Super A boss is acting like a baby across the screen again

Chapter 95 General Meeting of Shareholders
Today, Ji Tingshen is still wearing a black handmade high-end suit, a white shirt, and expensive royal blue cufflinks on the cuffs.

The hair was sprayed with hairspray and combed back, the slightly long tails were draped over the collar, the metal glasses with chains were on the bridge of the nose, and there was a habitual smile on the corner of the mouth.

If it wasn't for sitting in a wheelchair with some restraint, everyone in the meeting room would have suspected that what they were attending was not a meeting, but a fashion show.

He really looks like Qi Qing.

Ji Huaize's eyes stared straight at Ji Tingshen's face.

Many memories flooded into my mind at once.

Just as he was engrossed in his thoughts, he suddenly met Ji Tingshen's eyes.

Ji Huaize came back to his senses instantly, his brows frowned, what he disliked the most were Ji Tingshen's eyes.

The whites of the eyes are too white, the pupils are too dark, if you stare at them for too long, there will always be a secret that can be seen through by him.

"Long time no see, everyone," Ji Ting said slowly, pulling the corners of his mouth deeply.

After Zhao Tianyi pushed him to the main position, he walked towards his own position.

"Something happened suddenly at home today, so it was delayed," Ji Tingshen said, "I'm really sorry for keeping everyone waiting for so long."

He said he was sorry, but the expression on his face and the tone of his speech were not half ashamed.

"What is Mr. Ji talking about?" a shareholder said first, "It's not that we can't understand your poor health. It's good if you can come to the meeting. I thought Mr. Zhao would hold it on his behalf."

When he said Mr. Zhao, he deliberately emphasized his tone.

Ji Tingshen didn't speak, and after a long time, he tilted his head towards Zhao Tianyi, "Who is this?"

"Mr. Liu," Zhao Tianyi looked towards the speaker, lowered his voice and said to Ji Tingshen, "Three percent shares."

"Oh," Ji Tingshen nodded exaggeratedly, "I said why I don't seem to have any impression."

Mr. Liu's expression suddenly became ugly.

"President Ji hasn't come to the company for a long time, and now he doesn't even know the shareholders of the company?"

An older middle-aged man sitting next to Ji Huaize took up the conversation.

"It's really not as good as Mr. Zhang's memory." Ji Ting looked at him with a deep smile, "I heard that Mr. Zhang went abroad for vacation some time ago. I don't know how he is doing?"

"How do you know I'm abroad?"

The man who spoke just now looked shocked.

It seemed that Ji Tingshen did not expect that he had gone abroad.

"It looks pretty good." Ji Ting squinted his eyes deeply. From a distance, his long eyelashes seemed to have brushed onto the lenses of his glasses. "Sure enough, people feel refreshed on happy occasions. As for how I know..."

He glanced at Ji Huaize beside the man.

Mr. Zhang suddenly looked at Ji Huaize.

Ji Huaize was almost pissed off by his stupidity, can't you see that Ji Tingshen is trying to sow discord?

"I also heard that Mr. Zhang plans to immigrate with his family recently," Ji Tingshen said in a casual tone, "I just don't know if the time has been set."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man seemed to be quite frightened, and his eyes were fixed on him.

"How on earth do you know that!"

"It doesn't matter how I know," Ji Ting's deep smile deepened, his naturally bright red lips and slightly pale skin set off each other, making him look a little unreal at this moment.

"I just know that if someone wants to transfer my money quietly, it will definitely pay the price."

When Ji Tingshen said this sentence, his tone was very slow, as if he jumped out word by word.

While talking, she stared at the man with her eyes, and saw the cold sweat dripping down his face, and then slowly leaned back in the chair.

The conference room was silent for a moment, as if the heartbeat of the people around could be heard.

Ji Huaize's complexion was very bad.

He hasn't said a word since Ji Tingshen came in, as if he was completely suppressed by the other party.

What surprised him the most was that Ji Tingshen knew so much.

That old man Wang Baishan clearly reported Ji Tingshen's developments to him in detail before. He has hardly been out of the nursing home in the past two months, and Zhao Tianyi's focus is also on the project in hand, so when did he find out about this? .

Just as he was thinking, Ji Tingshen spoke again.

"I just found out that Uncle Wang, who is the company's third largest shareholder, didn't come."

No one in the conference room spoke.

"Hey," Ji Tingshen glanced at Ji Huaize again, pretending to see him just now, "Isn't this Chairman Ji, why do you have time to go back to the company?"

His tone was full of surprise, but his expression was calm.

Ji Huaize gave him a cold look, but didn't speak.

Posing.

Ji Tingshen didn't know he was coming?
Liar ghosts don't believe it.

Seeing that the person opposite had no intention of answering his question, Ji Tingshen turned his attention to Zhao Tianyi again.

