Chapter 314 Office Style

"But...but...but they don't give me face too much!" Qian Bo was a little bit lacking in confidence when he participated in such a big meeting for the first time. understand. :///

The eyes of the middle-aged man who looked like a leader fell on Wang Zhu. At this moment, he realized that Boss Qian was listening to the young man in security uniform.

"Leader, don't say that I don't give you face. You have also seen that these guys are too deceitful. We spent several hundred million to buy the New Oriental Martial Arts School. Naturally, we want to run it well, but they hinder it in every possible way. As soon as they play tricks for a while, don’t we just buy this empty shell? Is the government willing to see the New Oriental Martial Arts School go bankrupt? If the New Oriental Martial Arts School goes bankrupt, what impact will it have on the next Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference? In short, the office can be borrowed, and the management rights of the New Oriental Martial Arts School must be taken over today. I don’t believe it. Their Wu family can still cover the sky with one hand in City C, and they can’t ignore the law! I hope the leaders think twice!” Wang Zhi said righteously.

"This..." The middle-aged man who looked like a leader had a look of embarrassment on his face, and his eyes fell on Han Bing's face.

"Wu Xiong." Han Bing's eyes fell on Wu Xiong's face. At this time, Han Bing had seen that Wang Zhu was determined to win the management right of New Oriental Martial Arts School today, and immediately kicked the ball towards Wu Xiong.

The current Wu family is a mess, each with their own little calculations, thinking of taking a share of the huge sum of money, except for Wu Xiong and a very small number of younger generations, no one is interested in the New Oriental Martial Arts School, otherwise, they will not The rush to sell the New Oriental Martial Arts School is precisely because of this, the decisions about the New Oriental Martial Arts School are made by Wu Xiong as the representative.

"I agree to hand over the management of New Oriental Martial Arts School."

Wu Xiong stood up, said a word, and then walked out of the meeting room with a blank expression.

"Hey, those who know current affairs are the best!" Wang Zhu sneered.

Wu Xiong's body trembled, he turned his head and took a deep look at Wang Zhu, the fierce light in his eyes was fleeting, then turned around and strode away.

"Brother Stupid, amazing!" Qian Bo lowered his voice and gave Wang Zhu a thumbs up, with adoring eyes on his face.

"It's easy to talk about."

After Wu Xiong nodded, all the resistance was no longer resistance, the receiving work was carried out in an orderly manner, and the people Su Xue arranged to come over all looked at Wang Zhu with admiration.

Even the old scouts who had been watching outside praised Wang Zhu's ability. You must know that a group of veterans are ready to fight hard.

And Wang Zhu, with only his three-inch tongue, solved the matter.

For this reception, not only Su Xue found it difficult, but also Han Bing and the government's street staff were extremely troublesome. No one thought that Wang Zhu would dismiss the tough Wu Xiong with a few words.

In fact, Wang Chu had foreseen this kind of ending long ago.

The biggest obstacle to accepting the New Oriental Martial Arts School is the young faction represented by Wu Xiong. They are different from the older generation. They don’t want to let go of the New Oriental Martial Arts School. They dream of returning one day. Therefore, their attitude is the toughest. I hope to use the additional conditions to make use of the problem and give the new owner a blow.

But the young faction has a fatal weakness. They hope to use the "Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference" to restore the Wu family's glory. Now, Wang Zhu is putting pressure on this aspect, so they have to give in.

Wang Zhu had figured out Wu Xiong's thoughts long ago.

Now, the legal representative of the New Oriental Martial Arts School is no longer a member of the Wu family, so Wang Zhu can issue a statement in the name of the New Oriental Martial Arts School to cancel the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference at any time. The blow to Wu Xiong was fatal.

Once the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference is cancelled, the chances for the Wu family to make a comeback will become less and less. Undoubtedly, this is an opportunity for the Wu family, and it is also the only martial arts event for them to attract the attention of the outside world.

In addition to being a blow to the Wu family, the future risk of New Oriental Martial Arts School has plummeted.

Theoretically, canceling the Taiyang Mountain Martial Arts Conference or withdrawing from the Taiyang Mountain Martial Arts Conference will not benefit New Oriental Martial Arts School, which will only marginalize New Oriental Martial Arts School in the martial arts world, but at least New Oriental Martial Arts School will not be in direct danger. After all, if the New Oriental Martial Arts School loses, it is tantamount to dying directly...

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Neither Wu Xiong nor Wang Zhu wanted the Taiyang Mountain Martial Arts Conference to be cancelled. In fact, Wang Chu was unable to cancel the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference. After all, the Wu family was the host and the government supported it. The Wu family couldn't afford to cancel the name of the martial arts school, because after the Wu family sold the New Oriental martial arts school, they no longer had the qualifications to hold a grand martial arts conference.

After weighing the interests of all parties, Wang Zhu took the method of killing one thousand enemies and harming eight hundred to force Wu Xiong to hand over to New Oriental Martial Arts School without hesitation.

It was originally a tense situation, but when Wang Zhu came, he immediately turned hostility into friendship. Of course, this was only peace on the surface, and in the dark, the waves were turbulent...

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"Bingbing, when will your mother leave?" Wang Zhu called Han Bing into an empty office while everyone was busy. After entering, he immediately locked the door and held Han Bing in his arms.

"Wang Zhu, don't be like this..." Han Bing struggled a few times before giving up resistance. She was not as strong as Wang Zhu, and she also knew Wang Zhu's rascal.

"Bing Bing, I miss you so much." Wang Zhu spoke sweetly while flirting with Han Bing.

"There are people outside." Han Bing limp in Wang Zhu's arms, and his breathing became short of breath.

