Chapter 42: I am not good at

"Do you look at how old he is, seventeen, or eighteen? Mao is not yet long."

"You also have to understand the loneliness of the widow himself."

"I don't mean you, Zeng Zong, if you really want to play, you can go out and find a duck. If it spreads, it will affect the reputation of our family."

There was a singer and a singer in the past.

"You guys and old guys put me in the mouth to clean up." I looked at the three people with a soft look.

"Is our mouth clean, or is it a good behavior check?"

"Okay, you have this ability." Zeng Ru looked at Zeng Jiawu, and then threw the documents on the table into everyone's hands: "Let's take a look."

Everyone opened their files and looked at the five old men. This is evidence of five old smugglings. There are also some illegal things that the five old people have done in the past few years. They are even stronger than ten. A four-year-old girl, and killing a dead body.

A series of criminal evidence is listed.

"Zeng Rou, your blood is spurting." Zeng Jia boss filed on the table, looking at Zeng Rou with anger.

"Yes? I am not a **** blower. You will soon know. I think the court's subpoena will come to you today, and the latest witness will come to the court the day after tomorrow. You can go to the judge to argue. "Zeng Rou looked coldly at Zeng Jiawu."

"Five old, I hope that you can give us an explanation." Those foreign shareholder shareholders all look at the Zengjia five old, even the children who had only 4% of the shares of Zengjia are weirdly watching them five.

"You can believe this ridiculous lie? It's all faked by her." Zeng's boss hurriedly defended.

"Yes, she used to think about keeping a small white face, and brought a small white face to the conference room. This kind of person is not worthy of our belief." Zeng Jiaji said immediately.

"Maybe this little white face hijacked our Zeng, let her do this." Zeng Jia, the oldest three, has always been the most insidious one. Hearing him, the other old people of Zeng’s family are all looking good. .

"Little white face, your hand must have a secret that has always been ulterior, such as evidence of crime, or something like ****." Zeng Jia's third child transferred the gunfire to the summer, he understood Zengrou In the hearts of everyone, the status is very high. Now, it is obviously unfavorable for them to take out the evidence. It is impossible to defeat Zengrou from the front.

So he intends to enter from the summer body, so that everyone believes that the character of Zeng Rou has been lost.

"How many of your old guys have this ability? The dog jumped to the wall?" Zeng soft looked at the elders.

"That little white face, you have the ability to talk, how dare you dare to admit it? You want to marry Zeng Rou, want to mess up our Zeng Group." Zeng Jia continued to say to the summer.

"All that I have done has nothing to do with him. If you have the ability, you will come to me." Zengrou looked at Zengjia Wu Lao.

"Come to you?" Zeng’s oldest yin and evil smile: "Well, we are going to impeach you now. You are no longer qualified to continue to serve as the ceo of the Zeng Group, so you must step down and the stock in your hands is One millionth of a price is sold to us."

This is the real purpose of the old five.

They want a stake in Zengrou.

"One percent of the shares are one million!!" When everyone heard this price, everyone was a glimpse of the wealth of the Zeng Group, which is simply the price of cabbage.

"You are really kind, but after you are arrested, I will not give you your shares. I will distribute your shares equally to talented people in the family." Compared with the practice of the old five, Zeng Rou These people are more satisfied with the presence.

Zeng Jiawu is going to annex Zengrou’s wealth, but Zengrou is going to divide their shares.

"You." Zeng's five old masters shot on the table, looking at Zengrou with anger.

"Hey, have you had enough trouble?" Suddenly sitting in the summer around Zeng Roo suddenly said.

"What are you doing, there is no part of you talking here." Zeng’s boss yelled at the summer.

"Is it necessary to solve these five old guys, there will be no trouble?" asked Zengrou in the summer.

"Summer, don't be impulsive, there are still two days, these old guys are finished." Zeng Ruo knows that the summer is amazing, but she does not want to trouble herself for her in the summer.

"I have been unable to wait for two days. I believe that as long as the client is dead, the quicksand will not go to the dead." In the summer, he stood up and then walked to the Zeng family.

"Summer, don't be impulsive." Zeng said in a hurry.

"Little white face, what are you doing?" Zeng Jiawu was watching the summer with vigilance, because the five of them had just heard the words of quicksand from the mouth of the summer, and those who knew the quicksand would never be ordinary people.

"Zeng Rou, I know, he must be the killer you invited, you want to kill people." Zeng Jiasheng hurriedly shouted, he shouted, the other people in the conference room were all watching the summer with vigilance.

Snapped!

A crisp applause: "You have more words."

"Do you dare to beat me?" Zeng’s third child glared at his face and said with anger.

Snapped!

"I will hit you, how about?" He gave him a slap in the summer.

"you……"

Snapped!

"What are you?"

"I……"

Snapped!

"What am I?"

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

A series of slaps of slaps spread throughout the conference room. The rest of the people in the conference room had already seen it. The people in the room just looked down on him and thought that he was a little white face, but he did not expect him to be so violent.

The third generation of Zeng’s family has always been the most haunted one. They would rather go to the temperament of Zeng’s boss, and they are not willing to provoke this savage third.

However, at this time, the face of Zeng’s third child was actually turned into a pig's head.

"Don't fight, don't... fight." Zeng Jia's third child has been unable to speak.

Snapped!

"You let me not fight, I won't fight, that's no face." Summer is a slap in the face, no one dares to step forward.

"Hit me, hit...I." Zeng Laosan hurriedly shouted.

Snapped!

"This kind of request will satisfy you once." Summer is a slap in the face, directly knocking down the oldest family.

"Who?" In the summer, I turned my eyes to other old people.

The rest of the old people saw the summer eyes when they were cold, and all of them started to retreat involuntarily. For them, summer is like a god.

Hey! !

The door of the conference room was ringed.