Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

"It's easy to say, then if our Qiao family really invested three-quarters of the equity, then if Rongsheng collapses and three-quarters of the equity is gone, then won't the Joe also have to finish playing with it?"

The shareholder was not very angry, and he took a look at Qiao Ansheng with disdainful eyes.

He Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Xue Jinghong, who had not spoken all the time, as if seeking approval, and threw the conversation to Xue Jinghong: "Old Xue, look, I said, these young people should not be allowed to manage the Qiao family. , Just young, still a woman..."

His nostrils are almost facing the sky, his slightly plump face is squeezed horizontally, and his eyes are narrowed into a slit: "Hair is long and short-sighted, I really think that three-quarter equity is so good? Huh? ..."

"That's three-quarters of equity, not a stack of blank paper! This is simply a big pit! Want to pull us all to jump with you?"

As he talked, his emotions became more intense, his anger stuck in his throat, he choked, coughed, and hurriedly picked up the water glass, sipped his mouth, and eased his breath.

"If Mr. Tang is still here..."

Qiao Ansheng was also drinking water. Hearing this, he put the water cup in his hand on the table with a "boom", which interrupted the shareholder's talk.

Qiao Ansheng still held his hand on the teacup handle and smiled on his face, but his tone was obviously not as gentle as before: "If my mother was still there, I would definitely do it..."

The shareholder snorted again and gave Qiao Ansheng a white look.

"How can a cautious person like Mr. Tang lead us all into the fire pit! It's you little girl! Don't think that you have gone to school, read books, and engaged in a few trivial projects, and you really take yourself seriously. President! Let alone Mr. Tang, you can't even compare to your father, half of your father's..."

It's okay that he didn't mention it, but he even went to mention Qiao Mingdong without a word. Qiao Ansheng put his hand away, stretched it under the table, clenched his fists hard, and his fingertips turned white.

Her original posture was very relaxed, but now she sat up straight and looked seriously at the shareholder who had been talking.

After looking at it carefully, I noticed some subtle signs.

That shareholder was Zhao Zhen, who was one of the people who started the company with Tang Qing in the early days, but after Tang Qing passed away, Xue Jinghong and a group of people were squeezed out by Qiao Mingdong.

This person stayed.

Qiao Ansheng looked at each other, vaguely thinking of something floating in his mind.

When Qiao Mingdong left the Qiao family, part of his foundation remained here. The Zhao Zhen who questioned himself everywhere seemed to be a mainstay of Qiao Mingdong's faction.

But I didn't expect that Qiao Mingdong was down, but this person could be mixed into the senior management, and he still holds equity in his hand. This is really good at making the rudder.

Qiao Ansheng kept the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and a sneer floated between his eyebrows: "I can't tell, Uncle Zhao admires Qiao Mingdong a lot?"

Zhao Zhen rolled his eyes to both sides. Apart from him, the others were either ambiguous with Qiao Mingdong, or were incompatible.

He is more attentive, and he won't be so stupid to praise Qiao Mingdong at this time, but he is still dissatisfied with Qiao Ansheng and refuses to forgive her.

"Of course not, I just have to say, from experience, Qiao Mingdong is indeed much richer than your fledgling girl..."

Qiao Ansheng smiled and immediately followed up: "So, he used his rich experience to lead you and the Qiao family step by step downhill over the years?"

"you!"

Zhao Zhen was a little unacceptable. He didn't expect Qiao Ansheng to be so articulate and blocked there for a while.

He boasted of being mature, but being refuted by such a young girl, he couldn't help but feel resentful and his complexion looked a little ugly.

As soon as he was about to speak, Xue Jinghong over there touched the teacup with the lid of the teacup, and interrupted Zhao Zhen with a slap. In the slight heat, he raised his head and said quietly: "Old Zhao, you Don't be impulsive, let President Joe say first..."

Although Zhao Zhen was eager to find his place and looked unhappy, Xue Jinghong had already spoken. He had to suppress the fire for the time being and cursed in a low voice.

"It's just a yellow-haired girl, who really takes herself seriously..."

This is a bit awkward, and Qiao Ansheng is not annoyed, his eyes are moisturized, and his skin is white and shiny in bright places.

More and more charming.

She didn't seem to hear: "The reason why I was so eager to buy Rongsheng is because Joe's current situation is like boiling frogs in warm water. I looked at the quarterly report..."

Qiao Ansheng's eyes revealed a kind of composure and calmness that did not fit his age.

"On the quarterly report, Joe's debt is not too small, and the second round of financing is about to be carried out. With our current situation, how many investors do you think will be willing to throw the olive branch to us?"

Previously, Zhao Zhen was choked. At this time, he smashed the shareholder next to him with his elbow and motioned him to speak, but the shareholder was only willing.

Zhao Zhen sipped him secretly, and had to go to battle in person again, still rebutting unconvinced.

"That's great. Even without this second round of financing, our Joe's can't fall. If you really let you replace all the equity, then it will really make Joe's fall!"

Seeing his resolute attitude, Qiao Ansheng didn't say a word, his lips were curved, he glanced at the shareholder with a smile, and then turned his gaze to Xue Jinghong, who was always silent.

Xue Jinghong crossed his fingers and pressed them to the tip of his nose. He touched Qiao Ansheng's gaze. He understood it, nodded and smiled: "In this case, Mr. Qiao, I have another question..."

"You said that Rongsheng's debt crisis is not serious, but as far as I know, it has sold 40% of its shares. Isn't this kind of debt crisis serious?"

Xue Jinghong's qualifications are older than everyone in the room, so as soon as he spoke, the two shareholders who were screaming against him stopped talking, but were quietly listening to Xue Jinghong's speech.

Even if Xue Jinghong is a little older, the eye sockets are full of wrinkles, but this can't stop his gaze like electricity.

Qiao Ansheng was looked at by that gaze. She lowered her head and fiddled with the handle of the teacup. When she raised her head, her face was full of confidence, smiled openly, and confidently said: "I said it is not heavy in debt, because I have a way to solve it. Debt crisis."

Xue Jinghong's eyes were burning, and he pressed harder step by step: "How to solve it?"