"Sorry, please don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you."

"I mean, everyone here is rubbish." Ye Hao looked indifferent.

Meng Shaonan was so angry that he trembled all over: "Bastard, not only do you call me trash, but you also dare to call us high-level trash?"

"Are you going to offend us all?"

"Do you still want to hang out in the Hong Kong gambling syndicate!"

"Even the president doesn't dare to offend us like that. You're a softie, what right do you have to be arrogant in front of us?"

"Let me tell you, because of President Ye, I can't make it through the Ishikawa Group agency right!"

"I tell you--"

"Papa--"

Ye Hao's expression was indifferent, and he slapped him with a forehand and a backhand.

"Can't make it through?"

"Offend everyone?"

"Arrogance?"

"What? Are you not convinced by me? Do you still question President Ye's arrangement?"

Ye Hao took out a document with an indifferent expression, opened the contents inside, and then slapped it on the desk with a "snap".

"The most basic duty of the marketing department is to find cooperation and pull orders!"

"With a booth as big as the Hong Kong gambling consortium, what the dignified CEO needs to do is to control the overall situation."

"If even signing an agency agreement with an uninfluential group from an island country requires a CEO to come forward, what do you need your marketing department to do?"

"Wouldn't it be more straightforward for you to just leave?"

"Being able to sign such an agency right shows that you, Meng Shaonan, are capable, and you should get as much dividends as you want!"

"How many rewards should I get and how many rewards!"

"You can't sign the contract because of your own incompetence. Don't think that you can just pull anyone to take the blame for you!"

"Otherwise, if the marketing department can't win the contract today and find the executive president, will the finance department run out of money tomorrow, so they will also find the executive president?"

"In a word, if your marketing department can do this, do it, if you can't do it, get out!"

"Since you, Meng Shaonan, are so awesome, if you have the guts, you can pat your ass and leave now. I will make the decision and compensate you with three months' salary as liquidated damages."

"Are you going to go away!?"

Hearing Ye Hao's words, the entire conference room was suddenly dead silent.

How dare you let Meng Shaonan go?

Is this eating the bear's heart and leopard's gall?

Many people subconsciously looked at Meng Shaonan, wanting to see the son of the butler of the gambling syndicate in Hong Kong who always regarded himself as the No. 2 man. JrNovels.com