Super Special Forces King

Chapter 423

423.

"Excuse me, Miss Zhuo Zhaoyun, are you teasing me?" Zhang Feng asked with a smile.

Zhuo Zhaoyun bit her lip lightly, winking like silk, nodding slightly.

Zhang Feng was so angry, so blatant teasing was unbearable, stood up and directly hugged Zhuo Zhaoyun, and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

After a big battle, the two sides retreated in gold.

"Let's go, go to the company, today we have to solve all the things that need to be solved." Zhang Feng said lightly.

Zhuo Zhaoyun blushed and looked even more charming, so naturally there was no objection.

Armed Zhang Feng and walked out of the hotel, drove in the car and drove quickly towards the jewelry company.

It was ten o'clock in the morning when I arrived at the entrance of the jewelry company. Ambrose brought a few bodyguards to the company early, waiting anxiously, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Yesterday, Mr. Feng won't play by himself again, right? Why haven't you come to the company so late?

Zhuo Zhaoyun had already notified the human resources department in the car, asking them to notify all employees of the cancellation of the original three-day paid vacation and double the salary.

When he arrived at the door of the company, Zhang Feng looked through the window of the car to the guard standing at the door, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Today, he is about to deal with the guy who eats inside and out.

Sasha at the front desk saw Zhuo Zhaoyun and Zhang Feng walk into the company's door, and immediately greeted him, and said, "Mr. Zhuo, a gentleman named Ambrose is waiting for you in the meeting room." After speaking, she leaned closer and whispered: " Mr. Zhuo, that Mr. Ambrose looks particularly scary, he doesn't look like a good person."

Hearing what she said, Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile. What you mean by not being a good person is not a good person. If the godfather of the Paris underground world is a good person, I am afraid there will be no bad people in this world.

At the same time, I also affirmed in my heart that the receptionist girl named Sasha was still responsible. He turned to Zhuo Zhaoyun and said, "Zhaoyun, this girl should be reused."

Zhuo Zhaoyun nodded. During this period of time, the internal and external troubles of patronizing the company have not had time to cultivate a truly reliable henchman. It is not a long-term solution to always reuse the company's original staff.

"Before get off work tonight, Sasha, you go to my office to report, and I will see what position is suitable for you." After that, Zhuo Zhaoyun quickly walked towards the conference room.

Sasha was surprised. She was not a graduate from a famous university, otherwise it would not be just a front desk. I didn't expect such an opportunity.

The two were about to walk to the door of the meeting room. Zhang Feng said from behind Zhuo Zhaoyun: "This Ambrose is a powerful character. I have promised to give him 10% of the company's shares, and the company's security will be given to him in the future. Be responsible, and let him maintain the company’s sales channels."

Zhuo Zhaoyun now has a heart hanging on Zhang Feng's body, so naturally she has no objections, and she knows that Zhang Feng will definitely not suffer a loss, and it must be worthwhile to pay 10% of the shares.

Two people walked into the conference room and saw Ambrose, Zhang Feng took the lead and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Ambrose made you wait for a long time. Something was delayed this morning." Naturally, it cannot be said because it happened in the morning. A war between men and women came too late.

Ambrose naturally wouldn't struggle with such a thing, waved his hand and said: "It's okay. This is the share transfer contract I prepared for overnight."

Zhang Feng nodded. The Europeans did things simply and neatly. It didn't take much time to pass the contract to Zhuo Zhaoyun and said, "Zhaoyun, just sign it."

Zhuo Zhaoyun took out the signature pen from the bag to sign.

"Wait." Ambrose interrupted: "Mr. Feng, don't you need to look at the content of the contract?"

Zhang Feng sneered and said with a sneer: "Could the dignified Parisian underground godfather still work on this small contract, isn't that too petty?"

Ambrose nodded secretly in his heart, and the evaluation of Zhang Feng in his heart was a bit higher, just because of this pride, it is not something ordinary people can have. It seems that after returning home, he has to throw his trash son into the Seine River to feed the fish, otherwise it will make people suspicious.

Alden, lying in the hospital, did not know that he had been sentenced to death by Ambrose's thought.

One party to the contract has already signed Ambrose, and now Zhuo Zhaoyun has signed the contract, and the contract will come into effect. In duplicate, with each party holding one.

Ambrose handed the contract to his subordinates, stood up and said, "Since the matter is finished, I will not bother Mr. Feng. But please rest assured that the company's safety issues are on me. I will also be responsible for sales channels. I dare not say that there is no jewelry powder sales and dare to deliberately lower prices."

"I don't worry about this. It's just that Mr. Ambrose doesn't have to go in such a hurry. There is a good show for you to be particularly interesting." Zhang Feng said with a sneer.

"Oh? A particularly interesting show? Then I have to have a good knowledge." Ambrose sat down again.

Zhang Feng whispered a few words in Zhuo Zhaoyun's ear, who nodded and walked out of the meeting room.

Within a few minutes, Zhuo Zhaoyun walked in again and said in Zhang Feng's ear: "Zhang Feng, all the employees of the company have assembled in the workshop."

Nodded, Zhang Feng said: "The stage has been set up, let's go, Mr. Ambrose, let's go to the theater."

After speaking, he stood up and Zhuo Zhaoyun walked outside.

Ambrose frowned slightly, good show? No matter what, he stood up and greeted the bodyguard standing behind to follow Zhang Feng to the outside.

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In the production workshop, the employees of the jewellery company gathered together and whispered, wondering what the president asked them to do.

The guards in uniforms got together and talked unscrupulously. The words were full of ugly jokes, and the protagonist was their president Zhuo Zhaoyun.

Zhang Feng walked into the production workshop and heard them joking about Zhuo Zhaoyun. He couldn't help but slightly rise in murderous intent in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth sneered. Now you can still laugh, and for a while, I will make you cry and find it difficult.

Ambrose and the bodyguard also walked in, and they were even more suspicious. Isn't this the production workshop? Can there be any good show.

The employees also closed their mouths and looked at Zhang Feng and Zhuo Zhaoyun curiously.

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "I called everyone together today because there are some things to talk about."

"What are you, you still have to talk to us." A disdainful voice came from the crowd. The speaker must think that he can't be found in the crowd.