Chapter 1580: How to Discipline Kang Weiya

in the car with me!" After saying that, she got straight into her own car. Wang Hao didn't dare say much, so he quickly sat obediently in Li Xiangting's car. He knew that if he wanted to find trouble...Chen Dalì had absolutely no intention of letting Kang Weiya off lightly.

Since this bitch is looking for death, Big Li will definitely fulfill her wish.

Unfortunately, a hand reached out and snatched the ashtray from Chen Dali's hand.

“Mr. Kang, we understand. We will resolve the market issues as soon as possible.”

Dong Shixiong clutched the snatched ashtray tightly and shouted at Kang Weiya.

The woman, without any threat, even seemed to blame Dong Shixiong.

Of all the "pro-Li faction" members, Chen Dali is the most troublesome. If we can hold on and completely eliminate this guy, it would be a great thing.

However, if you can get things done without being beaten, it's better not to suffer unnecessary calamities.

"Humph, you know what you're doing. By the way, whoever that is, turn off the air conditioner. Electricity isn't free, the company can't just spend money letting a bunch of slackers blow AC in here!"

Kanyav sarcastically quipped, then turned and sashayed away.

Once all of the sycophants who clung to Kang Tong were gone, Dali, consumed by rage, finally slumped his shoulders, looking as if he had lost his soul.

"What are we going to do I think we should just leave and head straight to Seoul to see the boss. I can't stand being here for another minute with that woman around!"

Chen Dali let out a muffled grunt, pulled out a cigarette and took a long drag, finally calming the anger burning in his chest.

To be honest, he had actually thought about just killing Kang Weiya right then and there.

The problem is, for such a vile woman, it's not worth spending the rest of your life in prison.

Big Brother is hardworking and diligent, but that doesn't mean he's stupid. He would never do things like "being close to someone makes you feel pain when they are hurt while being quick to anger towards their enemies."

What he wanted to do most right now was go to Li Boss.

As for selling the remaining tributes at a street stall—

"No, we can't leave. No matter who leaves us, even if we go to join the boss, it would be like handing over the boss's hard work to that Kang Weiya woman!"

Finally, Dong Shixiong spoke his mind. Looking at the puzzled faces of those around him, he continued, "We must stay, and we have to solve the problem of overstocking goods. Only then can we prove to our boss that we are valuable and helpful. Otherwise, if we run to the boss every time there's a problem, wouldn't it clearly demonstrate that we are nothing but incompetent people who got where we are today only through nepotism"

Dong Shixiong's wife is Li Boss's sister-in-law.

This kind of relationship is known by many people within the entire Southern Group.

So after the two factions emerged within the company, those opponents went to count General Manager Dong together and what they said most often were these four words: "nepotism".

He isn't afraid of what others say, but Dong Shixiong also urgently wants to prove his worth.

He was talking about his own experiences, but who among these people present wasn't a product of Li Boss's "favoritism"

Whether one can transition from "kind" to "wise" depends on whether this wave of hardship can be weathered.

"Come on, let's divide the tasks. Let's discuss how to sell these goods."

Dong Shixiong didn't say much. Instead, he focused on the matter at hand, reaching out and pulling the burlap bag from the table. He lifted it with a grunt.

Old Zhou let out a long sigh, his heart heavy with disappointment.

As a technician, every spare part here is his heart and soul.

If you really take it to a street stall to sell, this isn't just ruining the brand of Nanfang Yusu, but also trampling on his hard work.

He reached out and picked up a bag, casually grabbing the scattered small bags that lay on the table. He placed his hand on the package, tears welling up in his eyes.

Wang Defa didn't really have much of an objection. Having come out step by step from the countryside, he had long since lost his sense of shame and it had been digested and expelled from his system.

Old Wang doesn't care about his own face, he only cares if he can make a profit for Boss Li.

He reached out and picked up a large bag, thinking about how he could both save face for the company and sell these goods.

"Alright, someone snatched everything else. This is mine now, I'm going to find people to buy it. Anyone who refuses to buy I'll chop them up!"

Chen Dali cursed under his breath, picked up the last two packs of goods left on the table, and turned to leave.

The core members of the "pro-Li" companies within Nanshan Group have been transformed into salespeople.

For such a result, Kang Weiya's heart was definitely sweeter than honey. Accompanied by Dong Zongjian, Ma Xing and a large group of people, he continued to search for the "Li faction" within the company.

But before she could lock onto her next target, the annoying ringtone abruptly ruined her good mood.

"Hey, Xiao Du, didn't I tell you to clear my schedule this morning What else is going on"

"Conviya snarled into the phone at the secretary."

If she hadn't known that Xiao Du was placed by a certain master at her side, the first person she would have wanted to send out as a salesperson would be him.

As a CEO, who wouldn't want a secretary who can understand and care for them

"Mr. Kang, General Yue is here."

"Mr. Yue Which Yue... Ah, I'm coming right away!"

After Kang Weiya realized which "Yue" it was, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he ran towards the office with all his might.

Left were Dong Jun, Ma Xing and the rest, looking at each other in confusion, utterly baffled as to who could have caused General Kang such alarm.

They didn't understand that this was their business. Kang Weiya knew very well that Yue Zitian had come to them.

