"Mix the book!" Ah Dang was furious and picked up the cup at hand to hit the TV on the wall.

In the middle of the target, the TV screen flashed a few times, turning into a black screen, but the sound was not interrupted.

"During the strike, our union will pay for all workers normally until Mr. A Dang agreed with our request!"

Ah Dang's blood was surging, his eyes were dark, his eyes fell softly, and the call of the secretary's call was vaguely left in his ears: "Mr. Adang, Mr. Ah Dang!"

When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital.

"Mr. Ah Dang, you finally woke up."

The secretary carefully accompanied by the bed, wiped the sweat, and said, "The doctor said, your condition has deteriorated, and you can't be stimulated anymore.

"rest?"

Ah Dang's eyes rose and confused. After many years, he had never rest, and never thought that he was in his sixties and had entered the old age.

"No, I can't rest."

He struggled to sit up and instructed the secretary: "Open the TV, I want to watch the news, can't let them master public opinion, absolutely can't."

The VIP ward should be available, the secretary dare not open, but in case of the bad news in case of the bad news, he trembled and pressed the remote control.

The TV is on, this time is still interviewing, but it is not Ran, but a young oriental man.

Seeing this scene, the secretary was relieved, and then he heard the roar.

"Why is him!"

Ah Dang felt bad. At this critical time, how did Meng Yu appear on TV, and what did he want to do?

On the TV, Meng Yu smiled with a smile, looking around the reporters, and talked: "I just heard of it. Workers want to improve the requirements of the working environment. Any conscience boss should agree."

"I can also tell you here that in fact, before my workers did not strike, I had already given them a salary of 30 %. They then strike and were completely bewildered."

"In addition, I want to announce one thing through this opportunity ..."

Not only the reporters in the picture raised their ears, Ah Dang in the ward also stared at the screen, for fear of leaking a word.

"In order to allow the workers of the New Gaul Media Group to live during the strike period, I will donate to their unions to help them pass this difficulty."

"Meng Yu! You want me to die!" In Ah Dang's roar, his throat spit out a sip of old blood, splashing around.

The secretary panicked: "Mr. A Dang!"

For half a month, Ah Dang was twenty years old and became an old man in advance.

The secretary didn't dare to let him see any news. The doctor said very seriously. If he was stimulated anymore, he would die.

In the past half a month, Ah Dang was muddy, and he didn't even have a good mind.

It wasn't until Ran again found the hospital on behalf of the union that he remembered that there was still a strike.

"Mr. Ah, if you disagree with our requirements, the strike will not end."

"Agree, I agree."

The reason why this says is not that Ah Dang wants to compromise, but he knows what the doctor said.

Compared with life, money is all outside the body. Although it hurts and painful when cutting meat, it can still survive.

Fukai Hotel, luxury suite.

Ranly looked at the young Oriental young man in front of him, and the latest progress was reported: "A Dang agreed with all requirements."

"How is his state?" Meng Yu asked.

"The state is not so good. I have asked the doctor and said that he needs to be recuperated in the hospital within half a year.

After sending away Ran, Murong Qianyu congratulated: "Brother Yu, there is no resistance to the entire board of directors now."

Holding her thin waist, Meng Yudao said: "This is also convenient for you to work."

In order to better let the Lanshi Group operate, Ten days ago, Meng Yuli specially adjusted Murong Qianyu.

The Murong family had the group industry. Murong Qianyu's administrative experience was very rich. There was no problem with a large group in management.

And Malone's temporary agent, after Murong Qianyu's arrival, gave great power.

"I have re -established the management team." Murong Qianyu reported the company's latest progress.

"You're fully responsible for these things, and take the time to expand the production plan for me." In the past few days, Meng Yu has a new idea.

"Do you have to expand production? How large is it?"

Murong Qianyu was a bit surprised. Generally speaking, just took over a group. The first thing to do was to sort out the existing industrial chain and channels. After everything was stable, make new plans.

However, Meng Yu's thoughts have always been different from ordinary people. She can't keep up with Meng Yu's thoughts. She only knows that it is right to do it.

"Find 1 billion first."

That night, Murong Qianyu made a plan expansion plan. Looking at this detailed plan, Meng Yulu showed his expression.

"Your professional ability is not bad."

"Of course!" Murong Qianyu said unhurriedly.

Facing Meng Yu, she does not need to pretend.

"You have worked hard these days, let me work hard to work."

Meng Yu grabbed his waist tightly, Murong Qianyu admitted tenderness: "Brother Yu, I miss you for a long time."

On the next day, the director meeting was held again.

Except for Adang and those fired management, everyone else has arrived.

First introduced Murong Qianyu to everyone, Meng Yu said, "Let everyone come to discuss something, I have a new plan here, I want to listen to your opinions."

Xuanyuan Di Ying issued the printed planning book, a person's hand.

The conference room was full of flipping sounds, and shareholders were looking down and looked down.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "One thousand billion, such a large amount?"

Looking up, it is A Dang's closest old friend Ponle.

"Do you have any comments?"

Meng Yu knows that it is not so easy to truly control the board of directors. This time, expansion is to see everyone's real response.

"The output value of our group is only 800 billion, and you integrate 10 billion yuan, is this reasonable?"

Pangle was very excited and said the real situation. If a thousand billion yuan was melted, then the shares that their not much would shrink half.

In terms of income, there is no impact, but their right to speak and voting is over.

"Our company can't always step by in place." For this reaction, Meng Yu had long been prepared: "Considering that you are the old shareholders of the company, so let you read the plan first.

Line, the upper limit is 10 billion yuan. "
Chapter completed!