"What are you afraid of, this is my territory!" Wang Zhu said with a proud face.

"Don't...don't..." Han Bing's soft body twisted, trying to avoid Wang Zhu's further actions.

"When will your mother leave?" Wang Zhu asked again, his hands had completely penetrated into Han Bing's thick coat, kneading the soft and straight mountain.

"No...she won't...go...she wants to watch...watch me get married..." Han Bing panted again and again, and a rosy glow appeared on her snow-white cheeks.

"I won't!!" Wang Zhu tried his best to take off Han Bing's clothes. In the winter, the clothes were cumbersome, and Wang Zhu took a lot of effort.

"Wang stupid...don't...don't be here..." Han Bing begged helplessly.

"You won't let me go to your house." Wang Zhu was dissatisfied and continued to work hard. At this time, Han Bing's clothes were already disheveled, his snow-white and plump chest was exposed, and half of his leather skirt was taken off, revealing his sexy stockings .

"Evening...evening...I'll go to your place..." Han Bing grabbed Wang Zhu's hand and begged Wang Zhu.

"Really?" Wang Chu was overjoyed.

"Hey..." Han Bing lowered his head, blushing.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Taking advantage of Wang Zhu's dancing, Han Bing quickly put on his clothes, straightened his messy hair, and glared at Wang Zhu angrily: "Look at me like this, how can I see people?"

"Just see me." Wang Zhu kissed Han Bing on the cheek.

"Wang Zhu, we can't do this." After Han Bing was fully dressed, he looked at Wang Zhu with a serious face.

"What do you want?" Wang Zhu leaned in front of Han Bing with a salivating face.

"I'll see you at night." Han Bing was afraid that Wang Zhu would start to move again, so he quickly took a step back, keeping a distance from Wang Zhu, and sighed.

"Boom boom boom..."

Just when Wang Zhu still wanted to hug Han Bing, suddenly there was a knock on the door, and both of them were startled.

"Who?"

"it's me."

"Ah... old scout..." Wang Zhu was frightened out of his wits, and hurriedly straightened his clothes and put on his security hat.

"Open the door." The old scout continued to knock on the door.

"Here we come." Wang Zhu opened the door, "What's the matter?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm discussing the matter of the New Oriental Martial Arts School with Bing...Principal Han..." Wang Zhu had a guilty conscience, and he had a psychological shadow on the old scout, and his speech became hesitant. You know, he and Ye Lan were on the lawn back then. When I went up, I was caught and revealed by the old scout.

Han Bing didn't speak, lowered his head, and hurried out, the blush on his face hadn't faded.

"Really?" The old scout stared at Wang Zhu, with cloudy eyes, as if he wanted to see through Wang Zhu's internal organs.

"Yes, absolutely."

"Please fasten the buttons!"

The old scout looked Wang Zhu up and down, snorted coldly, turned and left.

"what……"

Wang Zhu looked down, and his face suddenly became hot, because he was in a hurry, and the buttons of the security uniform were misaligned up and down.

Because the members of the Wu family were very cooperative, handing over to the New Oriental Martial Arts School seemed a bit tedious, and Wang Zhu didn't bother to meddle, so he just passed away. After all, there were a large group of professionals to deal with it, so he, an uneducated security guard, was not needed.

Of course, the main reason was because the old scout's eyes seemed to be staring at him all the time, which made him restless and fidgety.

Just when Wang Zhu left the New Oriental Martial Arts School, a group of security guards at the gate of the school had been subdued by a group of veterans, and the captain of the security had been directly commanded by an old scout, so there was nothing wrong with Wang Zhu.

When Wang Zhu left the New Oriental Martial Arts School, he had a feeling of despair...

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"Wang Zhu, have you left New Oriental Martial Arts School?" Wang Zhu received a call from Su Xue less than ten minutes after leaving New Oriental Martial Arts School.

"Yeah."

"I'm at your rental house."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Um."

"Okay, I'll be right over."

Wang Zhu rushed to the rental house very quickly, Su Xue was already standing quietly outside the door of the rental house, Wang Zhu quickly opened the door and called Su Xue to go in.

Cao Susu had already gone to class, and the door was closed tightly, while Wang Zhu's room was empty, except for a kettle for boiling water and a few packets of instant noodles.

"Ahem...I don't have a cup here, how about eating instant noodles?" Wang Zhu boiled a pot of boiling water, turned around, but couldn't find the cup, and looked at Su Xue with embarrassment.

"Okay, I just haven't had lunch yet." Su Xue smiled lightly.

"The instant noodles taste good too. Would you like to add more soup?"

"Put more, you can drink it as tea." Su Xue pursed her lips, controlling her smile.

"Miss Su, please be serious. This is the daily life of our poor and lower-middle peasants. They are not born with a golden key in their mouths like you, and live in rich clothes every day." Wang Zhu tore open a bucket of instant noodles, poured boiling water, and found A filthy bar of soap was pressed against it.

"If I have a golden key in my mouth, you have a diamond key in my mouth." Su Xue said lightly.

"Okay, okay, don't mock me. No matter how much money the Wang family has, it has nothing to do with me. Excuse me, what is the business of Miss Su condescending to Wang's humble house?"

"It's okay, I just want to see you." Su Xue looked calm.

"Ah... no way, you are a goddess, why do you want to see diaosi all of a sudden?" Wang Zhu said with a chuckle.

"Am I your goddess?" Su Xue looked at Wang Zhu meaningfully.

"Yes!" Wang Zhu replied firmly.

"Is it the only one?" Su Xue stared at Wang Zhu with deep eyes, like a vast starry sky.