The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 824 - 651 Cracked, exploded! 【2 updates】

Today’s quarterly report meeting is not only attended by Venus Group’s executives, as it is a significant event in the international business world.

So, aside from journalists and media, some wealthy families who received invitations are also attending.

They come from various countries, gathered in the most luxurious hotel in Country J.

Joseph vaguely recalls that Fu Yunshen seems to be the young master of a wealthy family in Hua Country.

Being able to attend is not surprising, it might just be because of some family connections.

Joseph gave a sarcastic smile, with a hint of superiority: "Quite a coincidence, but unfortunately, you are no longer the host."

He finds Fu Yunshen somewhat unpleasant, but has never put much thought into him.

The only surprise for Joseph was that, even before he could take action against Fu Yunshen after securing the Executive Director position, the headquarters had already removed Fu Yunshen from his post.

That somewhat helped him out.

Joseph had no intention of continuing the conversation with Fu Yunshen, he raised his wine glass in a demonstrative manner, let out a laugh, and left.

He had other guests to attend to, no time to waste here.

At this moment, Ian had already walked over, almost calling out: "Old——"

Fu Yunshen looked up, giving him a faint glance.

His naturally charming eyes still held a smile, but the warning was clear.

Ian immediately swallowed his words.

He had to stop, pretended to be inspecting, and went to the other side.

There was no choice.

Their big boss just wanted to be hands-off, wishing to delegate all the work to him.

Now it was time for the guests to enter, a lot of people were present.

Ian knew, if he went over like this, Fu Yunshen probably wouldn’t be able to get away before the report meeting officially started.

The guests filed in, and all the photographic equipment was set up.

Today’s quarterly report meeting of Venus Group was globally livestreamed.

Even Master Zhong rarely wore a suit, looking energetic: "Oh, it’s quite grand, as expected of my grandson-in-law’s."

Ying Zijin followed behind.

Her gaze flickered, landing on the catering cart pushed by a waiter.

There were some desserts she liked today.

On the other side, Fu Yihan and Ying Tianlv came together.

Both were heads of their respective groups, but also inevitably felt somewhat constrained.

Whether it was the Fu Corporation or Ying Corporation, they were merely Hua Country’s top 500 companies, far from being the world’s number one.

Master Zhong looked around: "Zijin, where’s the boy Fu?"

"Upstairs preparing for the report," Ying Zijin looked up, raising her eyebrows slightly, "I wrote the speech."

Master Zhong nodded, sat in the first row as per the invitations.

There were very few Eastern faces in this row, many people were looking over.

Curious and discussing.

Ying Zijin put on her mask, leaned on the chair, and closed her eyes to rest.

**

On the other side, Ian was still communicating with CTO Qiao Xi about the report meeting. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Director Ian, Director Ian!" Neil hurried over, "Is the boss here? Can I see him?"

Ian was firm: "No, as agreed, the boss will personally introduce the new product later, why are you in such a rush?"

"Please, please." Neil clasped his hands together, "I’ve been waiting for a long time."

"Fine, I’ll allow you to see the boss early." Ian was somewhat impatient, he stepped back, "Have a drink first."

Neil was puzzled: "Why drink? How dare I drink before seeing the boss?"

"Afraid you won’t be able to handle it," Ian chuckled, meaningfully, "Drinking will boost your courage."

Neil was confused.

But obediently took a glass of red wine from a passing waiter, downed it in one gulp, and rubbed his hands: "Is it okay now?"

"A302," Ian reported a number, "This room, don’t forget to knock."

Neil eagerly went upstairs.

He quickly arrived at the door of room A302.

Neil knocked, cautiously: "Boss, it’s Neil, can I come in?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.

The hotel doors were all automatic.

Clearly, someone inside heard and pressed the button.

Neil was thrilled, immediately walked in, and bowed deeply.

"Boss, it’s Neil," he was very nervous, didn’t dare to look up, "I’ve admired you for a long time, you are my idol."

"Meeting you, I’m very happy."

"Hmm, I know." A voice sounded, with an authentic British accent, low and pleasant, with a hint of amusement, "You’ve told me before."

