Ying Shao is a Girl

Ying Junchu seemed to have thought of something.

She slid open the phone screen and entered a certain page.

As expected, Guiniao's stock continues to rise.

The future looks bright.

Except for that old fox.

No shareholder is willing to sell their shares.

This is a clear opportunity to make money.

People in the industry tried their best to get the opportunity to acquire the shares in the hands of the old fox.

This matter cannot be delayed any longer.

She must return home immediately.

He found the old fox's granddaughter as quickly as possible and successfully acquired Guiniao's stock from him.

-

Knock knock knock---

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Immo pushed the door open and entered.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

Yi Mo scratched his head and glanced at the young man sitting at his desk with his head buried in a pile of documents.

"Well, sit down."

She answered without looking up.

Just as Yi Mo sat down, the sound of knocking on the door came again.

"I'll open the door." Immo stood up and opened the door.

The person coming is Sack.

Sack and Yimo both looked at each other.

I don’t know what Ying Junchu’s intentions were.

Called them both.

Ying Junchu motioned for them to sit together.

"The plan has changed. I can't stay here for the time being. I have something to do when I return home."

"I will leave important things to you now, you two do your best."

"Okay." They both replied in unison.

"..."

Ying Junchu handed over the power of the company to Sak and asked Yimo to assist him.

Then she left Africa by plane and returned to China.

The sky is clear, blue and white.

The trip to the Sahara can only be postponed.

The endless desert scene connecting to the sky came to her mind again.

She will come back again.

-

"Why did the boss give the power of the company to you instead of to me?"

Obviously I am the boss’s most capable assistant!

Yi Mo muttered dissatisfiedly.

Hearing this, Sak glanced at him.

He looked at Yimo carefully from beginning to end.

The probing look in his eyes made Yi Mo couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

He glanced at Sac, who was well-dressed in a suit and leather tie in front of him.

The warning is obvious.

Damn it, what are you looking at your dad for?

Don't try to do anything against me!

Sark ignored Immo's warning look.

He gently rubbed his chin and thought for half a minute.

Finally, we came to a serious conclusion.

"Because you look unreliable!"

"Huh? Am I unreliable? Don't you have a bad eye?"

I'm the boss's most reliable subordinate!

"Look at your appearance for yourself. Wherever you look like a decent person, if you stand outside, you will think you are a gangster."

"So, when you go out in the future, never say that you are from our company and you cannot afford to lose face."

Sack said contemptuously, with a look of disgust on his face.

Hearing this, Yi Mo was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"How do I look like a gangster? I am so handsome, I am obviously a real handsome guy who is loved by everyone!"

"Do you want to piss off your father and me? So you can be an orphan?"

I suspect you want to be an orphan, and I've found solid evidence.

Sark was speechless.

He directly grabbed Yi Mo's back collar and carried him to the private bathroom.

"What do you want? Murder?"

Yi Mo looked wary.

Sark resisted the urge to strangle Immo, the idiot.

Many times he wanted to pry open Yi Mo's brain and see what was inside, a ball of paste.

There is a bright mirror on the marble sink.

Sack pushed Immo's head to the mirror.

"Take a good look at what you look like now."

In the mirror, Yi Mo's instant noodle hair was so greasy that it reflected light, and he was wearing flip-flops. His white short sleeves in the middle had a lot of yellow oil stains, and seemed to be shining with an evil light.

The black shorts have a lot of threads and look extremely untidy.

His beard had not been shaved for a long time, and his eyes were thick with indigo, as if he had been drugged.

"Ahem, he's still quite handsome."

Immo winked at the mirror.