Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite

"So far, you have no right to fire my people, and... I must remind you that if you do anything that will affect Muhammad, I will immediately convene the board and re-elect!"

"Your people?" Chen Ziming sneered out from the teeth. "Mu always don't forget, Mu's is not all of you. These employees are Mu's employees, and Muhs is not only yours, but also belongs to me. , belongs to every shareholder."

"Because of this, you don't have this qualification." Mu Tianye slightly chin, "If you want to have absolute control over Muhammad, unless you have more than 50% of Mu's shares. Next time, think twice!"

Chen Ziming has to say something more, Mu Tianye has turned around and frowned at the people.

"go back to work!"

"Yes, Mu, total!"

Everyone should be eager to leave the meeting room one by one and return to their own jobs.

Now, Muhammad is the eventful autumn. Each of them has a lot of work to be busy. It really has no time to play this boring trick with Chen Ziming, but it is just mad, but it is deliberately difficult for Chen Ziming.

Most of these guys worked hard with Mu Tianye in the past to jointly win this piece of land and have absolute loyalty to Mu Tianye.

Even if two or three people were later recruited by Mu Tianye, they could sit under him if they were high, and of course they were smart people. It was clear that the goods like Chen Ziming could not be the opponents of Mu Tianye, who would be stupid to stand up. Chen Ziming's camp?

The more difficult it is to see people, the more time is the time to test them, this time in case of misbehavior, then it is the disaster of extinction, the traitors never end well, smart people understand this.

In just a few words, Mu Tianye completely reversed the situation.

This has also proved who is the real core of Muhammad.

Watching everyone go out of the meeting room, Mu Tianye inserted his hand into the trouser pocket and turned to the door.

"Mu Tianye!"

Chen Ziming sighed low.

The tall figure in a black suit stopped at the doorstep, then turned his face slightly in his direction.

"Chen Dong, you still have two days!"

After all, the man regained his gaze and went away.

Standing on the table, Chen Ziming snorted several times in a row, finally still did not control, raised his hand and grabbed the chair behind him, and slammed it out.

The chair hit the wall and bounced back, squatting on the floor, so unfortunately, just hit his little finger on his right foot.

The slender toe was also the most painful. Lifting his right foot, Chen Ziming bent and frowned and sucked in the cool air.

"Oh shit!"

The assistant took everything in his eyes and resisted not laughing, coming over and holding his arm.

"Chen Chen, you are fine, it hurts!"

"nonsense!"

Chen Ziming pushed the assistant away with anger and anger. He rubbed his painful feet and frowned and walked out of the conference room. The assistant whispered and ran out to chase it out.

Go through the profile, into the elevator, down the stairs...

Chen Ziming frowned, always silent, taking a deep breath again and again, adjusting his emotions, trying to calm himself down.

When he sat down in the back seat of the car downstairs, his expression was much calmer.

Despite his unwillingness in his heart, he has to recognize the reality. At this moment, he simply can’t fight Mu Tianye.

How to do?

give up? !

of course not!

If you want to completely defeat Mu Tianye, there is only one way to go - really take down Muhammad.