Immediately, another voice rang out, "Oh my god, am I watching a movie clip?"
Chen Ziyan also took out her cell phone to watch the video. Tang Xi leaned over. The video was taken from a distance, so she couldn't see the faces of those people clearly, but Tang Xi recognized that it was the scene where she was kidnapped last night! And the two people with the loudest voices were Yao and Qiao Liang's!
Thinking of this, Tang Xi took out her cell phone and was about to call Qiao Liang, when she heard Chen Ziyan's exclamation. Then the other students also began to complain.
"Why can't I watch it?"
"Why can't I open it?"
"Sh * t, did we watch a video we shouldn't watch?"
"Don't be silenced by someone!"
The corner of Tang Xi's eyes twitched when she heard their complaints. She said loudly, "It's time for class. Let's get ready for class."
…
In the president's office of the Qiao's International Group, Xiao Jing heard someone calling him and opened his eyes in a daze. When he saw Little Five's face, the light in Qiao Liang's eyes dimmed. He pursed his lips and asked, "Have you dealt with it?"
Little Five nodded and handed the laptop to Xiao Yao. "It's been taken care of. We've also monitored the local area network nearby. Once someone uploads the relevant video, our hackers will find out and immediately delete the uploaded video and the original. Third Young Master, please take a look."
Xiao Jing yawned, waved his hand, turned over and went back to sleep. "Of course I trust you. It's fine as long as you handle it. " Then he yawned again, turned over and said with his eyes closed, "How many companies are joining hands to deal with the Qiao's now?"
Little Five looked down at the data sent by the technology and said calmly, "The 15 companies that have a close relationship with Hongkun and have been hit by the storm have secretly joined hands. They want to get a bank loan and fight with Qiao's to the end."
Xiao Jing nodded calmly, then yawned and said without opening his eyes, "It's up to you. Contact me after twenty-five companies have joined hands. By the way, sell all the shares of the companies you bought at a low price."
Little Five immediately understood what Xiao Jing meant. He smiled, nodded and turned to leave. After taking two steps, he looked back at Xiao Jing and said with a smile, "Mr. Jing, you're indeed more suitable to sit in this room than my young master. Only you can sit in this office and give orders for the development of the Qiao's."
Xiao Jing, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Little Five and narrowed his eyes. "Do you mean your young master isn't giving orders for the Qiao's?"
Little Five shook his head. "Of course not. My young master sitting in this office is just to give orders for the Qiao's Group." Little Five said with a smile, "Our young master used to say that he can ignore those who don't like him, but if someone doesn't like him and wants to mess with him, then he will kill that person first."
Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows. "Am I not? Now someone wants to destroy the Qiao's, and I will destroy those who want to destroy the Qiao's. What's the difference? "
"It's different." Little Five looked at Xiao Jing and said, "You're different from Young Master, so Young Master thinks you're more suitable to run the Qiao's than him. Maybe that's why Young Master doesn't go to the battlefield himself but asks you to give orders."
Seeing Xiao Jing frown, Little Five smiled and said, "Then I'll get going."
Xiao Jing felt dizzy after hearing Little Five's words, so he gave up thinking and lay down on the sofa to sleep, murmuring, "The reason why Qiao Liang asked me to give orders is not because he thinks highly of me, but because he is too lazy."
With that, Xiao Jing closed his eyes and went back to sleep. He curled his lips and said, "Who cares? I have so many shares of the Qiao's International Group. I can't let those companies rob me of my money!"
At this time, someone knocked on the door of the office. Xiao Jing, who had wanted to sleep, was woken up again. He tried to suppress his anger and sat up, saying coldly, "Come in."
An Hao poked her head in from outside the door. Seeing Xiao Jing sitting on the sofa, she hurriedly stood up and said solemnly, "President Xiao, Director Vivian wants to see you."
Xiao Jing grunted and nodded indifferently. "Let her in."
Vivian came in, smiled at Xiao Jing and asked gently, "President Xiao, are you busy?"
She thought in her heart that it seemed that the power of the company would be handed over to President Xiao in the future. Now even his office had been moved to the president's office.
Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at Vivian. "What's up?"
Vivian smiled and said awkwardly, "I have something to deal with. If you're busy, I'll come back later …"
Xiao Jing gestured for Vivian to sit down. "Go ahead. What's up?"
Vivian sat down on the black leather sofa. Xiao Jing asked An Hao to make a cup of coffee. Vivian said with a smile, "Now all the secretaries in the secretarial office are men, and only An Hao is a female secretary. Every time I see it, it's like watching an idol drama."
Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at Vivian who was trying to lighten the atmosphere. "Huh?"
Vivian smiled awkwardly. "Isn't it like a group of elites surrounding Cinderella?"
Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows and smiled. "According to the plot, the person sitting in this office is Cinderella's sweetheart, right? And I should marry Cinderella in the end? "
The smile on Vivian's face froze and she hurriedly apologized. "Of course not. I didn't get it right."
Xiao Jing shrugged, leaned back on the sofa and looked at Vivian. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why did you come to see me?"
Vivian seemed to be a bit embarrassed. After quite a while, she said, "Well, President Xiao, we hired a special designer, the genius designer Qin Xinying. She planned to design five sets of clothes for this Fashion Week, but she only designed one set before she hurt her hand. She always likes to draw by hand before using computer, but now she hurt her hand, so she can't draw. We still need a few sets of Haute Couture."
"Hurt her hand?" Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at Vivian, a cold gleam flashing across his eyes. "Is this an excuse? Didn't she prepare other works before that? "
Vivian shook her head. "It seems that she's really badly hurt. Her arm bone is broken and she'll need to wear a cast for several months. Do you want to replace her hand with other designer's clothes?"
"Sure, as long as you think it's OK." Xiao Jing suddenly thought of something and stood up. "Call the special designer and accompany her to the hospital to see a doctor."
Vivian looked at Xiao Jing in shock. "President Xiao?"
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