Pei Yucheng seemed a little displeased when he heard Director Qian's wailing, and slowly looked at the hurtful young man with his cold eyes: "Did I ask you to do it?"

Following these words, Pei Yucheng's indifferent and cold eyes immediately became extremely cold.

The young man coughed lightly, swallowed, and said weakly, "My hands are slippery..."

When the boy next to him saw that he was scolded by Pei Yucheng, he rolled his eyes at him with schadenfreude, "You deserve it! Don't you know that the boss hates violence the most?"

The young man murmured in a low voice, "Yes, yes, the boss hates violence the most, and the boss is the gentlest. I am not used to it for a while..."

The curly-haired boy threw away the lollipop in his mouth, straightened his clothes, took a large stack of documents from the cold-faced woman, then walked up to the directors and politely started distributing them one by one.

While sending it, he said, "I've been disrespectful to you all, but I would like to apologize to all the directors. These documents are plans we have carefully prepared for you. I believe you will all be satisfied."

Subsequently, each of the directors who caused the trouble was issued a document.

Originally, these people were all waiting with proud expressions to see what plan Pei Yucheng had prepared to satisfy them.

As a result, when they saw the contents of those plans clearly, their expressions all changed.

Director Qian couldn't care less about the severe pain in his palms, and quickly covered the documents with both hands. Others had similar attitudes, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

Anything in these files is enough to ruin their reputation and lead them to death without a burial place...

But these things are all extremely secretive. How did Pei Yucheng...how did he find out!

And the three people who suddenly appeared next to him are not simple characters in any way.

Everyone seemed to be meeting Pei Yucheng for the first time. Their faces were filled with uncertainty and fear...

Director Qian's face turned the color of pig liver. He stood up in anger and shouted in front of everyone, "Pei Yucheng, you... what do you mean? How dare you play tricks on us! You are a greenhorn.

Yellow-haired boy! Who do you think you are? How dare you play with me! I'll call Chairman Pei right away and let him see the good things you've done! Do you think these things can make me shut up? Do you think...

…Do you think……"

Pei Yucheng did not let anyone stop Director Qian from yelling. He slowly sat back on the chair, lowered his eyes, and lit a cigarette for himself.

The next second, the man slowly raised his head through a thin layer of smoke, and his night-like eyes penetrated the lenses and smoke and landed on Director Qian's face...

At this moment, Director Qian was like a duck with his throat cut open. All his words were blocked in his throat and he could only make a panicked roar.

The man at the head of the table obviously looked gentle and elegant, but just one look made it seem as if his soul had been frozen.

The huge conference room was filled with dead silence, like a tomb.

Even Cheng Mo and the other three people on the side stopped breathing and did not dare to look directly into the man's eyes.

Even they can't withstand the pressure of this level of crushing, let alone ordinary people...

Qian Dong was sweating like rain, his fat body was shaking so much that he wanted to sift chaff, and yellow urine actually dripped on the chair...
Chapter completed!