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616 The old man dropped out of nowhere
Just as Liancheng Yazhi had expected, the old master’s plane finally arrived in the capital at about 11 A. M. The next day.
The first thing old master Liancheng did when he returned to China was not to visit his ‘heartbroken’ and ‘heartbroken’ son. Instead, he went to the company.
It was 11:30 A. M. When they arrived at the L & C group building. There was still half an hour before they got off work, so Grandpa Liancheng went in for a surprise inspection.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, he was stopped at the front desk.
“sir, who are you looking for?” the receptionist asked.
Lian Chengbo was holding a walking stick used by the elderly. He slammed the walking stick on the front desk and scolded, ” “You don’t even know me. I really don’t know how you were recruited.”
the girls at the front desk looked at each other. who knows who you are?
The old man’s aura was very powerful between the two of them, and his clothes were also very valuable. He didn’t dare to be too negligent and asked, ” “May I know if you are Yingluo?”
Old master Liancheng roared out three words in anger, ” “Liancheng Bo, Zhenzhen”
The surname Lian Cheng was not common, especially since Yingluo had the same surname as their Big Boss. Hence, brother Lian was afraid and asked carefully, ” Liancheng ran ran, may I ask what’s your relationship with the president? ”
“I’m his father!” When he shouted this, old master Liancheng’s aura was definitely like that of a ‘retired emperor’. He really had quite the style.
The two girls at the front desk quickly stood up, their faces pale with fear. I’m sorry, old Mr. Liancheng. I’m sorry, Yingluo. We didn’t know, Yingluo.
Hmph, Hmph, Hmph. old master Liancheng snorted and turned to enter the elevator.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOld master Liancheng’s personal secretaries, a man and a woman, followed behind him. They looked to be in their thirties and were very capable. If Lian Chengbo did not call them, they would not say a word. They did not have any extra expressions on their faces and their eyes were sharp. They looked like old master Liancheng’s two bodyguards.
old master liancheng was afraid that liancheng yazhi would play tricks with him, so he looked up from the first floor, floor by floor, all the way to the secretary room.
In every department, every employee’s face was filled with uneasiness and fear. Their work was full of flaws. They had to go back and forth several times to print a document before they could succeed. No one cleaned up the garbage on the ground. There was an ‘we’re about to disband’ atmosphere everywhere.
Even the executives of some departments looked very tired and didn’t want to say a word.
Seeing this situation, old master Liancheng was secretly happy, but the solemn expression on his face was getting uglier and uglier.
finally, he went to the secretary’s office and saw secretary zhou. at that time, secretary zhou was scolding a department manager who was in charge of planning. before he could finish scolding, he turned around and saw old master liancheng looking behind him with a gloomy face.
Secretary Zhou was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and waved the man away. As he had prepared in advance, Secretary Zhou did not panic. He calmly tidied up his clothes and walked to master Liancheng. He respectfully called out, ” “The old man asked you to come. Why are you here? why didn’t you tell me? i could’ve gone to pick you up.”
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I’m sorry, but it’s too late, because three of my old books have already been blocked. I want to practice my writing, but I don’t have much to do.