away. Otherwise, I'm afraid his saliva at the moment would spray on Qiao Ansheng's face.

Other people, except Xue Jinghong, also whispered and talked one after another.

Qiao Ansheng looked at the shareholders with different expressions. His eyes twinkled, but it was soon replaced by another firm light.

These old people, all their life, have been stepping on their feet conscientiously, walking up one footprint, and are unwilling to take any risk.

Qiao Ansheng does not deny that such behavior is much safer.

But it is also dragging down Qiao.

She doesn't want to let Qiao continue to swallow so gently. Now there is an opportunity in front of her. She believes that Qiao can step into a higher ranks through Rongsheng.

"No, no! The risk is too great. I absolutely disagree! "

The shareholder shook his head and refused.

Qiao Ansheng ignored him, just raised the documents on the table and shook them to Xue Jinghong.

"Uncle Xue, I have listed the detailed plan and risk in the document. You can see that the risk belongs to the general medium level. Even among those venture capitalists, it is not worth mentioning..."

She put down the document, handed it in her hand again and pressed it on the document. Her voice was not high, but it was very stable.

"The risk is not high, but we can have a high rate of return. Why don't we seize this opportunity?"

The shareholder who had been questioning finally couldn't help patting the table and stood up. The person sitting next to him seemed to want to hold him and persuade him to calm down, but he was thrown away by the shareholder.

"You know the risk of shit! You little girl! We didn't come here today to listen to your nonsense. We're all looking at Lao Xue and your mother's face! "

The shareholder shouted, "do you really think you can give directions if you know something trivial? I tell you, it's still early! You've broken the news about today! I won't agree! "

He cursed and pulled his tie. Some chubby body was forcibly stuffed into the suit. Because the suit was close to him, he was full of anger at the moment.

So the suit burst with him.

Qiao Ansheng was roared by him. It seemed that she was a little confused. She blinked. The apricot eyes were full of water and rippling with blue waves. She looked at Zhao Zhen and was sorry.

"Ah, I'm sorry, uncle Zhao, don't be angry. I've finished what I should say. Since you don't want to buy and take risks, it's better..."

Qiao Ansheng raised his eyes slightly, looked at Zhao Zhen who was angry there, and immediately smiled: "Uncle Zhao, you sell all the shares you have now."

She said, glancing at the remaining shareholders who obviously didn't want to agree to the acquisition plan, meaning: "others can also consider it."

Qiao Ansheng's words, like a pot of hot oil, poured into the cold water, and the atmosphere of the whole conference room was about to explode.

Zhao Zhen almost changed his color: "you, what do you mean?"

Qiao Ansheng smiled. His eyes were like a clear spring. He looked at the already anxious shareholders calmly and contentedly. His voice said calmly: "it's meaningless. Since you don't want me to buy Rongsheng, you're afraid that Qiao's will be implicated. It's better to sell all Qiao's shares now."

The last three words, vaguely extra hard.

In a few words, the whole conference room was quiet for a moment, and then the pot exploded again.

Zhao Zhen's pupils twitched in his eyes. His face was filled with anger. His expression was very wonderful. He punched on the conference table with a thud.

Xue Jinghong frowned and forbeared. He still opened his mouth and advised, "Lao Zhao..."

Zhao Zhen turned his head and aimed his anger at Xue Jinghong. He interrupted Xue Jinghong's words.

"Mr. Xue, look for yourself. Are you confused about what the girl said? Advise me! It's no use persuading me. Persuade her! "

Zhao Zhen's fingers trembled and pointed to Qiao Ansheng, hating that iron is not steel: "I said she shouldn't take over Qiao! No one listens to me! All right now? Qiao Shi is afraid that it will be destroyed! "

Xue Jinghong was angry and his face was complicated. He looked up at Qiao Ansheng.

"Mr. Qiao, do you really have to buy Rongsheng? If we buy Rongsheng, we may not be able to successfully swallow it. Being ambitious is a good thing, but if we are too ambitious, it will hurt ourselves... "

Qiao Ansheng sat in the front, her skin was white and her look was indifferent.

In the autumn season, her clothes are still slightly thin. The latest high setting wool cardigan in autumn and winter is lined with white clothes. Her hands on the table are thin, with a faint cold white.

"Yes, I must buy it."

Her voice was not high, but she was firm and powerful. Her eyes swept one by one from the faces of those shareholders at the bottom: "so if you are afraid that Qiao will become a mess, get ready as soon as possible."

Zhao Zhen pressed his hand on the table and angrily scolded, "it's easy for you to say! Where to sell now! Who will buy it! "

Qiao Ansheng lips slightly curved: "you can sell it to me."

Zhao Zhenmeng stopped.

Qiao Ansheng looked at him in his spare time, word by word, very clearly and slowly said, "you are the old people in the company. I won't treat you badly."

She waved to Lin Wenchang behind her. Seeing this, Lin Wenchang hurried forward, bowed his head and nodded: "President Qiao?"

"Help me draw up several equity transfer contracts."

Lin Wenchang nodded and heard Qiao Ansheng's voice ring again in the conference room: "according to twice the current equity price of Qiao, is this price fair enough for you? Huh? "