Zhao Tianyi once again used the voice that was loud enough for the entire meeting room to hear, and said in a "small" voice: "Mr. Wang has already transferred all his shares in the Ji Group to Director Ji some time ago."

"Oh," Ji Tingshen replied lazily again and nodded.

"I said that the company held a general meeting of shareholders, and what the irrelevant people came to do, so that's what happened."

Tang Niandong, who was sitting by the side, suddenly laughed when he heard that he had nothing to do with the personnel.

"President Ji is still as humorous as ever."

"Tang always has vision," Ji Ting leaned back on the wheelchair and smiled at Tang Niandong.

Seeing their topic getting more and more biased, Ji Huaize sneered from the side, "Ting Shen, your wings are really hard now."

"Look at what Director Ji said," Ji Ting said with deep eyebrows and picturesque eyes, smiling clearly, but the eyes of those who watched were not very warm, "Is my wings hard? Didn't you know when you went abroad a few years ago?"

"Oh," Ji Huaize snorted coldly, "Then I think we should open the skylight and speak plainly."

"Speak, listen," Ji Tingshen returned to his previous lazy look.

"Wang Baishan's shares have all been transferred to me now, as well as Mr. Xia, Mr. Yuan, and Mr. Hu before," Ji Huaize said, "21.7% of my shares now belong to the company's largest shareholder."

Ji Tingshen kept tapping his fingertips on his knees while he was speaking, and stopped after listening to his words, and then raised his hand to support the non-prescribing flat mirror.

"21.7?" Ji Tingshen repeated his words, "It's really a lot."

Ji Huaize looked at him and smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes piled up.

The people in the conference room were also shocked by the news. Although they were still a little afraid of Ji Tingshen, they couldn't control their mouths that wanted to discuss with the people around them.

All of a sudden, the entire meeting room was filled with whispers.

Zhao Tianyi didn't expect such a scene, Lao Gao frowned.

He went to see Ji Tingshen for the first time, and when he saw the smile on Ji Tingshen's face subsided, and his frown frowning as he stared at the document in front of him, his heart skipped a beat.

"Ah Shen?"

Zhao Tianyi gently touched Ji Tingshen's arm.

He knew that Wang Baishan would transfer his shares to Ji Huaize, but he didn't expect that someone else would give away his shares.

Now the company's development is in the limelight, and it is considered the best and most promising in the industry. All shareholders just wait for the money to be distributed. There is no reason to give away the money they get.

Stupid?
Or did Ji Huaize promise them some benefits in private?
Ji Tingshen didn't speak, felt Zhao Tianyi's hand stretched out, and glanced at him lightly.

"Tingshen," Ji Huaize sneered when he saw Ji Tingshen like this.

But he insisted on pretending to be a loving father, "It's not that I said that you should recuperate at home if you are not in good health. You said that you don't have to worry about food or drink, so why do you have to work hard by yourself?"

Ji Ting turned to look at him deeply.

"I asked an expert abroad before," Ji Huaize continued, "You have to rest because of your illness, why don't I arrange for you to go out to relax and recuperate in a few days?"

Ji Tingshen still didn't speak.

"I was also very sad when your mother passed away," Ji Huaize didn't know why he suddenly mentioned Qi Qing, "but it's not my fault alone, it's her—"

Before he could finish his words, the expression of the young man in the wheelchair suddenly changed.

Staring at him with pitch-black eyes, he stood up directly from the wheelchair.

Ji Huaize was taken aback. When he saw Ji Tingshen being pushed in by Zhao Tianyi, he thought his leg or foot was injured. At this moment, he saw that Ji Tingshen, who was a little thin but still masculine, was full of oppression. Stepping in front of him, he instinctively took a big step back.

But it was still slow, when Ji Ting stood in front of him expressionlessly, Ji Huaize saw the bright killing intent from his flashing emotions.

The cold sweat on his head fell instantly.

"Ting, deep in the court..."

"A Shen!"

Zhao Tianyi was also terrified, afraid that he would see Ji Tingshen take out a knife from his arms in the next second, and plunge it directly into Ji Huaize's heart.

The discussion in the conference room came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked at Ji Tingshen with dumbfounded.

"Huh?" Ji Tingshen stood for almost half a minute before he tilted his head in confusion, and when everyone's eyes were on his face, he suddenly took out the things in his arms and patted them on the table.

He was very hard this time.

The table in the conference room "bang" because of his action, and Ji Huaize was so frightened that he immediately jumped up.

"Ji Tingshen, how dare you kill your father in public!"

Others in the meeting room were also shocked by his slap.

Among them, Zhao Tianyi's movements were the most exaggerated, he almost jumped out to block Ji Huaize's knife.

Stabbing him is fine, but if Ji Huaize is killed, he will go to jail.

"Ji Dong, what does this mean?"

Ji Tingshen stood beside the table, holding a folder under his hands, looking at Ji Huaize who was about to jump out of the huge French window with a look of surprise, with a look of confusion.

