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Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 860 well-known figures, Sister Lan has brought them all【2 more updates】
Chapter 860: 860 well-known figures, Sister Lan has brought them all【2 more updates】
Now Shenzhou is no longer the Shenzhou of the past, long lost its status as a world hegemon.
What right does it have to stand here and talk to him?
Cliff’s gaze was contemptuous as he turned back to Estelle: "Is this the helper you’ve found? Estelle, I now have reason to suspect that you’re colluding with the People of Shenzhou, trying to sell the company’s information. I can arrest you right now!"
As soon as this sentence was uttered, the other directors also became vigilant.
No matter how much they fight internally, it’s irrelevant, but they absolutely cannot let outsiders take away the fruits of victory.
The People of Shenzhou are very cunning, almost to the point of being supernatural, who knows what tricks they might pull?
"Cliff, I haven’t even settled the score with you for your attempted murder, and you still dare to spew nonsense?" Estelle directly pulled out a kitchen knife, looking extremely fierce, "Believe it or not, I’ll chop you up right now?"
"Clang!"
The blade plunged directly into the table, flashing coldly.
"..."
The entire conference room went silent.
A shareholder stared at the kitchen knife, breaking into a cold sweat.
Petra coughed, specifically explaining to Ye Wanlan, "Work long enough, and everyone goes crazy."
"Understood." Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, speaking unhurriedly, "I’d be the same if it were me."
"Estelle, what do you want to do?!" Cliff shouted angrily, "Do you really intend to commit murder on the spot?"
The atmosphere was deadlocked.
Until footsteps sounded outside the door, and another person arrived.
The shareholders were somewhat displeased.
Today is an internal meeting of the Wanguo Group, how can they let outsiders constantly interrupt?
However, when they saw the newcomer, all the shareholders fell silent.
A young Deacon followed respectfully behind the woman, carrying her bag and coat.
"The bank had matters to attend to, sorry for being late." Christine stopped, took off her sunglasses, and waved them, "We’re all familiar here, no need for introductions, right?"
"Miss Kristin!" One of the shareholders was the first to speak, "What brings you here?"
"The wind can’t bring me here, but people can call me." Christine walked over to Ye Wanlan, asking her, "I thought I’d be the last to arrive, didn’t expect to be the first, where are they?"
Ye Wanlan glanced at her watch: "They’re also busy, on their way, should be here soon."
Their casual conversation left Cliff unable to help widening his eyes.
Who is Christine?
The President of the World Bank!
Saying she’s the richest person in the world is not an exaggeration at all.
But her personality is cold, she can even send her own brothers to prison, and others find it even more difficult to approach her.
Christine is surrounded by countless bodyguards, apart from business matters, it’s simply impossible to approach her for personal affairs.
But why can this Shenzhou person converse and laugh with Christine?
"Miss Kristin means..." the shareholder who spoke earlier broke out in cold sweat, "You were invited by this lady?"
"What else?" Christine pulled out a chair and sat down, "If it wasn’t for Ah Lan and Estelle, even if you invited me with great pomp, I wouldn’t have come."
She said nothing else, but that gesture alone signaled she was here today to support Estelle.
The shareholders exchanged glances, all seeing the seriousness in each other’s eyes.
If Estelle had the World Bank backing her, then everything would be different.
Cliff, too, knew this, gritting his teeth: "You know Miss Kristin? Why did you never mention it?"
"Why should I?" Estelle rolled her eyes, "I’m not going to give you any face."
Cliff was trembling with rage: "You, you..."
But there was no time for him to curse as someone else arrived.
"Phew... phew... I didn’t miss it, right? Huh? You all started already?" Yeh Xingli panted heavily, "Is there water? I’m just in time, let me have a sip quickly."
Estelle silently pointed to the corner where bottled water was placed.
"Thanks." Yeh Xingli lifted a 6L bottle and drank several gulps, "Sorry for being late, there was a last-minute experiment."
"Not late." Ye Wanlan chuckled lightly, "Just in time."
The shareholders were too shocked to move.
This face was also very familiar to them.
The youngest S-Class researcher at the International Strategic Studies Institute, Yeh Xingli!
Every year, the Wanguo Group procures a large number of weapons from the International Strategic Studies Institute, maintaining a long-term trading relationship.
However, sometimes the International Strategic Studies Institute is too strict and won’t easily sell weapons to them.
But at Yeh Xingli’s status, he can already influence the institute’s market department decisions.
The shareholders’ eyes lit up with desire.
If both the World Bank and the International Strategic Studies Institute could reach a perfect partnership with the Wanguo Group, the group would surely rise to new heights!
Cliff’s face twisted, and his voice came out through clenched teeth: "You know Researcher Ye too?!"
"Oh, it’s nothing." Estelle was very modest, "It’s all thanks to Sister YN, otherwise we’d have never met, and I wouldn’t be working like a maniac."
She’s working so hard, burning the candle at both ends, because of a promise made with her friends when they initially formed a group – to stand at the pinnacle in their respective fields and meet at the Global Center.
Yeh Xingli wholeheartedly agreed: "Of course, it’s Sister YN who brought us all together."
"Estelle, the people you’ve invited aren’t enough." Cliff took a deep breath, his smile superficial, "And you, a twenty-something girl, how can you control the entire Wanguo Group? Here’s what, you can be reinstated and continue as your CTO, contributing to the group."
"Clang!"
Estelle once again drew the kitchen knife embedded in the table: "Old fool, I—"
Her words were not finished because Ye Wanlan held her shoulder down.
"Sister YN, don’t stop me, I want to chop up this old man!" Estelle’s killing intent was boiling.
Cliff’s disdainful sneer, mocking in its full expression, only infuriated Estelle further.
"Hold on." Ye Wanlan tapped her phone lightly, "Let’s wait for everyone to arrive, no rush in chopping him up, we’ll let you do it."
With those words, silence filled the conference room.
Wait for everyone to arrive?
Who else?
The President of the World Bank and the researcher from the International Strategic Studies Institute are both here, who else could be on their level?
Cliff had already lost his patience, but facing the intense gaze of Christine and Yeh Xingli, he had to show respect to Ye Wanlan: "This lady, Estelle has seriously violated the company’s agreement, her being reinstated is already my biggest concession, even if you—"
Just then, a deep, full voice sounded, directly overpowering Cliff’s words.
"When invited by Miss Ye, how could the Si Family not come?"
As the voice fell, the conference room door was opened again. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
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