Jiangzhou City.
Yuan Group Building.
In the conference room.
Yuan Xiaodong, who wears gold-rimmed glasses, and several directors are listening to several managers report on the company's operations in the past six months.
The Yuan Group made its fortune in Jianye, and its business spread throughout Jiangnan Province.
The branch in Jiangzhou City is an indispensable part of the Yuan Group's business blueprint.
The Yuan family invested the most energy and personnel in the Jiangzhou branch.
A few years ago, Yuan Xuerou, who came from the Yuan family's main house, was not only appointed as the president of the branch, but also responsible for the overall operation of the company.
And this year, Yuan Xiaodong, the second oldest member of the Yuan family, was sent here again.
Several managers were spitting and reporting on the stage.
But Yuan Xiaodong, who was sitting on the main seat, was a little absent-minded.
Although he had sent a large number of killers to kill his niece, before the news of Yuan Xuerou's death came, Yuan Xiaodong just couldn't let go. During the meeting, Yuan Xiaodong was distracted several times, and from time to time he picked up the upside down table. Check it on your phone.
Just as the sales manager came to the stage to report the situation, the conference room suddenly heard the sound of a mobile phone vibrating.
Buzz buzz.
For a moment, everyone in the conference room fell silent and looked at Yuan Xiaodong who was sitting in the chair.
Yuan Xiaodong picked up the phone that was lying upside down on the table and checked the message sent by Scarface.
After reading the message, Yuan Xiaodong's face was gloomy, a little unexpected, "Escaped? She actually escaped? In this case, then the second uncle takes back what he said before. You are really capable."
Yuan Xiaodong spoke so quietly that others could not hear what he said.
Yuan Xiaodong closed his cell phone, stood up, and looked at everyone, "The meeting continues. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After speaking, Yuan Xiaodong left the conference room.
…
at the same time.
In Fang Buping's courtyard, in the treatment room, the gray-haired Fang Buping was treating the wound on Yuan Xuerou's arm.
Even though the old man was very careful in his movements, Yuan Xuerou still frowned in pain.
"Where are Lin Qiyang and others?"
Yuan Xuerou asked after not seeing Lin Qiyang for a long time.
"Uncle Master, he is making scar removal ointment for you in the pharmacy. Although the wound on your arm is not deep, it will leave scars afterwards."
Fang Buping wore reading glasses and helped Yuan Xuerou briefly treat the wound. After a pause, he said, "Look, how kind my uncle is to you. Xuerou, you must seize the opportunity."
"Fang, Mr. Fang, what are you talking about? Why should I seize the opportunity?"
Yuan Xuerou blushed at Fang Buping's words. Fang Buping was a bad old man and continued to joke: "Xue Rou, I already know everything about what you and your junior uncle went through today. Your second uncle will do anything to steal your position as president. I'll kill you, if my uncle hadn't gone with you today, you should know the result, right?"
Hearing this, Yuan Xuerou lowered her head.
Looking depressed.
result?
The result is that tomorrow's news will report that "Ms. Yuan Xuerou, President of Yuan Group, unfortunately encountered a car accident today, and rescue efforts were unsuccessful."
Yuan Xuerou didn't dare to think about this result.
Fang Buping dipped a cotton swab in iodine to disinfect her wound, and said slowly: "Xue Rou, you are my patient. I have always treated you as my own granddaughter. We, grandfather and grandson, talk about everything." , my old man will give you some clear instructions. There is no difference between the Yuan family and other wealthy families. There will be many fights between several families. You don’t want to harm others, but others always want to harm you, so you have to guard against it!"
"Your father is honest and loyal, but he can't speak in your Yuan family. Your second uncle appears to be a gentleman, but in fact he is the most cunning and cunning man. If you want to gain a foothold in the Yuan family, you must have someone to help you! Support you."
"Uncle Junior is the best choice! You should know the importance of immortal cultivators in this world. Whenever there is an immortal cultivator, not to mention your Yuan family, even the rich and powerful families in the capital will rush to win over you."
After saying that, Fang Buping grinned and continued: "Before my junior uncle's identity as an immortal cultivator is completely spread, this is your chance. You happen to be three years older than my junior uncle. As the saying goes, a female senior can hug you. Jinzhuan, you and my junior uncle are a perfect match, old man, I am very optimistic about you!"
"With your junior uncle standing behind you and supporting you, you can be invincible in the Yuan family. If your second uncle wants to attack you again, he must think carefully."
"Others, I won't say much else, old man. You know the stakes much better than I do. Just figure it out for yourself."
While the two were talking, Lin Qiyang pushed open the door and walked in, holding a bottle of freshly prepared ointment in his hand, "What were you muttering about just now?"
"Tell me, little master uncle, you..."
Yuan Xuerou immediately interrupted Fang Buping and looked at Lin Qiyang, "Mr. Fang and I didn't say anything. By the way, what is that on your hand? It smells so bad that I can smell it from such a distance."
Yuan Xuerou deliberately changed the topic and covered her nose.
Fang Buping didn't know what to say when he saw this.
Lin Qiyang came up and showed the two of them the ointment they had just prepared in their hands. The ointment was dark green in color and exuded a foul smell.
"This is a scar removal cream that I carefully brewed according to my second sister's recipe."
Yuan Xuerou covered her nose and said in disgust: "Is this thing useful? It smells so bad."
"Why is it useless? Not only can it remove scars, but it can also beautify and nourish the face." Lin Qiyang said.
"Loyal advice is unpleasant to the ears, good medicine is bitter to the taste, and the same is true for ointments." Fang Buping complimented: "The product produced by my uncle must be a high-quality product!"
After that, regardless of whether Yuan Xuerou meant it or not, he took it and applied it to the wound on her arm.
Yuan Xuerou endured the stench, and after a while she suddenly said: "I, I feel like my arm is burning, like fire,"
"It's okay to feel this way. This is the medicine taking effect." Lin Qiyang stood aside and said calmly.
Three minutes later.
Yuan Xuerou looked at her arm in confusion.
There are no traces of injury on the arm now.
The skin is fairer and more supple than before.
This is the effect of scar removal cream!
"Looking at it from this point of view, the effect is really amazing! It's simply breathtaking! If it were sold on the market, it would be sold out!"
Seeing that the wound on Yuan Xuerou's arm had completely disappeared in just three minutes, and her skin was even more like that of a newborn baby, Fang Buping smelled the smelly scar removal cream in the bottle in his hand, "Uncle, I don't know if this cream is safe or not." Allow me to pay my respects and learn from my nephew? I promise that I will never let it out."
"It's a small matter, come out with me and I'll write to you." Lin Qiyang said without thinking, "It'll be okay even if it leaks out."
The two walked out of the treatment room as they talked.
Yuan Xuerou was the only one left in the room.
She picked up the bottle of smelly, dark green scar removal cream and looked at it carefully.
suddenly.
Her eyes lit up.
"Mr. Fang is right. If this thing is sold in the market, it will definitely be able to remove scars and beautify the face? It just so happens that our Yuan Group started by making cosmetics...Second uncle? Don't you always say that I am? Isn’t it true that he will seek his own government? Next, I, Yuan Xuerou, will let you know that the branch will definitely flourish in my hands."
But the next moment, Yuan Xuerou's face suddenly turned cold, "Second uncle, if you want to kill me today, I will remember this for you first. If you want to kill me in the future? It depends on whether my little husband agrees..."
