Young Master Mo's Rebirth Sweet Wife

Chapter 917 The year-end bonus is gone

The tranquility was terrifying, and there was an extremely weird atmosphere in the air.

Everyone present looked nervously at the man sitting in front, not daring to take a breath.

After being silent for about half an hour, Jun Ximo sat there, quietly setting his eyes on everyone present, his gaze was scrutinizing, aggressively eroding everyone's originally thought to be strong heart.

They are sitting on pins and needles every moment, as if they have been roasted by the fire.

Looking at the different expressions on everyone's faces, Jun Ximo's face remained calm.

He folded his arms around his chest, pursed his thin lips tightly, crossed his legs, and his eyes were deep and dark, no one could understand what was going on in his mind.

"Do you know why I called you here this time?"

After half a minute, Jun Ximo finally spoke.

When he didn't speak, everyone felt terrible, but when Jun Ximo spoke, they felt that the fear in their hearts was instantly magnified.

Jun Ximo sat on the chair, quietly and unceremoniously fell on these people with his own eyes.

Some people were overly nervous, with a layer of cold sweat on their foreheads, and some people's legs were even shaking uncontrollably under the table.

"say."

Seeing that no one spoke, Jun Ximo spoke again impatiently, his brows were tightly knit together, not knowing what he was thinking.

"No...don't know."

All the people present shook their heads, their faces pale and frightening.

If he didn't know, he would have thought that Di Ye was bullying the employees.

Jun Ximo chuckled, and the corners of his lips gradually curved into an evil curve.

I do not know……

very good……

He will let these people taste the consequences of not reporting.

Dare to provoke him?

Just looking for death.

Jun Ximo's gaze suddenly became sharp, with a sharpness that seemed to swallow people up.

"Don't you know? I'm giving you a chance, if you don't say..."

"Qi Feng."

Jun Ximo lightly changed his name, and Qi Feng, who was distracted by the side, regained his senses in an instant.

"Ah? Here you are."

Jun Ximo half-closed his eyes and glanced over alone, Qi Feng's body couldn't help shivering.

Qi Feng felt wronged.

Because he understood the meaning in Jun Ximo's eyes, he was saying, "Want to die?"

"Boss...you order." Qi Feng bit the bullet and gritted his teeth, and asked Jun Ximo's sharp eyes.

Jun Ximo stared at Qi Feng silently for a while, then said quietly: "Oh, it's nothing, this year's year-end bonus is gone, next month's bonus will be deducted by half."

"Why?" Qi Feng ran away when he heard about the salary deduction, slapped the table hard, then felt the eyes on him, rubbed his nose embarrassingly, and sat down obediently.

He wanted to struggle at first, but before he could say anything, he heard Jun Ximo say, "You don't want next year's bonus either?"

Yes, of course I will.

"Have you thought about it?" Jun Ximo said this to everyone present except Qi Feng.

"I said that I can't tolerate a grain of sand in my eyes, don't you want to admit it?"

Jun Ximo's eyes gradually shifted to a young man who looked only 25 or [-] years old sitting in the last row of the conference room.His eyes were piercing, as if he wanted to kill someone.

The young man felt Jun Ximo's eyes on him, and his body trembled, the cold sweat on his forehead gradually gathered into sweat beads, which gradually slid down his cheeks.

(End of this chapter)