The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 102
But the little secretary had no doubts about her boss's strength. Others could fake it, but the little boss couldn't. She didn't even bother to do such a thing.

It's just that seeing Dong Meng's leisurely appearance now, the little secretary feels that she must go out and calm down...By the way, she thinks about how much money she should send home after her father loses money to make up for the damage to the old man's heart.

After Li Ying went out, she didn't notice a sneaky figure in the corridor slowly approaching the room.

Taking a closer look, it was the director who was threatened by Feng Chu at the beginning.

The man moved towards the door, his eyes slightly flustered, and he couldn't help looking at the surveillance camera in the corridor.

Standing in the security room, Feng Chu silently raised the corners of his lips as he watched the obscene image of the man in the surveillance screen.

The middle-aged man in the corridor finally walked to the door, swallowed his saliva, and hesitated.

Especially when thinking of Feng Ling's methods...

Although Feng Chu is cruel, Feng Ling is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The two brothers of the Feng family seem to be wolves, tigers and leopards, and neither of them can offend them.

If Mr. Feng finds out about his behavior of eating inside and out...

The man couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat thinking about it, and retreated deliberately.

The camera in the corridor moved, as if urging.

Feng Chu was looking at him. If he dared to hesitate, his family members might not lose their little finger this time.

Thinking of the little finger he saw that day, the man gritted his teeth and pushed open the door.

"What's the matter?" Dong Meng frowned and looked towards the door, where a middle-aged man with a big belly was standing there.

If I remember correctly, when I first came to the company, this man existed among the several directors that Feng Ling introduced to me.

"Miss Dong, the president has something to ask for you." The man surnamed Zhuang is also the number one person in the shopping mall on weekdays. After opening the door, he quickly maintained his composure and said without changing his face: "The reception room downstairs, Feng always wants to give you an appointment in advance." Introduce those stars, and say hello if you have anything to do."

The middle-aged man gave you a look that you know, and he almost said that he was going to play match-fixing.

Dong Meng frowned slightly and narrowed her eyes, but gradually relaxed.

"Now in the past?"

The man nodded: "Yes, the sooner the better, after all there are still two hours before the game will start."

"I see." Dong Meng nodded, the middle-aged man closed the door, and walked away because his back was already wet with sweat.

When Miss Dong narrowed her eyes just now, he clearly felt a chill rushing from his feet to the top of his head, almost murderous.

Fortunately, this breath came and went quickly, he almost thought it was an illusion.

In any case, he finally fulfilled Feng Chu's request. After this incident, he planned to retire early and transfer out his shares.

When the father of their two brothers, Feng Yuewu, was around, they were quite comfortable, but now it's Feng Ling and Feng Chu, it's hell.

The shareholders caught in the middle are really struggling, the sooner they can withdraw and keep the end, he doesn't want anything to happen to his son.

The sighing middle-aged man gradually disappeared into the corridor, and Feng Chu, who stood in the security room and watched all this coldly, had ridicule in his eyes.

No matter how strong a female man is, if she falls into a trap without knowing it, she won't be able to get out of it.

After all, those wolves recruited from the Golden Triangle are not of the same level as ordinary punks.

Those people are truly inhuman perverts.

Tsk, a beauty is like jade, you should feel sorry for her, but it's a pity that you followed the wrong man.

Turning his gaze to the surveillance camera in the hall, seeing Feng Ling entertaining some internal reporters, Feng Chu bent down and laughed softly.

When you see the woman you love die in front of you, dear brother, what will you do?
Go crazy, or keep an almost cold-blooded calm.

But in any case, Dongmeng, who did not attend the game, would definitely be considered to have run away. The anger from fans all over the country is not something that any company can afford.

It's such a pity that the brokerage company that just broke out of its cocoon and became a butterfly will turn into a ruin full of holes.

The sneer on Feng Chu's cheeks could not be dissipated, and it was reflected in the cold screen, slightly distorted.

In the roaring arena, Milan was invited by Fengyun Company to host. She was still dressed as a mature woman, and she wore a rose red skirt that looked like a blooming rose, making Milan's protruding figure even more exquisite.

Most of the fans in the field were men, and they started cheering after seeing this scene.

Milan blinked playfully, and this action was faithfully reflected on the huge screens on both sides of the stadium, causing whistles.

In terms of qualifications, although Milan is a well-known radio star among the younger generation, it is not her turn to host such a game that includes world-class stars. Even if it is just a friendly match, it is generally more important to invite those more famous sports channel hosts Spectrum.

But with the relationship of Lemon Company, Milan stood firmly on the field.

It wasn't that there were voices of doubt and jealousy, but they were forced back by the decision of Feng Ling, the big boss. In addition, the protagonist of this game was Dong Meng, the owner of Lemon Company, so the fans' tolerance was relatively high.

But all of this must be based on the premise that Dongmeng wins. If she loses, all of this will cease to exist, and Fengyun Company may also suffer disaster.

Milan stood on the side platform, trying to mobilize the atmosphere, and the audience on the sidelines followed the mobilization, forming a crowd and cheering over and over again.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and Milan glanced at the sign without any trace, feeling a little anxious.

The time is getting closer and closer, and it will soon be the time for the players to enter the field, but Dong Meng has not yet appeared.

As the host, she is supposed to be ready to appear on the stage, but the director in the earphones keeps her mobilizing the atmosphere, without any mention of entering the stage.

The anxious audience at the scene quickly felt that something was wrong. What we are participating in today is not an entertainment program.

The whispers became louder and louder, and the audience in the stands began to lose face.

"What's going on, haven't entered yet? It's time to warm up."

"This girl is not cheating us, is she making trouble if she doesn't show up now?"

"Don't tell me you haven't noticed yet. It's time to enter the venue. What kind of situation is this?"

Although it was a little far away from the auditorium, Milan had already keenly felt the restless atmosphere.

The anger of the audience is getting bigger and bigger. As we all know, the temper of the fans has never been very good.

"Let the stars play first." Dong Meng winked, and the assistant immediately communicated with the director over the walkie-talkie.

How could the host be on stage later than the guests? The director's first reaction was to refuse, but Feng Ling, who had just finished meeting with the reporter and stood on the sidelines, said decisively: "Accept her request and notify the stars to enter the stadium."

(End of this chapter)