Chapter 67 Do You Not Need Lines?

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"Forget it? When the hell have I, Du Haitao, ever been bullied like this before? I want them dead! That bastard has to die, that stinky bitch and the cripple too! All of them must die!!!"Du Haitao's face was full of resentment, his words oozing with a fierce and ferocious intent! Every time Du Haitao remembered Hao Jian's taunting smirk and the laughter of Yuan Shanshan and others, he felt like his lungs were about to burst. "Then what do we do, our **** is still in their hands. If we make any rash moves, our **** might get exposed," another person said with a mournful face, hating the fact that they wanted revenge but couldn't seek it—such a feeling was hard to bear. "Just kill all of them, and I'd like to see who can still upload **** to the Internet," Du Haitao glared with eyes wide, exuding a deadly glare like a jackal. Everyone was shocked. Killing all five of them? That would be a problem for the forces behind them. Things weren't like before; suddenly losing five people would definitely attract significant societal attention. They were also shocked that Du Haitao, at merely eighteen or nineteen, was so ruthless. Given time, he would definitely become a formidable and ruthless Black Boss. Hao Jian and Shu Ya met up at the Swan Grand Hotel, and the moment Shu Ya saw Hao Jian, she couldn't help but reproach, "Didn't I tell you today that I was going to meet him? How could you forget that?" "It's not that I forgot; something urgent came up," Hao Jian replied apologetically. "Hmm? Changed into a suit too, huh? Not bad, not bad, at least there's some brains in there," Shu Ya noticed Hao Jian's attire and nodded in approval. "Yes. Yes, indeed." Hao Jian could only force a laugh. The reason he had put on the suit wasn't for Shu Ya, but to meet Yuan Shanshan's mother—however, he dared not say that; otherwise, Shu Ya would likely tear him apart. "Let's go, let's head in," Shu Ya, taking Hao Jian's hand, started walking towards the hotel. Hao Jian caught a waft of her appealing scent and couldn't help but get distracted. He asked, "Just like this? Don't we need to go over any lines or anything?" "No need; the whole point of bringing you to meet him is just for show! His reaction doesn't matter to me; you don't need to be overly humble with him after all, he's nothing but trash," Shu Ya said emotionlessly. Hao Jian grinned bitterly. The rift between this father and daughter was indeed profound. Walking into the hotel's private room, Hao Jian saw a man in his fifties, dressed in a suit and tie with a slicked-back hairdo, and a stylishly dressed woman with wavy hair. Seeing this, Hao Jian frowned because it was too incongruous. The man, despite being over fifty, wore a leopard print suit, which looked garish and though it made him appear somewhat younger, it also seemed frivolous. As for the woman, there was no need to mention her enormous headlights; if she claimed they hadn't been surgically enhanced, Hao Jian would never believe it. Sharp chin, high nose bridge, big eyes; this was nothing but a production line of South Korean cosmetic surgery. Hao Jian never understood what it was about Shu Ya's father's taste that made him prefer such artificial beauties. Hao Jian preferred natural beauty, so this type of woman was definitely not his cup of tea. Stay connected with empire "Shu Ya is here? Please, have a seat, have a seat," the woman briskly pulled out a chair for Shu Ya, looking very obsequious. It was no wonder, considering they always needed Shu Ya to provide money, so naturally, their demeanor had to be somewhat submissive. However, Shu Ya had no fond feelings for this home-wrecker and did not sit, instead casting a look towards Hao Jian. Hao Jian immediately understood and pulled out another chair for Shu Ya to sit. Once Shu Ya sat down, her face reflected that superior and aloof demeanour typical of those in power, speaking in a cold and firm tone, "Speak, why have you called me here?" Here, she didn't seem like a daughter, but rather like a boss scolding her employees. Seeing this, Shu Yuntu's expression soured, but he tried hard to maintain a fatherly dignity and asked, "Shu Ya, how is the company doing recently?" "The preparations for the IPO have passed all the Multivariate Testing, and the Year To Date Financials are also fully prepared; the headquarters have already coordinated with the branches and are ready to go public at any time," Shu Ya said, rattling off a series of technical terms in succession. Hao Jian wanted to laugh inside. Shu Ya was clearly mocking Shu Yuntu. How could an illiterate understand all this? Sure enough, at this moment, Shu Yuntu's face turned red, and after a long while, he only managed to utter one word: "Oh." Searᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Shu Ya had said a lot, but he didn't understand a word. All that MVT, YTD stuff, couldn't she just say whether things were good or bad instead of making it so complicated. "Oh what?" Shu Ya didn't seem ready to let it go. "No 'oh' nothing." "If you have no 'oh' nothing, why did you 'oh'?" "How can't I just 'oh'?" "You know what I'm saying and you still just 'oh'?" Hao Jian was getting dizzy. What in the world was this 'oh' about? "You don't even understand the basic commercial jargon, and yet you think you can manage a company? Isn't that a bit too far-fetched?" Shu Ya said mockingly. Shu Yuntu's face turned grim, "I can learn." "Stop kidding. You can learn professional jargon, but can you learn how to be a CEO? Right now, the company is at a critical juncture with the IPO; no one will give you time to learn slowly," Shu Ya snorted coldly. Her father was really too naive.

Chapter 67 Do You Not Need Lines?

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