Why would Yue Zitong come

When did she arrive at Qingshan

Since being appointed as the CEO of Southern Group, Kang Weiya rarely saw Yue Zitian again.

Could it be that she came here because of Li Nanshan Is he coming back

As she made her way down to the office, Kang Weiya's thoughts were a tangled mess.

Panic and terror, those perfectly captured her current state of mind.

She wished she could turn around and leave the Nanshan Group immediately, running to a place where Yue Zitian's demon couldn't see her anymore, so she wouldn't have to suffer any longer.

Unfortunately, these thoughts are just wishful thinking.

After returning to the office, she didn't even have a moment's hesitation before hastily closing the door behind her.

Inside, Yue Zitian was sitting in the CEO's office chair, her legs crossed on the desk, a cigarette between her fingertips, staring at the computer screen in front of her with a playful interest.

To be honest, the master of Yue's physique is still very good.

Such a posture, it displays the length of her legs flawlessly. The smoke exhaled from her red lips seems to carry an alluring fragrance, and she exudes an aura of irresistible nobility that is hard to control.

If a man saw Yue Zitian like this, he would definitely be inspired by his masculine spirit and vow to catch this mischievous mature woman, knock her unconscious, and ride her at will.

The harder a woman is to conquer, the more she can inspire a man's sense of achievement.

Unfortunately, Kang Weiya is not a man; she is just a woman, and she is a woman who has been tortured by the head of Yue's family to the point of having psychological trauma.

When downstairs, Kang Weiya, who was still arrogant and domineering as the chairman, could only lower his head and move forward slowly.

Think back, who dared to put their feet up on the table in her office, and who dared to smoke there.

But now, Kang Weiya hoped that Yue Zixiong could hold on for a while longer, never finishing the cigarette in his hand.

As long as she keeps smoking, the other party won't have the time to clean up after her.

"Yue—Yue Zong."

Seeing a cigarette burn down to the end, Kang Weiya knew she couldn't wait any longer. She had to take the initiative and find a way to serve Yue Zitong, this devil, well so as to minimize her own disaster.

"Hmm."

Yue Zitian didn't raise her head, just stared at the computer on her desk, maintaining a faint smile all the time.

"I, I'll get you a glass of water."

Kanyiya asked this question tremblingly, hastily picking up her cup to pour water for General Yue.

Holding the steaming blanket in her hands, she felt the heat radiating from the porcelain cup warming her palms. It was so hot it was almost unbearable, but Kang Weiya dared not show any discomfort. She held the cup with both hands and slowly brought it to Yue Zitian's face.

Yue Zitong didn't have any diligence, she was even too lazy to lift her head to glance at Kang Weiya. She completely looked engrossed in the information displayed on her computer screen.

Kevin couldn't help but look, he could only peek at the computer screen sideways.

The result was that single glance, which struck him like a bolt of lightning, nearly causing him to faint right there.

Yue Ziting was looking at a series of plans that Kang Weiya had already set up.

How to get rid of Li Nanfang's loyalists within the company, ultimately taking control of the South Group in her hands, and then using the South Group as a springboard to build up her own business empire, finally shaking off Yue Zitian's control - those series of plans.

Ms. Kang is very smart; she has planned out her life well and documented it completely. She reads it every day to motivate herself.

Even their life's desires were written inside, including "how to take revenge on Yue Ziting".

That's how the file was, carefully encrypted.

It was the very moment Yue Zitian first arrived that the deciphered message revealed itself.

Kang Weiya no longer had the heart to consider how Yue Zitian had cracked her computer. All she felt was fear, a fear that shook her whole body, making her hands tremble so badly she could barely hold the steaming cup of hot water.

"Splash!" went a light noise, accompanied by Konweiya's trembling. The hot water in the cup swayed twice and splashed out a drop of water, which coincidentally landed on Yuejiazhu's arm.

That's hot water!

And Kanyee dared to burn the patriarch's arm with hot water. The result was —

"Smack!"

A sharp slap echoed through the office. A cup of hot water splashed to the floor, shattering into pieces. Konviya spun in place, clutching her cheek, and landed face-first in the scalding puddle.

"Ah—"

"Shut up!"

Whether it was from being beaten, frightened, or burned, Kovea was screaming at this moment. That's a normal reaction for any human.

But this reaction was completely stifled by the Grandmaster Yue's cold rebuke.

"General Yue, please don't be angry. I didn't mean to, really I didn't mean to."

Kang Weiya flipped over and knelt directly on the shards of the porcelain cup, covering her face with one hand and constantly apologizing to Yue Zitian.

Yes, she was terrified, scared out of her wits. Of course, she put on a fawning and apologetic act.

But while begging for mercy with his mouth, his heart was filled with rage. He swore to himself that one day he would return today's treatment tenfold.

The office gradually grew quiet, Kovia struggling to conceal her thoughts.

The head of the Yue family had already seen through her thoughts.

"Kōviya, you don't need to act so pitiful. I know very well that you hate me in your heart, just as you wrote, wishing for me to—ahem, a shame, unfortunately, you won't have the chance to see your wish come true. So from now on, you better behave yourself and delete those unrealistic thoughts from your head!"

At last, Yue Ziting's voice suddenly rose several octaves.

With a roar, she reached out and swept the computer off her desk with one arm.

A heavy computer monitor fell straight on Conviea's head, knocking her unconscious.

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