The others also came to their senses because of his words.

"What do you mean?" Ji Huaize looked terrified.

"Me?" The expression on Ji Tingshen's face became even more confused, "I just have a document here, and I want you to have a look at it yourself, Director Ji. I didn't expect you to react so strongly."

Ji Huaize still didn't believe it, and stood there motionless.

With his back turned to everyone, Ji Ting smiled at him, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"you……"

"Me?" Ji Ting looked at him deeply, "I don't think it's me who is in a bad state of mind, but Director Ji, who was surprised."

Ji Huaize listened to Ji Tingshen's calm tone, looked at his abnormally white face, and the cruelty in his dark eyes, opened his mouth, but the words that reached his throat seemed to be tightly held down by someone. Same.

His eyes widened in horror.

so similar.

Ji Tingshen's expression and eyes are too similar to Qi Qing.

It was too much like Qi Qing who had been appearing in his nightmares for more than 20 years.

"Ji Dong, Ji Dong!"

A slightly worried voice dragged Ji Huaize back from his memory to reality, his respiratory system that seemed to be choked by someone was suddenly loosened, and he took a big breath.

Look at Ji Tingshen again.

He had already sat back in the wheelchair, looking at the documents in hand with a smile on his lips.

"Are you okay?" A person standing beside Ji Huaize looked at Ji Huaize with some concern.

"It's okay," Ji Huaize waved his hand.

When he sat back on the chair again, he realized that the shirt inside his suit was completely soaked in sweat, and his throat was dry and sore.

"Is Director Ji okay?"

Ji Ting took a deep look at Ji Huaize, the expression on his face was very normal, not at all the madness when he was carrying someone behind his back just now, "If you have nothing to do, then look at the documents on the table."

Ji Huaize stared at him for a few seconds before turning his gaze back to look at the document.

The more you look, the uglier your face becomes.

At the end, my hands were shaking so much that I almost couldn't grasp the thin piece of paper.

"You are framing!"

He stood up abruptly.

"Framed?" Ji Ting looked at him deeply, his expression was still very peaceful, "Actually, I don't believe it was you who did it, but you have seen it too, and the evidence is all here."

"What evidence?"

From the beginning of this shareholder meeting to the present, Zhao Tianyi felt like an outsider.

Completely incomprehensible.

Why did Ji Huaize become the person with the largest shareholding, and why did he suddenly stand up and accuse him of framing?

"I wanted to wait a little longer," Ji Ting looked at Ji Huaize deeply, "but now I suddenly don't want to continue playing."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door of the conference room, and two policemen walked in, "Which one is Ji Huaize, someone called the police saying that you were involved in a case 20 years ago, please follow us to the police station for investigation. "

No one except Ji Tingshen expected such an event.

They all sat blankly on the chairs, staring at the scene in front of them.

"I'm not, it's none of my business," Ji Huaize's face was full of horror, he kept backing away, until he tripped over something, and then sat down on the ground.

The police have also confirmed who it is at this time, and they will arrest people when they go up.

"I was framed," Ji Huaize struggled violently, "I was framed, and Ji Tingshen was you! It was you, an unfilial son, who wanted to kill me! You are patricide..."

"Mr. Ji, please come with us." A policeman turned around and looked at Ji Tingshen in the wheelchair.

"Wait a minute, comrade policeman."

Zhao Tianyi finally came to his senses, stepped forward and stood next to Ji Tingshen, "He is not in good health, can you go now, I will drive him here."

The policeman took a look at Ji Tingshen, saw that his face was indeed a little pale, and nodded.

"Okay then, hurry up."

"Okay, thank you comrade," Zhao Tianyi said.

The conference room was quiet again, and no one expected to wait for the shareholders' meeting all morning, and the result was that Ji Huaize was arrested.

And they still don't know what the exact reason is.

"The meeting is over," Zhao Tianyi waved his hands at the crowd who obviously wanted to hear gossip, and then pushed Ji Tingshen directly to his office.

After locking the door, he suddenly squatted in front of Ji Tingshen's wheelchair.

"Brother, I beg you, can you inform me in advance if something happens in the future?"

Ji Ting rolled his eyelids and looked at him deeply.

"Come on, feel it," Zhao Tianyi directly pulled Ji Tingshen's hand over and placed it on his chest, "My heart is beating so fast that I'm about to jump out!"

"hiss--"

Ji Tingshen withdrew his hand in disgust, "Speak as you speak, what are you doing holding my hand?"

　Brother Yan took Little Rose's hand
　　Little Rose Fairy: I will be with you all night Σ(|||▽|||)
　　Zhao Xiaopang took Mr. Ji's hand

　　Ji Tingshen: Just talk when you talk, hold my hand and let go of what you are doing (╯‵ ′)╯︵┴─┴

　　
　
(End of this chapter)