Chapter 21: Playing Rogue
"You said that if you went to that dinner, you would return my mother's belongings to me!" Gu Fei repeated what he said last night.
"Did I say that? Who heard me?" Gu Cheng was just being rude and was not going to give it to her.
Gu Fei was grinding her teeth in anger, she never expected that this scumbag father would really push her shamelessness and maliciousness to a new level.
The driver stood behind Gu Fei and looked at the father and daughter. If one didn't know better, he would think they were enemies. However, the situation of the two was no different from that of an enemy.
Father and daughter are like enemies every day, I don’t know if they are tired or not. But Gu Cheng is not a good person either. It is obvious that he is not a good person because he can make his daughter do such a thing for the sake of profit.
Maybe she was the one who forced Miss Gu's mother to death because of that mistress.
What the driver was thinking in his mind was close to his true thoughts.
Gu Fei only regretted that he was too young. He should have taken out his cell phone to record the transaction with such a lazy guy.
"You must listen to your father, Xiao Gu. Otherwise, if your father gets unhappy and sells the bracelet one day, you will never be able to get it back." Gu Cheng said proudly.
The driver looked at his ugly face and lowered his head and asked softly, "Madam, do you want me to teach him a lesson?"
Gu Fei thought for a moment and then nodded softly. Just give him a lesson. Anyway, Mr. Song will take care of it.
Master Song can solve any problem. By the way, I need to give Master Song a call and tell him.
She felt her pocket and then her bag, but there was no cell phone in there. Then she remembered that her cell phone was broken by Song Ting and she had no time to buy a new one.
The driver walked up to Gu Cheng, grabbed his collar and lifted him up, looking at him fiercely. Gu Cheng was just a paper tiger who bullied the weak and feared the strong. He felt scared when he saw the big guy like the driver.
He grabbed the driver's hand and said coquettishly, "We can talk it over if we have something to say. Using physical force will only hurt feelings."
"You said so, right? If you have any complaints against me, you can tell me. There is no need to take action."
The driver ignored him and punched him in the face three or four times in a row. Gu Cheng looked like a pig's head, with bleeding nose and mouth. He looked very miserable.
The driver let go of him when he had enough, wiped his bloody hand with a tissue, walked back behind Gu Fei and continued to stand.
Gu Feixuan crossed his legs, propped up his chin, looked at him with some pride and said, "Give me my mother's bracelet."
"No!" Gu Cheng climbed up and covered his face with his hands. He looked at Gu Fei with a ferocious look. He took out some paper and wiped the blood. "I will sell the broken bracelet tomorrow and make some money for investment."
"You dare!" Gu Fei shouted loudly.
"Do you think I would dare to do that? You actually encouraged people to hit me. This is outrageous!" Gu Cheng yelled, grimacing because he pulled the corner of his mouth so hard that it hurt.
Song Tingxuan sat in the first seat and listened to the quarrels of the people below and found it very boring, especially those old guys with old-fashioned ideas. Whenever they came up with some new ideas, they would be refuted and told that such ideas would only lead to losses.
Things are different now. Every company is working hard to research new products. If we continue to use the previous solutions, it will definitely not work.
"No, your plan is too risky. Are you so sure you can make money?" Mr. Liang refuted directly, knocking on the table.
"I agree with what Mr. Liang said. We should develop steadily now and not make such a mess."
"If we continue to develop according to what you said, the company will not make any profit!" The young planning director was unhappy. This plan was made by their team in three months. It would be unpleasant for anyone to be rejected with just one word saying there was a risk.
"This is a plan that can revive the company, Mr. Song. I think we need to give it a try." The planning director looked at Song Tingxuan.
Now everyone looked at him, but Song Tingxuan ignored them and started scribbling on the plan in front of him with a black pen. After nearly three minutes, he finally put the pen down and looked at everyone with his hands crossed.
"I've read the plan, it's really good."
His words made the planning director more confident. This was planned by their team and must be feasible.
"Some places are not so good." Song Tingxuan put the plan next to the projector and projected it. He pointed to the area he circled and said, "Here, we should increase it by 10%. Only in this way can we attract more buyers."
"Here, we should change the fabric to chiffon. It's light and flowing and more suitable for this skirt."
Song Tingxuan pointed out several inappropriate places one after another. The planning director was already listening carefully on the side. It was the greatest luck for her team to have President Song’s personal guidance.
"This summer fashion show adopted this solution."
After hearing this, the old men were dissatisfied. They wanted to follow the traditional rules. The clothes designs did not meet the standards, and they were still showing them on the beach. How could this be successful?
"No, I don't agree!"
"I think everyone has witnessed the contributions you three have made to the company. You must be tired of making contributions to the company. I will allow you three to retire early so that you can go home early and enjoy family happiness with your children." Song Tingxuan has tolerated them for a long time. Every time his subordinates proposed a plan, they would directly reject it without even looking at it.
After these words were spoken, the three of them didn't dare to say a word. They were really afraid that Song Tingxuan would do what he said and make them leave the company early.
"What do you think of my idea?" Song Tingxuan looked at the three of them.
"Haha, Mr. Song, you are joking, right?" Old Su yawned and tried to smooth things over.
"Do you think I'm joking?" Song Tingxuan narrowed his eyes. Song Tingxuan was in danger at this moment. No one dared to speak, for fear that they would be the next one.
"hehe."
Song Tingxuan glanced at them, stood up and walked out of the meeting room. The secretary said to them, "The meeting is adjourned," and then started to pack up.
Song Tingxuan returned to his office and tugged at his tie impatiently. The phone in his pocket started ringing. He stood up and said impatiently, "What's the matter?"
"Boss Song, something happened at the construction site."
Song Tingxuan frowned, "What's the matter?"
Song Ting frowned even more after hearing what the other party said, "I know."
The secretary came in with the documents and put them on the table, about to leave when she was stopped. "I'll leave the matter here to you first. Ask Director Chen to revise her plan and give it to me in a few days."
"Mr. Song, are you going out?" asked the secretary.
"Well, there are some things going on at the construction site that I need to sort out."
Song Tingxuan had just gotten into the car when his phone rang. He took it out and answered it. "Master Song, Madam was bullied by Gu Cheng, and now she is being bullied by her sister."
"Ask Lan Jin to handle it." Then he hung up.
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