Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Assistant Zhang roared angrily, letting out a sigh of relief in his heart.

Let you make trouble while Mr. Jiang is lying down.Let you say there is no one in charge.

Assistant Zhang's roar definitely had some effect. The lawyer behind him stepped forward immediately, unfolded a legal document, and politely said to the troublemakers: "Please take a look."

A few minutes later, a person spoke first, with a smile on his face that was trying to muddle through, and he was ready to explain the matter in a vague way.

"Zhang Special Assistant, could you take it out earlier? We are just worried that the company has no decision-maker."

"That's right. It's well said. A country cannot be left without an owner for a day, and the same goes for our group."

"Yes, we will do our best to help Mrs. Jiang overcome this difficulty."

Several people opened their mouths, and they said this as soon as they opened their mouths. They were the ones who had no choice but to mess with it, and it seemed that An Ning was at fault.

"Trouble?"

An Ning didn't hide his sarcasm at all. He just happened to be full of anger and had nowhere to express it. Killing a few to practice his skills and offering sacrifice flags would be good.

“就凭你们几個吗？谁给你们的脸自觉自己很重要，没有你们公司运转不下去了？”

"Sliding the world's great joke."

"Special Assistant Zhang, call the security guards to come up. Those who are fired will be fired, and those who cancel cooperation will be cancelled. There is no room for negotiation."

"Yes!"

The security guards were already in place. Assistant Zhang waved his hand, and several people came up to restrain the people who were leading the trouble.

“伱不能这样！你这样做会失去民心，会搞垮公司的！”

"Let me go, you have no right to do this!"

An Ning smiled contemptuously.

“老娘钱多的是，公司黄了我就再给江夏开一个，你们算个屁！”

一摆手，几个人被保安迅速带走，这一层安静的诡异。

"Why, is there anyone else who wants to go with them?"

Everyone retreated with a roar and started working.

An Ning called Zhang Teshu into the office. Ten minutes later, Zhang Teshu worried the managers of each department and held a meeting.

In the conference room, An Ning sat in Jiang Xia's seat, pointed with one finger and said: "Start."

The first manager to report began to report, but An Ning still had no response. Everyone sitting there had too many questions in their hearts, but they just didn't dare to say anything.

They don't think An Ning understands the internal affairs of the group, but the previous scenes are still in front of them, and they still cooperate in order to save their jobs.

"Stop—you made a mistake in calculating the data."

An Ning stood up from the chair and stared down.

"I have never studied economics, but if I wanted to, I could graduate from this subject in three days."

"I can remember all the words you said and all the documents you handed in, just once. This is called photographic memory."

"I, An Ning, the wife of Jiang Xia, have a photographic memory. I am a doctoral tutor and professor at Jingshi University, and a researcher at the National Research Institute. If I have such an identity, you think you can still ignore me and fool me. Come to the meeting with an attitude, then where is the door, get out!"

An Ning slapped his hands on the table, and the heart of the person sitting there suddenly skipped a beat.

"While Jiang Xia is hospitalized, all documents will be handed in normally. You just need to do your own thing."

"Dismiss!"

Aloof and peaceful, he walked out of the office with a cold look. People in the office wiped the sweat from their heads. It was so scary.

They even felt that An Ning was more terrifying than Jiang Xia. She... was like a tyrant who was polite before fighting.