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The current Cheng Wangxi has no bones left, and his relatives have lost their lives, but the superiors of the younger generations reject the power left by the elders in this way.

After taking office, the new monarch cared most about his reputation and disrespected his deceased relatives. If the news spread, it would be really ugly.

Hearing this, Cheng Jialan smiled lightly, her expression was indifferent, without any strangeness, Chu Sifan looked at the woman's calm and slightly cold face, and his heart sank.

He deliberately told Cheng Jialan what happened back then, and Cheng Wangxi was indeed indirectly involved in the death of his sister and brother-in-law. This is an indisputable fact, and this...

Cheng Jialan already knew about it, otherwise he would not have agreed to help Cheng Jialan take the position. Only a small number of people understand the relationship between the uncle and nephew, but the outside world...

But no one knew, so if Cheng Jialan wanted to be famous or to obey the people below, he couldn't be disrespectful to Cheng Wangxi so soon after he took over the position.

There are a lot of old people in the Cheng family, and they are very cognizant of the master, that is to say, Cheng Jialan is too tough, and she is still a member of the Cheng family, so the old employees of the Cheng family will tolerate her in the position.

"Sir, the younger generation doesn't understand what you mean by that." Cheng Jialan snorted, the skeptical attitude in his words aroused displeasure, and there was nothing wrong with his tone of voice.

"Why doesn't Mr. Cheng understand? Lan is willing to tell me something." Lan Fuchuan said calmly, and once again rushed to speak before Chu Sifan spoke. This time, even Cheng Jialan noticed something was wrong.

Isn't this Lan Fuchuan Chu Sifan's favorite helper now?

How could it only hinder Chu Sifan?

"Alright." Cheng Jialan answered naturally, and then, under the gaze of the two, slowly parted her red lips:

"Actually, I don't care about whether the outside world knows about the rift between me and my uncle, but what my husband does will only make me feel..."

"Maybe the DEVIL guild doesn't like me? Then, whether or not this cooperation with trust value problems should continue, why don't you discuss it with the people from the DEVIL guild."

"What do you mean?" Chu Sifan winked fiercely, threatening brightly, but he was not afraid of death.

The cooperation has already started, now tell him, do you want to let go?

"Isn't it obvious? Since we want to cooperate, please show the greatest sincerity and trust between Mr. Lan and Mr. Lan. Not to mention how important 60% of the transportation line is in my hands. Even if this is an extremely ordinary cooperation, Mr. Reject Cheng's people!" Cheng Jialan's tone was calm, as if he was only explaining the facts.

"Mr. Cheng, it's not good to be too aggressive. Mr. Chu San's meaning is wrong. The cooperation is too big and too critical. You are the one in charge. It is natural for us to be worried from the perspective of partners." Lan Fuchuan took over the words Reply.

"It's better than this. Take a step back from each other. Mr. Cheng directly accepts the people brought by Mr. Chu San. As for how to arrange the ability, that's your business. No one has the right to interfere. Mr. Cheng has a lot of time to observe. Everyone who sits in a high position cherishes talents, and it will not do you any harm." After that, Lan Fuchuan raised his eyes to look at Cheng Jialan, his eyes were obscure, but at the same time there was a sense of familiarity.

Suddenly, Cheng Jialan paused, Lan Fuchuan was reminding her that enough is enough?

The so-called negotiation is a mutual game between interests. This is the game that capitalists are most willing to play, and maximize their own interests in the name of communication.

So during the game, whoever can get the most benefit with the least cost is the winner.

Of course, the most taboo point in negotiations is---

Be led by the nose by the other party.

Therefore, Cheng Jialan has been vying for the initiative. Once Chu Sifan is given the opportunity to launch an offensive, the opponent will take advantage of the victory to pursue. There are too many variables, and Cheng Jialan will never let herself fall into that kind of dilemma.

"It's easy to say, with such an attitude, sir, this junior will naturally not disobey your kindness, so I can just stay in the Cheng family, and let the people below see his ability." After finishing speaking, Cheng Jialan raised a small smile , The speed of face-changing is outrageous.

Unexpectedly, a minute ago, he was still sternly seizing the initiative.

Hearing this, Chu Sifan took a deep breath, what exactly is Lan Fuchuan doing?Controlling the huge Lan family, how could he not know the basics of negotiation?

"Okay, then please wait and see Mr. Cheng, my people will never make mistakes, and we can also let him be the middleman for future cooperation." Chu Sifan said.

