Chapter 197 Are you in such a hurry to send money
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Feng Qing Yang
Chapter 197 Are you in such a hurry to send money
Immediately, the screen of Yang Ling's interview that day appeared on the TV.
Everyone in the square burst into laughter. This interview video has been compiled into a joke by various masters, and Yang Ling has become one of the Internet celebrities of the year.
Now the atmosphere suddenly became lively, and everyone was waiting to see how many points Yang Ling, the pretender, could get in the test.
Many people have started to record videos, it seems that a new round of ghost and animal storm is coming.
In the conference room, Liu Muhan gently rubbed the center of his brows, feeling that he had a headache and his eyelids were twitching.
The funny person on TV is her husband, which makes her feel a little ashamed.
All the directors looked at Yang Ling leisurely. Wang Dong, one of the three major shareholders, laughed and said, "Xiao Yang, why are you bothering?"
"Isn't it okay to keep this one billion and slowly melt it down? Why are you pretending to be forceful?"
"Scores will come out in a while, my brother will book a few boxes at night, let you change your mood and have fun, hahahaha!"
Everyone laughed, and the shareholders who had bet with Yang Ling just now laughed even more. One of them said loudly, "Where is Han Yaqin, is the contract ready?"
Han Yaqin worked very efficiently, and quickly finished it, and handed it to Yang Ling with a wry smile.
She whispered: "Yang...Dong, the contract will not take effect if you don't sign it, should you think about it again?"
Before he finished speaking, the contract in his hand was snatched by the bearded middle-aged man. After browsing it roughly, he signed his name with a few strokes.
Yang Ling smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Zhang, are you in such a hurry to send money?"
While handing over the contract to another director beside him, Mr. Zhang sneered and said, "What are you still pretending to do when you are about to die?"
Seeing that the other people had signed, Zhang Dong slapped the contract in front of Yang Ling with a bang, and said coldly, "Men should be responsible for what they say."
"Dong Yang, you won't refuse to sign, will you?"
Yang Ling smiled faintly: "If I sign this word, this contract will take effect."
"You bet all your wealth with me, you really don't regret it?"
Everyone laughed loudly, Zhang Dong sneered and said, "You can earn one billion with just one signature, do you think I will regret it?"
"Stop talking nonsense, sign it!"
Everyone in the arena was staring at Yang Ling. Liu Muhan unconsciously held Yang Ling's hand. Her hand trembled slightly, and she could see that she was very nervous.
Director Li Dong sneered and said, "Liu Dong, isn't it too late to regret now?"
Yang Ling patted Liu Muhan's hand lightly, and signed his name under her wry smile.
"Ding, you fulfilled Zhang Dong and others' wish for you to sign, and the wish value is +1."
"Ding, you have crushed Liu Muhan and Han Yaqin's wish that you don't want to sign, attribute point +1."
After handing the contract to Han Yaqin who also had a wry smile on his face, Yang Ling said lightly: "Since they have all been signed, everyone should put their shares in the company's confidential account first. If anyone loses, they don't have to go so far." The procedure is over, just leave the meeting room."
After signing this contract, it already has legal effect, and it is the same whether the shares are submitted or not.
Zhang Dong and others decided on Yang Ling and transferred the shares on the spot, and Yang Ling also transferred the shares to the company's first-level confidential account.
For a while, the whole conference room fell silent, only Luo Shan on the TV was still chattering.
(End of this chapter)
Immediately, the screen of Yang Ling's interview that day appeared on the TV.
Everyone in the square burst into laughter. This interview video has been compiled into a joke by various masters, and Yang Ling has become one of the Internet celebrities of the year.
Now the atmosphere suddenly became lively, and everyone was waiting to see how many points Yang Ling, the pretender, could get in the test.
Many people have started to record videos, it seems that a new round of ghost and animal storm is coming.
In the conference room, Liu Muhan gently rubbed the center of his brows, feeling that he had a headache and his eyelids were twitching.
The funny person on TV is her husband, which makes her feel a little ashamed.
All the directors looked at Yang Ling leisurely. Wang Dong, one of the three major shareholders, laughed and said, "Xiao Yang, why are you bothering?"
"Isn't it okay to keep this one billion and slowly melt it down? Why are you pretending to be forceful?"
"Scores will come out in a while, my brother will book a few boxes at night, let you change your mood and have fun, hahahaha!"
Everyone laughed, and the shareholders who had bet with Yang Ling just now laughed even more. One of them said loudly, "Where is Han Yaqin, is the contract ready?"
Han Yaqin worked very efficiently, and quickly finished it, and handed it to Yang Ling with a wry smile.
She whispered: "Yang...Dong, the contract will not take effect if you don't sign it, should you think about it again?"
Before he finished speaking, the contract in his hand was snatched by the bearded middle-aged man. After browsing it roughly, he signed his name with a few strokes.
Yang Ling smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Zhang, are you in such a hurry to send money?"
While handing over the contract to another director beside him, Mr. Zhang sneered and said, "What are you still pretending to do when you are about to die?"
Seeing that the other people had signed, Zhang Dong slapped the contract in front of Yang Ling with a bang, and said coldly, "Men should be responsible for what they say."
"Dong Yang, you won't refuse to sign, will you?"
Yang Ling smiled faintly: "If I sign this word, this contract will take effect."
"You bet all your wealth with me, you really don't regret it?"
Everyone laughed loudly, Zhang Dong sneered and said, "You can earn one billion with just one signature, do you think I will regret it?"
"Stop talking nonsense, sign it!"
Everyone in the arena was staring at Yang Ling. Liu Muhan unconsciously held Yang Ling's hand. Her hand trembled slightly, and she could see that she was very nervous.
Director Li Dong sneered and said, "Liu Dong, isn't it too late to regret now?"
Yang Ling patted Liu Muhan's hand lightly, and signed his name under her wry smile.
"Ding, you fulfilled Zhang Dong and others' wish for you to sign, and the wish value is +1."
"Ding, you have crushed Liu Muhan and Han Yaqin's wish that you don't want to sign, attribute point +1."
After handing the contract to Han Yaqin who also had a wry smile on his face, Yang Ling said lightly: "Since they have all been signed, everyone should put their shares in the company's confidential account first. If anyone loses, they don't have to go so far." The procedure is over, just leave the meeting room."
After signing this contract, it already has legal effect, and it is the same whether the shares are submitted or not.
Zhang Dong and others decided on Yang Ling and transferred the shares on the spot, and Yang Ling also transferred the shares to the company's first-level confidential account.
For a while, the whole conference room fell silent, only Luo Shan on the TV was still chattering.
(End of this chapter)
