Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 894 Power?

Chris's face suddenly turned cold, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the director of the finance department.

The chief financial officer was stared at by her, feeling like... a demon who has been hiding in the dark. She walked out of the dark corner and said to the person in front of her in the sunlight: Your time of death has arrived.

He shivered fiercely, his momentum weakened a lot, but he still insisted on looking at Chris.

The meeting room was silent, no one dared to say a word anymore, they even tried to slow down their breathing as much as possible, for fear of attracting Chris's attention.

I don't know how long it took, maybe half an hour, or maybe just 3 minutes, the chief financial officer's face began to turn pale, and he finally heard Chris speak——

"I have no power?"

Chris's voice was cold, she propped her forehead with one hand, and leaned against the large chair: "Do you think I need to ask my grandpa to come over to check such a trivial matter as you? Or do you think you are important enough to need it?" Shall I hold a general meeting of shareholders to vote on whether to fire you?"

These few words, Chris said in a low voice, and there was even a hint of joke in his tone, because——everyone knew that Chris' grandfather had passed away many years ago.

It's just that no one dared to laugh. They all lowered their eyelids and didn't even dare to look at Chris.

It was also at this time that they suddenly realized that no matter who they were relying on, in the past half a month, the person in charge of the Hall Group was Chris, and she had even more power than Mr. Hall in the past half month. They have no doubt that as long as Chris can stabilize the stock price, the shareholders will definitely look at her differently.

And they... those soldiers standing in front of Mr. Hall, they will have to face a choice sooner or later-the choice among successors. After all, Mr. Hall is old, who knows that he can work again several years?

a year?two years?Or five or six years?
After that, how should they choose?

Looking forward to Matthew being rescued by Mr. Hall?Or choose the daughter of the only wife in the Hall family?

This multiple-choice question was really difficult, and they couldn't figure out what choice they should make for a while.

The crux of the problem is that Chris obviously didn't intend to give them a chance to calm down and think about it. They were still in a daze when they heard Chris say: "If I were you, let's recall it now, my own What are the omissions in the accounts, and who ordered you to do these things, if you can't remember, then you will be a scapegoat."

Chris could not have said this more clearly, and the chief financial officer looked at her in astonishment, with disbelief written in his eyes.

But Chris didn't give him any more glances anymore, she turned to look at the director of the public relations department: "The public opinion can't be controlled, you are not even comparable to the public relations manager of an ordinary entertainment company."

The public relations director's heart skipped a beat, yes, it's her!
She lowered her head and wanted to explain something, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say anything.

She suddenly felt that this young lady who had been the vice president of the head office for seven years was actually so scary...

She sat there tremblingly, feeling the cold sweat start to fall down her back.

She didn't want to and didn't dare to speak, and she was even more afraid that Chris would tell her to go out as soon as she opened her mouth.

However, Chris did not. She reversed her previous attitude and said lightly: "There will be a press conference in the afternoon, and I will attend it in person."

"Okay, okay!" The public relations director nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and she couldn't help but doubt her ears—she really heard right?
She couldn't help turning her head to the side, looked at the deputy director beside her, and saw that she also looked like she had seen a ghost, and she was finally sure—she really heard correctly, and she was very sorry for her recent work mistakes. The lady just said a word of reproach.

That's it.

She felt that she was lucky, much, much better than the ghost-like chief financial officer.

And the other people who haven't been affected by the anger are also scared at the moment. They don't know what they are going to face. Is it the thunder and rage or the drizzle and wind?
In fact, they hoped...that they don't have to face anything, just quietly...pretend they didn't see them...that's the best!

It's just a pity that they were all disappointed. In this meeting, Chris didn't miss a single one. She counted it from beginning to end, and then put forward requirements and guidance for each department, and then... the meeting was adjourned .

The chief financial officer didn't realize until the meeting was over that he was clearly regarded by Chris as a sacrifice for her prestige.

However, he can't control so much now. He now has to face the most important choice in his life. If he goes further, he may spend his old age in prosperity and wealth. If he takes a step back... then he may end up in prison for the rest of his life.

He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in prison!
Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Miss Chris, what do you think he will choose?" Qiao Linger sat across from Chris's desk and asked her with a smile.

Chris chuckled and shook her head: "He's not a smart person, I don't think it's strange that he would make any strange choices."

Qiao Linger let out a burst of laughter. She laughed for a while, but she unconsciously showed a puzzled expression on her face. She looked at Chris and said, "But Miss Chris, don't you think that using the finance department's surgery would Is it too risky? After all, it is the department that controls the financial lifeline of the entire company, and once it makes any mistakes, it will be too late for you to regret it.”

Chris shook her head: "The finance department is the best, because it's the department I'm most confident in."

Qiao Ling'er was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "So that's the case, I was worrying unfoundedly."

Chris smiled at her and shook her head: "Linger, go and help me make a proposal for close cooperation with Yuan Shi. If you have any questions, you can just go to Yuan Ming directly."

Qiao Ling'er pursed her lips and snickered a few times unconsciously, then nodded again and again: "Yeah, okay, I'll go right away."

Chris blushed unconsciously from her smile, she glared at Qiao Linger, and then looked at her computer screen.

The press conference in the afternoon... Phew, that was a serious battle, but she really hoped that the Chief Financial Officer could give her good news before that.

The corners of Chris's lips raised a little unconsciously. No matter what the chief financial officer chooses, there is actually only one path for him, and she has already chosen it for him.

Since it is killing chickens to scare monkeys, how can there be no blood?
(End of this chapter)