At the end of the sentence, Cheng Jialan sneered, still refused to give up monitoring her, let the person he brought be the middleman, the Cheng family is not a fool.

On the table, mist with the aroma of tea curled up, the atmosphere gradually relaxed, the tension was slowly dissipating, Lan Fuchuan drank the tea in the cup, and suddenly met Chu Sifan's sharp eyes.

He nodded lightly, and the gentleman smiled lightly, making it difficult for people to feel malicious.

Seeing this, Chu Sifan looked away.

Outside the president's room, Bei Mingruo's eyes were dark, and the headset was not big, at least there was no mystery on the outside, Bei Mingruo heard all the conversations between the three of them just now.

Chu Sifan......

The attitude ghost is definitely not just for forcing people to Lan Lan.

Suddenly, a bell rang in the room, and Bei Mingyu pushed the door open and entered.

"clatter."

"Mr. Cheng." The man stood by the door. His tall figure filled the huge space without any gaps.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Tell the little brother outside the door to bring Mr. Chu San's people up." Cheng Jialan smiled beautifully, and her voice was soft, with thousands of tiredness deep in her bones, flamboyant and bright, without concealing it.

At the end of the words, Arthur's eyes slightly curved behind Bei Minghao, it was really...

Where there is a master, there must be a servant.

As crazy as the master is, the bodyguards follow him. In this kind of situation where swords and swords are seen, she can still show love blatantly. This Miss Cheng is really extraordinary.

Looking at Bei Minghao standing in front of him, Arthur swept the tip of his tongue over his palate, and then resisted.

"Yes." After finishing speaking, Beiming Jue looked at her intently, the extreme tug-of-war in his eyes was extremely sticky, his lonely and indifferent attitude was thousands of miles away from others, but Dudu was willing to surrender to Cheng Jialan.

The head is slightly lowered, respectful and sincere.

"Don't bother Mr. Qin, we have already brought him." Arthur's voice was gentle.

A few minutes later, a man obviously over [-] years old was brought up. Arthur led the man and was about to enter the door. Unexpectedly, Bei Mingfei's attitude was still tough.

"Don't worry, it's fine to stop me, but if you stop him, Mr. Cheng will be the first one to let you go." Arthur pursed his lips, his voice was cold and charming, like a fox who had been practicing for thousands of years.

"Mr. Cheng, do you need a body search?" Beiming asked in a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, Arthur's smile didn't change, this man really doesn't like oil and salt!

"It's nothing, just let people in." Cheng Jialan raised his voice slightly, laughing in his heart, Chu Sifan's confidant was probably going to die of anger.

"Crack." The door of the president's office was closed. As expected, he was Chu Sifan's favorite candidate, with strong concentration, thoughtful etiquette, and appropriate words.

"Mr. Cheng." The man said in a submissive tone.

"What's your name?" Cheng Jialan glanced at the other party with a smile, and asked freely.

"Jiang Yunchuan." The man's voice is pleasant, and the unique texture after time has passed, endowing the male voice with a gentle charm.

Moreover, Cheng Jialan was somewhat familiar with this texture.

"The interview process can be skipped, but you need 5 minutes to impress me and let me see your ability." Cheng Jialan said.

The woman leaned on the back of the chair, her eyes were too sharp, and the sense of coercion from the superior directly suppressed the atmosphere to the minimum.

Lan Fuchuan sipped the tea, unexpectedly leisurely, while Chu Sifan stroked the rim of the teacup with his fingers, his eyes dark.

Jiang Yunchuan, the architectural designer that Cheng Wangxi once valued very much, was reused by Chu Sifan, but as the relationship with Cheng Wangxi became stiff, Jiang Yunchuan's situation became extremely embarrassing.

Graduated from the Department of Architecture of MIT, he once won the first place in the professional competition of the whole department with a perfect score.

"Okay, Mr. Cheng." Jiang Yunchuan said firmly.

Listening to his self-narration, the three of them looked playfully, for no other reason than Jiang Yunchuan only spent less than 3 minutes in self-narration.

And, just one thing—

The design case that shocked the federal construction industry six years ago was Jiang Yunchuan's masterpiece.

After a while, Cheng Jialan smiled meaningfully. Chu Sifan really gave her a problem. If this kind of talent enters the Cheng family, if she only works as a small employee, she will be scolded to death.

But if this person is really placed in an important position, it will be even more dangerous.

"How about Mr. Cheng, are you still satisfied?" Chu Sifan asked with a smile, as if he was sure that Cheng Jialan couldn't say anything else.