Neil was stunned.

Told him before?

When did he say that?

Besides, this voice seems somewhat familiar.

Neil raised his head.

The man sat at the desk, legs crossed.

He was wearing a silk black shirt, the top two buttons undone, revealing a delicate collarbone.

Mysterious and sexy.

The man also raised his head.

Seeing the devilishly handsome face clearly, Neil split apart in an instant: "!!!"

His legs went soft immediately, almost kneeling down.

"Neil, how’s it going?" Fu Yunshen lifted his eyelids, "Getting used to working in the Asia-Pacific region?"

"Are you experiencing any acclimatization issues? Need a private doctor?"

Neil’s gaze was vacant, his brain a mess, unable to think at all.

He didn’t know how long it took before he snapped out of it, jumping up with a terrified expression: "You you you..."

"The message I gave you to Ian, he delivered it, right? Work properly." Fu Yunshen hooked his lips, chuckling low, "If the profit drops by one percent, you know the result."

Neil finally let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Boss?"

He was blind, completely blind.

How could this be?

"It’s me, stop howling." Fu Yunshen’s eyes returned to the computer, his voice amused, "If there’s nothing else, go out and work more."

"If you need a photo, you can come after the report meeting."

Neil closed the door as if escaping.

He stumbled out of the suite, his steps down the stairs were unsteady.

People greeted him on the way, but he acted like he didn’t see them.

Neil’s soul had been completely blown away.

Every time he thought about what he did and said a few days ago, he wanted to slap himself.

He actually suggested Fu Yunshen be the sales director of the Asia-Pacific region?

When Venus Group was in dire straits, it was Fu Yunshen who single-handedly reversed the situation, breaking the pressure from The Four Great Financial Groups in O-continent. How could he not be capable?

He was simply an idiot.

Neil returned to the VIP seats, looking pained, lying on the table, not wanting to get up.

Ian sighed: "See, one glass of wine isn’t enough."

Qiao Xi shrugged.

"Joseph, why does Neil look like he’s seen a ghost?" At the other side of the VIP seats, a woman frowned, "What did he see?"

"Who cares." Joseph said indifferently, "He won’t affect our plan anyway."

At four o’clock, the quarterly report meeting officially began.

First, Ian took the stage to summarize Venus Group’s quarterly financial report.

Then, it was Chief Technology Officer Qiao Xi’s turn.

"These are the two new products Venus Group will soon launch." Qiao Xi opened a PowerPoint presentation, introducing, "One is a new type of self-driving car, the other is a humanoid robot."

"Both technological products were personally supervised and tested by our executive director, so he will come on stage to explain them in person."

With this sentence, the atmosphere in the entire venue reached its peak.

Reporters were excited, all raising their cameras.

This was the first time the executive director of Venus Group would appear in public.

Online, it was even more bustling.

In Hua Country, many people were watching the live broadcast.

Many of them were paying attention because Fu Yunshen had been dismissed.

[The executive director removed President Fu, bad judgment, don’t like it.]

[What’s President Fu compared to the executive director? I think you guys praise this President Fu because he’s handsome, right?]

[With all due respect, the executive director of Venus Group is the real elite of the business world, don’t compare him to Fu Yunshen.]

"Executive Director." Qiao Xi turned around respectfully, "Please."

The lights dramatically lowered, shining on the red carpet.

Illuminating a pair of long legs.

[Don’t speak, here he comes.]

[Everyone’s eyes on him! What does the executive director look like? Place your bets, I guess fifty years old.]

[Those legs! I guess thirty, no fifty-year-old could be that agile.]

Joseph adjusted his suit, looking up nonchalantly.

The lights moved with him.

Meanwhile, the big screen showed a face.

The man’s features were deep, strikingly handsome.

A typical Eastern face.

Incredibly beautiful yet aggressive.

The scene suddenly went silent.

Reporters from Hua Country, specially invited, stared ahead blankly, their minds buzzing.

Sparks flying in their minds, leaving only six words.

The international business world, exploded!

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