After the car accident, she lay down and ate melon

Fatty Yuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked towards the main seat with fear.

If Mr. Gu and the little ancestor mistakenly thought that he had ulterior motives and was an undercover sent by the Yuan family, then should he now think about how he was going to die???

No, no... No, don't panic.

Don’t panic!

Explain... yes, yes, yes... Explain quickly!!!

"Gu Gu, Mr. Gu, I have sold all the shares I own to Miss, Miss, Miss, really, really!"

After Fatty Yuan finished his bitter explanation, his sweaty, greasy face was twisted and hideous, and he pointed his short, fat finger at Zhang Jiapeng, "You, you, you..." for a long time without uttering a complete sentence.

Gu Xiaoxiao sat leisurely waiting to watch the show, and saw that Fatty Yuan's face and body were full of flattery and fawning just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a rage and almost jumped up in anger.

The chair that Fatty Yuan was sitting on scraped against the marble floor, making a harsh and noisy creaking sound. Gu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but frown.

Fatty Yuan's eyes wandered around, and he happened to see Gu Xiaoxiao frowning and nodding at him.

Has the little ancestor accepted it?

good good!

Hurrah!

Hahahaha, if I can really succeed this time, maybe this little evil guy will let me go?

Fatty Yuan's eyes rolled around, he pointed at Zhang Jiapeng and sneered:

"Zhang Jiapeng, you old bastard, if you don't sell your shares to me, you're a fucking coward!"

"Come on, let's do it together now, in front of everyone!"

Fatty Yuan no longer looked anxious and angry, and even had a hint of pride and provocation on his face, as he urged Zhang Jiapeng confidently.

Zhang Jiapeng thought he was too frightened and deaf, so he heard Fatty Yuan's bold side. He felt heavy in his heart.

Humph, Fatty Yuan is an unpopular abandoned child, how can I transfer my shares to him?

It was just to drag him into this, but he was so stupid that he took it seriously? ? ?

Gu Yanlin's scrutinizing eyes fell on Fatty Yuan. The people beside Fatty Yuan pulled the complacent Yuan Weimin a few times and said, "Boss Yuan, is the big boss still here?"

The colleague on the other side saw that Fatty Yuan ignored his colleague, so he also made a few comments and whispered a reminder:

"Old Yuan, how could you forget that if our boss gets really angry, it will be terrible..."

Gu Xiaoxiao glanced at the two people on both sides of Fatty Yuan without leaving a trace, and took in all their little movements.

Fatty Yuan gave the two of them a grateful and reassuring look, indicating that they were fine.

Zhang Jiapeng seemed to have grasped some kind of big handle, he laughed loudly, and took the opportunity to continue to drag people down:

"Gu Yanlin, look, Yuan Datou is collecting shares for the Yuan family."

Zhang Jiapeng's lackeys seemed to be a little better at this moment. They didn't dare to look directly at the two people in the main seat. Instead, they stared at Fatty Yuan and echoed Zhang Jiapeng:

"That's right, Yuan Datou is too unkind."

"I heard that the Yuan family has cooperated a lot with Mingyue Group in recent years. This Yuan Datou is so active, could it be..."

"It's possible. Otherwise, why would Old Yuan assign a useless vase to the planning department and let her get such a high salary even though she doesn't do anything?"

"..."

The atmosphere in the conference room froze again. Fatty Yuan was so anxious that he scratched his head and forgot about the plan he had just come up with to trick Zhang Jiapeng into giving the shares to Gu Xiaoxiao. His face flushed and he stammered:

"Zhang Jiapeng, you old bastard, if you really sell it to me, I will…just help…help, help the young lady to buy…buy, buy. I guarantee it with my life, really…really, really, young lady!"

Fatty Yuan clasped his hands together and bowed timidly to Gu Xiaoxiao.

His belly, which was at least five or six months pregnant, was pressing against his chest, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't bend his upper body. He looked almost like Xiong Er, as funny as it could be.

For the first time, Fatty Yuan regretted not listening to his fitness coach and insisting on losing the fat that was getting in the way. He kept begging for mercy from Gu Xiaoxiao in frustration...

This scene made everyone in the conference room, including Gu Yanlin, look like clay sculptures or wooden sculptures, dumbfounded.

What did they see???

This young lady, who had just been recognized less than half an hour ago, should be in her twenties. Is she that scary???

Isn’t this little girl very pretty?

Could it be that Mr. Yuan is afraid of beautiful women???

Someone looked at Gu Xiaoxiao maliciously, and then glanced at Fatty Yuan's indescribable figure, as if he had realized some great secret -

Yes, compared with this Miss Ghost, the women that Mr. Yuan had played with were only barely pleasing to the eye, except for their well-developed limbs. They were indeed not in the same league.

As for this ghost-seeing lady's ability to stir up trouble, I'm afraid it's still a bit exaggerated...

Gu Yanlin looked at Gu Xiaoxiao again. He had hardly heard his sister's voice recently. How many good things had this girl done behind their backs?

Look how she scared Yuan Weimin?

No, Yuan Weimin had dared to stand up for Gu Mingli so openly before, how could he be a coward???

It seems that Yuan Weimin has a big handle in his sister's hands...

Sister Wen and Lu Yunting, who were standing next to Gu Xiaoxiao, as well as Jiang Da Kui and others, all looked again at Gu Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in the wheelchair and accepting the good news leisurely.

Gu Xiaoxiao was sipping the fruit tea that her bodyguard had brought her at some point in time. She looked so nonchalant, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

Countless doubts swirled around them like a miasma. Before they could figure out what was going on, Gu Xiaoxiao glanced at Fatty Yuan with disdain:

"Okay, sit down."

Fatty Yuan finally seemed to have pressed the pause button. He was stunned for a moment, then sat down happily as if he had been pardoned, as if the coward who had just begged for mercy in a ridiculous way was not him.

Gu Xiaoxiao looked at Zhang Jiapeng, who was still thinking about how to fight to the death, jokingly, "Haha, Zhang Jiapeng, do you really still have shares?"

Facing the confused and bewildered looks of the crowd, Zhang Jiapeng said proudly:

"Haha, of course!"

Zhang Jiapeng's tone was affirmative and firm.

"Gu Xiaoxiao, so what even if you are a shareholder of Gu Group?"

"I have 5% of the shares, and the Yuan family has always been interested in the shares of the Gu Group."

Gu Yanlin's brows were tightly twisted into a small mountain, and anyone who saw the cold aura on his body would know that Gu Yanlin was on the verge of a rage.

Zhang Jiapeng looked at the "frustrated" Gu Yanlin with smugness, "Tell me, if I sell it to them, will they still tolerate you, a troublemaker, messing around and framing the company's veterans and shareholders?"