Chapter 44
He knew Shao Liu'an's intentions, and wanted him to take advantage of the resolution of the accident to make a high profile, so that he could let him go, and then travel around the world with his wife and children, trying to follow him as a shopkeeper, but there was no way.

really……

If you hit a snake and hit seven inches, you have to use shares to deal with Shao Liu'an.

In less than 10 minutes, it was as if there were no flies at the gate of the vegetable market just now. Of course, there were still a few people.

The corner of Yi Nanchen's mouth slanted, high seniority, low IQ!Shao Liu'an crossed his hips, his lips trembled, and pointed at Yi Nanchen who got off the car with a wicked smile, he was so angry that he couldn't utter a word.

This kid always knows where his weaknesses are. No wonder he is a few years older than him, but he has been eaten to death since he was a child. The business he worked so hard to build was unknowingly distributed by him. half.

Shares!Tianyi's shares!

How much RMB would that cost?
Ouch, his liver hurts.

Forget it, for the sake of how many relatives he has, for the sake of the fact that Tian Yi would not be where he is today if he hadn't rescued him many times, and for the fact that even the name of the group belongs to two people whom he used with foresight. For the sake of name (Shao Liuan was called Shao Liutian when he was a child), and for the sake of not calling him uncle (Shao Liuan thinks calling him uncle is too old), half of each person should be half of each person.

However, how could he still be able to do anything to the other half he kept with his old life?

President's Office on the 33th floor

"Shijun, how's his hand?" Shao Liu'an climbed up to the large desk without any image, saw Yuan Shijun who was busy giving Yi Nanchen an injection and immobilizing him with a serious face, and finally remembered that he was someone's uncle, asked in a concerned tone.

Yuan Shijun is Yuan Shiyan's adopted son, although he is young, his medical skills are outstanding, no worse than his father Yuan Shiyan, and he has known Yi Nanchen since childhood.

"Nan Chen, what are you doing? You're completely using your body as a game. Last time I told you that this period of time is a critical moment, and you can't force it. Now I can't help it."

Yi Nanchen looked at the white gauze on his wrist and said nothing, Shao Liu'an heard that it was so serious, and put away the hippie smile on his face: "Shijun, tell me clearly, what's wrong?"

Yuan Shijun pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and sighed regretfully: "To be clear, this hand will never recover."

The room was silent, and after a while, Yi Nanchen asked, "Just tell me what will happen, I'm mentally prepared."

"The damaged nerve will affect the flexibility of the fingers, and the fingers may not be able to bend."

Can't bend?That means the hand is useless.

With Yuan Shijun's authority in the medical field, if he can say this, it means that he is really hopeless. Shao Liuan cried and howled, but Yi Nanchen responded indifferently: "Just do your best."

Yuan Shijun nodded, put away the medicine box and gave instructions before leaving.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Tianyi Group held a press conference, announcing that Yi Nanchen had officially taken over as the president, and Shao Liu'an had retired to the second line.

press conference.

Yi Nanchen is dressed in a black slim-fit suit, with sculptural and perfect facial features, a pair of brown and black long and narrow cold eyes, he has a monstrous appearance, a natural air of dignity and superiority, simple and frightening speech, and an elegant and charming demeanor with one hand in his pocket ( Injured hand), raised brows slightly, slightly raised the corners of the mouth, the whole process was broadcasted throughout, it was the 80-year-old old lady, down to the underage girls, all fascinated.

People used to know Yi Nanchen as the crown prince of the capital because he reported every now and then, such as a prominent family background, being the youngest major, having a cordial meeting with a certain leader, and so on.

But the people who have actually seen his face are only a few people in the upper class. As for the gossip about him having a date with those flamboyant girls, although it has been widely circulated, with his means, the newspapers will definitely not find any traces of it.

It's not that he cares about fame, but that he somewhat hates the army stick in his old man's hand, saying that he is a soldier and can't hang around like a dude all day long.

He replied that those women hooked up with him, and when the old man got angry, he closed the door behind his mother and grandfather's back and knocked on his leg with a military stick. He couldn't stop him, run away, or call for rescuers?
He thought, if he wasn't smart and moved quickly every time he rescued soldiers, he probably had to break his leg several times because of "work".

This time he had to retire to some extent because he was injured due to work. The people above might feel sorry for him and insisted on making his retirement a miracle, plus today's grand press conference like an emperor going to court.

Yi Nanchen is red!
That limelight is comparable to that of old man Mao announcing the founding of the People's Republic of China.

At this time, the man who was so red was sitting helplessly in the president's office that Shao Liu'an specially prepared for him in advance.

Yi Nanchen put down his pen and pinched his sore temples. It was only the first day, and he was not proficient in writing with his right hand. No wonder Shao Liuan wanted to be a shopkeeper all day long. It's really not a human job.

Speechlessly, he glanced at a pile of documents as high as a hill in front of him, and pressed the phone on the desk: "Secretary Chen, come in."

Shao Liu'an said that Secretary Chen is very capable, he is an old employee of Tianyi, and the most important point is that he is not an idiot.

The meeting in the morning gave a general understanding of the main members of the company. He had a good impression of Secretary Chen, so he decided to stay.

Chen Xueyan was about 27 years old, dressed in a blue dress, well-dressed, standing respectfully opposite Yi Nanchen: "Mr. Yi, you call me."

Yi Nanchen beckoned to her: "All of this, you divide it up with me, whoever is responsible, let them do a good job and bring the results up, whoever can't do it well, find someone who did a good job, next time it's like this You have to bring the documents up again, here, just turn right to the last room, and hold your Mr. Shao’s room, understand?"

Pointing to the pile of documents, she finished speaking in a bad tone, and waved her hand to let her go out. Shao Liu'an was really not the usual naive, and used these to block him.

Chen Xueyan didn't say a word, and carried the file out with a suppressed smile, silently "processing" it.

She has been here for six years, and Mr. Shao has always trusted her. Of course, he knows what kind of existence Mr. Yi is to Tianyi, but he only heard the rumors and didn't see her.

(End of this chapter)

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