Chapter 1800

Lao Tzu has the final say of Murong. He is quite a bit of a rascal. Anyway, no matter how you are getting on, Lao Tzu's boss has the final say.

Don't want to go, OK, anyway, I have your handle, as long as you are not afraid, you can try.

These people all know the meaning of Murong Mian. They are angry, angry and helpless.

They are all used to working in the company. They all take it for granted that the company should support them. They even feel that the company gives too little to them.

I thought this situation would continue.

But who could have thought that Murong Mian suddenly came out, and his attitude became so firm that he didn't give them any way back, and wanted to drive them out directly.

Everyone is cursing Murong Mian in his heart, hoping that he will be hit and killed by a car the next second he goes out.

"Murong Mian, when you do this, have you ever thought about what kind of harm it will do to the whole company? It's a good thing to be young and vigorous, but you always have to think about the consequences. This Murong family is not your own, it's all of us."

Murong Mian frowned, his expression was very interesting: "everyone's? But how do I feel, this is my own? My own things, I can do as I want. At the beginning, my father wanted you to have a share. It was his kindness, but I didn't have such kindness. If I gave money to a group of white eyed wolves, I might as well go to the street and give it to beggars. At least, people can say thank you to me, instead of taking all the money from my pocket. "

Those people look even worse.

Murong Mian waved his hand: "OK, don't talk nonsense in front of me. What good things you have done, whether in the company or in private, I have evidence here. If you want to raise your face, you should take things with you and leave. Don't wait for me to let people rush. You'd better take advantage of my good mood and get out of here, or you'll annoy me and nobody will want to It's a good end. "

Those present, who are willing to leave so disheartened, take so many years of money in vain, suddenly say no, that mood is like you killed his mother.

Finally, someone said, "have you ever thought about how the company will operate and how much loss it will bring to the company if you suddenly fire so many of our managers? Madam, you are also a person who knows the operation and management of the company. Do you just let him play around like this? He's a kid in his twenties. What does he know? "

Mrs. Murong gave a faint "Oh" and said, "I want to ask you a question. Have you ever been in charge of your post for so many years? The company's performance is all recorded. It's cool to be a shake off shopkeeper. "

"We don't do anything. Where does the company make money?"

Mrs. Murong looked him up and down: "I think you're thin, too. Don't you think people who smoke drugs will get thinner and thinner? But your face, why, is getting bigger and bigger? "

The man who spoke was really thin, with yellowing teeth, listless eyes, and protruding thin cheekbones. As soon as he saw it, he knew that he was a drug addict.

That person corner of the mouth twitches: "you talk nonsense, what evidence do you have?"

People around him bow their heads and look at him in surprise.

There is a connection between them. If Mrs. Murong reveals a person's handle, it can reveal them at any time. No one dares to speak for a moment.

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