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Chapter 172 It's time to force the palace, isn't it?

The wish was very excited and caused the cough to continue. Jian Yan hurried over to take care of her, patted her back and handed the water. After a while, she stopped, but her breath was unstable and her face was very bad.

"Change crisis public relations, hold a press conference, and let Vice President Lin personally preside over the relevant responsibilities, a piece of responsibility that we should bear, let Vice President Li personally connect with the police, and investigate the whole story as soon as possible at all costs, and..."

Her thoughts were constantly moving, and she would give in to everything she thought of, and at the same time, she asked Xiao Zui to call a lawyer and start a think tank.

Make Wishes are in a bad state now and your brain is a little messy. With a think tank to help you out with advice, you can be better.

After Xiao Zui left, Xuyou still coughed a little. Jian Yan was there and felt distressed and helpless. She was anxious to find Dr. Wen, but was stopped by Xuyou.

"No big deal, it will be better in a while." With the lessons of the past, she now knows her physical condition well.

However, why have you accumulated experience in something like illness? It’s speechless to think about it.

The lawyer made a wish to ask him to hurry up and prepare materials, and strive to conduct a second trial as soon as possible for Li Mengyao's previous case.

Afterwards, I discussed the two pieces of land in Beijing with everyone in the think tank. The board of directors had already learned about it. The company was in panic, the working capital was insufficient on the books, and several other projects also needed money.

For a moment, Li Mengyao had successfully forced her into a dead end. Whether to compromise and give up her shares, solve the problem, or find another way out, the people were in a dilemma.

Therefore, make a wish and make a quick decision and raise funds.

Since Li Mengyao wants to go to war with her and Xu, then everything is nothing more than a contest of money. The so-called money can make the devil push the grinding, and the truth is the same.

The next day, Xu Yuan insisted on leaving the hospital.

As soon as I arrived at the company, I met my cousin and his wife first.

The couple has some shares of Xu, but they are not very close to Xu Yong on weekdays. This time, they probably heard some rumors and questioned them as soon as they opened their mouths.

The pressure of making a wish has been beyond imagination recently, but it is still because of the relatives and the tone is gentle and comforting, but the other party does not listen at all, but instead becomes more domineering.

As a result, she lost her good face. When her cousin and his wife left, she felt very uncomfortable.

The documents, every page sent by Li Mengyao, were related to the debts of the two places in Beijing.

This is clearly a sign of force.

She tore it apart and threw it away, and the phone rang here.

The grandfather and grandmother, who have rarely called her, called at this time, and as soon as they opened their mouths, "Make a wish, you and Mengyao are all sisters at least. If you don't look at anything else, just look at the same blood flowing in your bodies. As for this company, as long as it is our Xu family, you can do it. If you are the sister, please give in to your sister and don't argue with her..."

These few words were like sharp swords attacking from the sky, stabbing her heart one after another.

As she was fourteen years old, she inherited the family business, worked hard to run the company, and supported all her relatives, but she did not make any contributions. She also said that her sisters and sisters asked her to give way to the position. Where did she do this?!

She can't do it, and she will never be able to bear it!

"Grandma, you are really my dear grandma, but I'm so sorry, I'm going to let you down!" She hung up the phone and wanted to fall out.

A burst of anger hit his heart, and Zuo Zhan's cold and handsome handsome handsome man jumped into his eyes again. For a moment, he couldn't help but make a wish and coughed.

"Why are you so angry?" Zuo Zhan walked around very quickly, holding her back and patting her back, his tone was urgent, "Why are you feeling sick..."

Before he could finish his words, a shocking red stinged his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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