The Reborn Daughter Wants Revenge

Although there are other people who won the championship and runner-up at the clothing exhibition, this is not important. How many ordinary Chinese people can pay attention to the exhibition? In the end, they still have to rely on the propaganda and talk.

Whoever has the best publicity will be the final winner. What's more, in Sheng'an's opinion, Sheng Lin's clothing is much better than the first two, and the first two are just using some small means.

"This is the plan." Sheng An smiled slightly and asked the people around him to distribute the documents: "You can take a look first. If there is any problem, you can raise your hands to vote."

A group of shareholders of all sizes were flirting with documents casually, and the field was silent.

Sheng has an absolute controlling stake in this group of 90%, and even if others jointly oppose it, it has no effect. Therefore, this type of vote is just a formality.

Sure enough, no one had any objections, and Sheng An didn't look surprised. He waved his hand directly: "Then start the vote. Those who agree with this plan can raise their hands."

Sheng An pushed the chair and leaned calmly on the back of the chair. This time, it will naturally be passed unanimously, just like thousands of times in the past. The clothing industry was originally the one-man show of the Sheng family. If someone dared to disobey the Sheng family, he would not be able to do so at all.

Keep going in this industry.

Haven't you seen that Yarong Clothing has not received a large order yet!

Haven't you seen An Qian win the runner-up, but she still remains silent?

China Clothing Exhibition... Sheng An snorted coldly. This was originally created by the Chinese government to restrict the clothing industry of the Sheng family, but what was the result? He would prove with practical actions that the Sheng family would be the eternal leader, no one

Can be replaced.

In unison, everyone raised their hands.

This result was long ago as Sheng An expected, and he nodded calmly: "Since that's the case, the resolution will be passed, and we will implement a new one from tomorrow..."

"Wait." At this moment, a crisp sound rang.

Someone dared to interrupt him. Sheng An's brows suddenly frowned deeply. He glanced at the person who came, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Qin Zhiya?" How did she come in? What did she do?

Two questions flashed through her mind, and Sheng An suddenly realized that Qin Zhiya was probably coming to beg for mercy. She probably knew the Sheng family's actions towards Yarong's clothing, so she hurried over.

Thinking of this, Sheng An showed a smile on his face with everything under control.

"Mr. Sheng, I'm sorry, I'll pull her away immediately." A group of security guards hurried over and reached out to grab Qin Zhiya's arm.

"Who dares?" Zhang Zicheng seemed to smile, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes that could not be ignored.

A group of security guards were stunned, and no one dared to take action first. They still remembered it very clearly. Just now, it was this seemingly harmless boy who beat them all over the place.

"Okay, you guys leave. Miss Qin and I are about to have a business to negotiate." Sheng An thought he had guessed Qin Zhiya's purpose, but he was not in a hurry at all.

The security guards retreated one after another as if they were amnesty.

"Miss Qin, please sit down." Sheng An pointed at a position casually.

"Of course I want to sit." Qin Zhiya stood there motionless: "But the position I want to sit is probably not there."

"Where is that?" Sheng An looked at Qin Zhiya with interest.

Qin Zhiya stretched out her plain hand and pointed directly at Sheng'an: "Give up your position."

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I won't love anymore, I'm attending Yabaibai's wedding... I'll start to be violent next week