Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

Chapter 70 The Man on the Throne 1
If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

A cold voice sounded from outside the door, which made people feel a sudden chill down their backs for some reason. Along with the man's voice, a strong sense of oppression swept across the entire conference room in an instant, forcing everyone to throw respectful speeches outside the door uncontrollably. look.

Within sight, a man walked in leisurely.

The man was wearing a classic ascetic black suit. The white shirt inside the suit was tied to the neckline meticulously. The setting sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on his hair inadvertently, making him look extraordinarily indifferent and proud.

He walked into the meeting room step by step, and walked towards the throne in the meeting room.

It seems that the huge meeting room is not the king of the business world of a consortium, but the king of the devil world who shines with the sun and the moon.

After he pulled away from the throne and sat down arrogantly, the innate nobleness and powerful aura that destroyed everything in his body became stronger. The majesty belonging to the superior made every impetuous person present Consciously, his back was sweating, and he didn't dare to let out a breath.

Mo Shaozhen leaned lazily on the throne, his eyes like a cold pool swept left and right at the long conference table, and let out another "heh".

"Why is no one talking anymore? Wasn't there a lot of noise just now? Go on, I'm listening..."

Han Junze walked in behind Mo Shaozhen, then stood behind Mo Shaozhen, looking at the king in his eyes with admiration!
Too hanging!
Just one or two words can suppress the whole situation, this is the man he swore to be loyal to to the death!

"Brownie, you seem to be very concerned about my health. Now that I'm here, how do you want to worship, let's start?"

In an instant, Brownie's back shirt was soaked with cold sweat, but he still bite the bullet and secretly looked at the man on the throne, judging whether he had become an idiot as in the legend, of course his voice was extremely respectful.

"Mr. Mo, there are some bad rumors about you from the outside world, which makes people in the consortium unstable. I really care about your health, so I hope to meet you and report to you about the newly developed new folding screen. cell phone."

Mo Shaozhen narrowed his eyes and looked at Brownie for a while, then slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, "Okay, you report."

Brownie was taken aback for a moment, and then he talked about the black technology of a folding screen mobile phone newly developed by Durian Company.

Sitting at the bottom of the throne, Jian Zhi frowned slightly, and glanced at Mo Shaozhen.

Jian Zhen remembers that when Brownie introduced this black-tech folding screen phone to his elder brother last month, he was directly rejected by his elder brother because many technologies were not mature enough, but now Brownie obviously regards his elder brother as a fool, and wants to fight for it again .

When Brownie talked about it, he thought the same thing in his heart. The rumors are indeed true. President Mo has already suffered from Alzheimer's disease. God is helping me.

Mo Shaozhen leaned lazily against the throne, resting his chin with one hand, and waited for Brownie to finish introducing the black technology of the folding screen mobile phone with vigor, before lazily saying, "It's over?"

Brownie said: "President, how do you think this phone will be launched in the market as the main phone in the second half of the year?"

Mo Shaozhen's deep voice was like a death order, and he deliberately paused halfway: "I think...Jane Zhi is right, you can submit your resignation directly."

(End of this chapter)