Ying Shao is a Girl

"You said you let Sac go?"

"Yes, boss, he is reliable. Apart from me, he is the most reliable person!"

Immo kept praising Sak.

This was something that had never happened before.

"..."

"If he goes, who will take over the company?"

Without Imo or Sack to manage the company, it means that there is no leader, and the company must not be in chaos?

"There's no need to worry. The management team he cultivated looks very powerful. That team will take over the company sooner or later anyway. It's better to let them try it out first so that any problems can be discovered early."

"It's impossible for Sack to stay in this company forever, so it's the best choice to give the company to the management team first for trial."

Yimo's words were clear and reasonable, and there was no problem at all, but Ying Junchu always felt that he had another purpose.

As for this purpose, it had nothing to do with her, and she didn't want to know.

Sark is indeed a good choice.

Much more reliable than Yimo.

So Ying Junchu agreed to Yi Mo's proposal.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Yi Mo's mouth.

This time you have to kill this bitch like Sack!

Just perfect.

Feeling great.

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Knock knock knock---

"Please come in."

Immo opened the office door.

"Bullshit..." Yi Mo smiled maliciously.

Sark, who was buried in his desk, finally raised his head.

He glanced at Immo.

His tone was extremely impatient, "I told you not to bother me. Can't you understand people?"

Yimo was not angry after hearing this, but put his hand on Sak's shoulder very friendly.

"Tell you good news." Yi Mo said in a mean tone.

Hearing this, Sack raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms over his chest, and said slowly: "A dog cannot spit out ivory from its mouth."

"You..." Yi Mo glared at him.

"Forget it, I'm magnanimous and won't argue with you."

Although Imo was magnanimous and broad-minded, Sack didn't appreciate it at all.

And I think Yi Mo is very annoying.

"If you have something to say, hurry up and get out of here. Don't hinder my work."

Sark looked indifferent.

"Ahem, the boss decided to let you follow him to the Sahara. You are the lucky one chosen. Are you happy?"

Surprised or not? Is it surprising?

Immo tried hard to see a strange expression on Sack's face.

But Sark's face let him down.

People were completely indifferent.

Not a single change in expression.

"Are you sure it was President Ying who made the decision? Not you?"

"..."

Yi Mo's eyes darted wildly.

He muttered in a low voice: "Aren't these the same?"

"You're going to follow us anyway."

"I refuse." Sack refused him decisively. Imo did not do so with good intentions.

"Rejection is invalid. I have already told the boss, and she has already agreed. You can't refuse. Save your energy and let fate happen!" Yi Mo looked like a villain.

"Oh, that's whatever." Sak said with an indifferent expression.

"That's right, you just need to go out for a walk, stay at your desk all the time, work, work, work, you're going to get moldy!"

"If you continue like this, you won't be able to get married!" Yi Mo kept chattering beside her.

I really broke my old father's heart.

"Please shut up, where does all this nonsense come from? Are you annoyed?" This person has seriously affected his work efficiency!

"Just a little bit, I won't! If you tell me to shut up, I will shut up. Wouldn't that be very shameful? You have the ability to hit me!"

Yimo really had a mean tone and a mean expression.

Sack's expression didn't change much, he still looked indifferent.

"Oh, I don't beat dogs!"