Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

At the end of the bidding meeting, President Nuoen was surrounded by people in an instant. Everyone rushed to hand over business cards to President Nuoen, wanting to get acquainted with this very potential boss.

The most positive among them is Xie Dingnan and his friends.

The president of Nuoen is very talkative, very modest and courteous. He carefully put away everyone's business cards, and promised to invite everyone to drink and get acquainted with him.

With such a communicative, humble personality, the president of Norn instantly gained a wave of goodwill, which was impressive.

Mu Nanfeng Huo Ran got up and put his hands in his pockets.

Seeing the scene in front of him, his thin sexy lips evoked an arc of contempt and irony.

These people really can fart rainbows.

Mu Nanfeng's deep eyes concealed a trace of murderous intent, and he stared at the man wearing the mask.

His eyes were sharp, as if he was looking at a prey, judging the value of this prey.

President Nuoen noticed Mu Nanfeng's gaze and politely moved away from the people around him, and walked straight ahead to Mu Nanfeng's side.

Although President Nuo was wearing a mask, his dark eyes showed the light of worship without hesitation.

"Mr. Mu, Mu Nanfeng, admiring the name for a long time."

President Nuoen looked at Mu Nanfeng. This was the first time he saw Mu Nanfeng.

I have to say that this man is more attractive than he thought.

The three-dimensional facial features are exquisite like the most perfect sculpture carved by God. The face is like a crown jade, and the demeanor is graceful. Between the eyebrows, there is an emperor's majesty, which makes people fearful.

At such a close distance, people can smell the faint fragrance floating on him at once.

This kind of fragrance is not the kind of tobacco fragrance, but a very fresh fragrance.

President Nuoen felt that the scent seemed to have been smelled somewhere inexplicably, but he couldn't remember it.

Looking at Mu Nanfeng's handsome face, President Nuoen couldn't move his eyes.

For a long time, he politely stretched out his hand.

"Hello, my name is Sharan and I am the current president of Nuoen Group."

Mu Nanfeng glanced down, but did not respond to it.

Xia Lang was stunned for a few seconds, and saw that the other party seemed to be disdainful of him, and felt embarrassed for a moment.

He retracted his hand and smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Mu is really as cold as the rumors said, so I seem to be abrupt."

Mu Nanfeng stared at him without speaking.

Sharan, this name is quite special.

At first glance. Thought it was a young and naughty cheerful boy.

However, the man in front of him was full of mature demeanor, as if he was already a well-versed business elite.

"Mr. Xia..." Mu Nanfeng called him with interest, Mr. Xia, and said slowly: "It seems that we will be enemies in the future."

He raised his eyebrows proudly at Sharan.

Sharan was slightly startled, and an elegant smile appeared on his face, "What Mr. Mu said? This is the first time we met today. How do we know whether we are friends or enemies? Besides, there are no permanent enemies in the business world, nor Forever friend, is it always too early for Mu to make a conclusion?"

"Heh..." Mu Nanfeng smiled contemptuously.

This guy is pretending to be stupid with him, right?

Having robbed so many projects from Ninglan, the president of Nuo doesn't have any points in his heart?

Mu Nanfeng didn't want to point it out either. Competitive projects are the norm in the business world. He has his own ability, and he doesn't need to talk about these trivial things.

Mu Nanfeng curled his lips, "I just don't like Nuoen, do you have an opinion?"

This provocation is already clear.

Xia Lang didn't expect that Mu Nanfeng would not give him face so much, and he didn't even bother to be polite.

He still kept his face: "I dare not dare, I always admire someone, how dare I have any opinion on you."

The implication is that you are happy.

"If you have any tricks, just use it, I'll wait and see." Mu Nanfeng's eyes were filled with contempt.

The moment Xia Lang raised his eyes, Mu Nanfeng's figure had disappeared.

Looking at the gate of the venue, Mu Nanfeng has walked into the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed, two pairs of deep eyes faced each other, and strange sparks were rubbed together.

Sharan recovered.

That look is so familiar!

Very strange, why does he have an unspeakable impression of Mu Nanfeng?

Sharan's brain was empty and went to the underground garage and got into a car.

He adjusted the seat and leaned on the back of the chair.

The phone in my pocket vibrated at this moment.

Sharan took out his cell phone, and it was a call from the chairman of Nuoen.

Press the answer key.

"Hey, boss." Sharan's name for the chairman is very special, and he doesn't want to call the chairman directly like other companies.

"Have you seen anyone? What's the situation?"

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, with a calm tone.

"Yes." Sharan began to report on today's work. "He had a showdown with me and made it clear that he would treat Nuoen as his opponent."

The man on the phone snorted, "Unexpectedly, he just doesn't know how to act every time, and he lives too selfishly."

"Boss, then..." Sharan's attitude seemed to be waiting for instructions.

"Continue to grab the project, and take away all the projects he has on hand at all costs." The man's voice was determined indisputably.

"Yes." Sharan took the order.

Thinking that the other party was going to hang up, he didn't expect the man on the other end of the phone to ask again, "Did he see you?"

Sharan replied: "I don't. I have covered my face specially as you ordered."

"Well, good job." The man was obviously satisfied with Sharan's ability to do things and praised him.

Immediately afterwards, he asked again: "There is nothing wrong with the Golden Triangle, right?"

"Don't worry, there is no problem. I have arranged for my subordinates to take over." Sharan knew that he wanted to ask this question. This question was asked every time the other party called.

The man praised again: "Very good, do what you have now, and I will return next month."

"Good boss."

"Ding--" The phone hung up.

Sharan thoughtfully threw the phone on the side seat, put his hands on the steering wheel, and leaned his head on the back of his hands.

To be honest, he is quite tired.

The identity of the president of Norn is an order he received recently, and his previous task has always been to manage the Golden Triangle.

In an instant, Sharan suddenly thought of the woman named Xu Yan.

I remember the last time I met, Xu Yan said that he thought he was a business elite. At that time, he still felt that his identity would never be attached to him, and that he was out of reach.

But he didn't expect that in just a few days, he would really become the so-called business elite.

And since he set foot in the business world, he had a feeling of finding his true self.

It's amazing!

Compared to being in the Golden Triangle, Sharan prefers her current life.

Since he became the president, he has had a lot of time, and he no longer needs to stay in a closed space for months.

Xia Lang thought, maybe he could find time to meet Xu Yan.

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