The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Ning Ruoqing will also have to clear out all the industries in his hands at that time. Ning Quruo certainly knew that Ning Ruoqing would not go into business in the future, so she set her sights on the man's shares. Fortunately, he met a sister like her who knows how to make money, otherwise the Ning Group, a company that will decline rapidly in the future, would not be enough for her brother to lose.
Separation of politics and business is a national policy.
Ning Ruoqing will also have to clear out all the industries in his hands at that time.
Ning Quruo certainly knew that Ning Ruoqing would not go into business in the future, so she set her sights on the man's shares.
I just didn't expect the man to have so few shares.
Ning Quruo narrowed her eyes slightly, "If you have decided from the beginning that you want to go into politics and not show up in public, it is normal to push Ning Yuetong as a puppet."
Ning Yuetong's movements this time were too fast.
It would not be possible to achieve such perfection just by having the support of my parents.
All the nails he had placed in the Ning Group were removed.
Even if it was carelessly laid before, there was no way that idiot Ning Yuetong could find it so easily and solve it so cleanly.
It would make sense if Ning Ruoqing was behind Ning Yuetong.
On the other end of the phone, Butler Ning hesitated for a moment and whispered,
"I feel that the relationship between the eldest lady and the second master... doesn't seem like a cooperative relationship. I heard that the second master wanted to reopen the shareholders' meeting yesterday, but he failed to do so."
Ning Quruo frowned slightly.
Ning Ruoqing wanted to hold a shareholders' meeting but failed?
Is this possible?
Not to mention that Ning Ruoqing was once the president of the Ning Group, just say that Ning Ruoqing is the future heir of the Duan family.
Ning Yuetong couldn't get above the man's head.
The only explanation is that this was a play directed and acted by Ning Ruoqing herself.
Ning Quruo smiled coldly: "You are quite addicted to acting."
Even so, Ning Quruo was concerned about this matter in her heart. "Pay attention to Ning Yuetong's recent movements, who she met, and where she went."
A sharp light flashed in the man's dark eyes.
No matter who it is, if they dare to hurt his sister, he will chop off her claws!
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Gu Weimian didn't know that Ning Ruoqing was trying to reopen the shareholders' meeting, and she had no good feelings towards Ning Ruoqing at all.
It can even be said to be disgust.
At this moment, she was walking around the floors, looking at her company's office location.
I have to say that Ning Quruo was so good to her. The company occupied floors 18 to 26, the top eight floors in the entire China World Trade Center.
It's very grand.
It can easily accommodate hundreds of people.
But Gu Weimian now only has Miao Jinfeng who can be considered as one of his subordinates, so where would so many people come from?
When it comes to starting a company, it is extremely important to have trustworthy and talented people.
Gu Weimian looked down the floors one by one.
Many of the upper floors have been tidied up and are in good shape, while on the lower floors people are still cleaning, moving things, and even rearranging and painting the walls.
Looking at these hard-working figures, Gu Weimian was calculating in his heart how much money his younger brother had spent.
Heartbroken.
I feel sorry for Aruo, this silly brother.
Fortunately, he met a sister like her who knows how to make money, otherwise the Ning Group, a company that will decline rapidly in the future, would not be enough for her brother to lose.
She thought of this and chuckled.
Before she could even stop smiling, the elevator door opened and she was almost hit in the face by a document flying in from outside the elevator.
Miao Jinfeng immediately protected Gu Weimian.
Compared with the scenes on the upper floors, the scenes on this floor are different.
It looks like... it looks like another company?
Gu Weimian glanced at Miao Jinfeng, wondering if the man had remembered the wrong floor.
There was a shrill female voice in my ears.
"You still have the nerve to ask for money? Look at your plan. What about pleasing fans? Fan economy? Where are the fans?!"