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The snow-white A4 was like a ghost, and instantly... penetrated Fei Qi's right arm, and then... slammed into the wall behind him.

The piece of paper was deeply inserted into the wall a few centimeters deep, and a trace of scarlet blood... stained on the snow-white piece of paper, it was particularly conspicuous.

In the meeting room, everyone's eyes were briefly shocked.

The focus of people's eyes was on Fei Qi's raised right arm.

His right arm is still there, intact.

"Small bugs, pretend to be gods and ghosts!" Fei Qi's eyes were cold, a touch of disdain flashed from the corner of his mouth, and his right arm was still held high in the air.

What about the so-called beheading? His hands are still there.

Even if you are in the invincible world, in front of a powerful identity level, don't you have to bow your head?

Fei Qi knew that Chen Zongheng had bowed his head.

He didn't dare to do it to himself, because... his own board of directors.

But at the moment when he was about to wave his hand to let Chen Zong get out...he suddenly realized that his raised right hand... lost control?

Fei Qi's eyes trembled and he slowly raised his head.

Boom~! His heart trembled violently and his face instantly turned pale!

I saw that on the right arm that he held high, a bloodstain was slowly emerging.

Blood stains slowly spread along the neckline of the suit.

Immediately afterwards, his entire right arm moved slowly along the bloodstain.

"Puff." Fei Qi's entire right arm fell severely and fell on the office conference table.

The arms were cut all together, and the wounds were neat and tidy.

Then, at his broken arm...the blood was like a fountain, splashing out frantically.

"Uh..." Fei Qi lay up on the chair, howling in horror!

"My hand... my hand!!"

Heart-piercing pain, heart-piercing.

The place where his right arm was broken was bloody, splashing blood on the desk, staining the entire desk red.

His black suit has been dyed red with thick blood, which is extremely miserable.

In the entire conference room, everyone... was shocked.

This.

This scene was simply shocking.

This Chen Zong, unexpectedly.

Actually made a move... cut off the arm of Fei Dong, the veteran of the board of directors under one person in the group and above 10,000? !

This is the second largest shareholder of the group!

Everyone's hearts stopped beating as if suffocated, and they looked at the scene before the conference table in disbelief.

Blood splattered, and the broken arm was just so horizontal on the conference table, exuding hideousness.

At this moment, at the meeting table, all of the 30 shareholders were pale.

What shocked them even more.

A piece of A4 paper, cut off the arm? !

These methods are simply terrifying to the point.

In shock and astonishment, this group of shareholders was so scared... they couldn't get up.

This is simply... beyond all their life knowledge in the first half of their lives!

At the meeting table, all shareholders... are all shocked by Petrochemical.

The president at the conference table, Qiu Yiren, was also dull and shocked at this moment.

Some of her brain couldn't react.

This Mr. Chen, after all, really... cut Fei Qi's arm? ?

Fei Qi lay on his back in the chair, his body trembling violently, blood splattering from his broken arm. He howled miserably and his eyes were **** and grim.

He would never dream of... his arm would be... really cut off.

In this group building, in front of so many shareholders in public... that young man, how dare... really do it.

But at this time, he had no time to regret, and even less time to fight back with anger and ferociousness, his arm was chopped off, and under severe pain, life was better than death.

Daughter Fei Fanjin stood up in shock, her pretty face pale.

"Father...!" She tried to step forward and help her father, but...Looking at the severed arm, her heart seemed to be suffocated. This...what should I do? !

In the entire meeting room, only Chen Zongheng was still sitting at the table indifferently.

Between his fingers, he still tapped the tabletop rhythmically.

"Sent to the hospital within 20 minutes, and the arm can still be kept." His voice was leisurely and calm.

It seemed that the blood in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Fei Fanjin's pretty face hurriedly panicked, and hurriedly helped her father who was covered in blood.

"Father... You bear it, I'll take you to the hospital immediately!"

Fei Fanjin helped his father's remnant body and walked hurriedly toward the outside of the meeting room.

"There is still something left."

Chen Zongheng sat at the conference table, tapping the table with his fingertips lightly, and pointed to the **** severed arm on the table.

All the shareholders present were trembling and their faces were pale.

Fei Fanjin's long hair was messy, and he resisted the panic and horror, and hurried forward, picked up his father's severed arm, and then helped his father...and trembled out of the meeting room...

Throughout the conference room, the air was depressed like cold.

All the shareholders were silent in the **** scene, and it was difficult to recover from the shock.

"There's anyone else, do you want to vote?" Chen Zongeng sat calmly at the conference table, tapping the table lightly between his fingers.

With every knock, the hearts of the shareholders present quivered.

This is like hell.

No one dared to speak.

No one dared to raise their hands to vote.

Voting, beheading.

This is not rumors.

Rather, it does what it says naked.

If it is just now, there are still a few shareholders who want to raise their hands with Fei Qi.

At this time, those shareholders were already in a cold sweat from fear, their bodies were sitting on the chairs, their legs trembling.

"There is anyone else, do you want to depose Qiu Yiren?" Chen Zongheng looked faintly, and slowly took out a cigarette and lit it.

"It doesn't matter, there are objections, you can raise them, and there is still room for negotiation."

His voice was very calm, without any murderous aura.

But, hearing this in the ears of all the shareholders present, it was like a heart tremor.

Everyone present: "..."

discuss?

Who TM dares to discuss with you.

If you cast a vote, you will be beheaded.

This is so special, who would dare.

"Why, do you all disagree if you don't speak?" Chen Zong let out a smoke ring slowly, his eyes scanned the surroundings.

Huh~! The faces of all the shareholders present changed suddenly and turned pale.

"No... no... how dare we have any objections... We all listen to Mr. Chen." A shareholder waved his hands and explained with a cold sweat on his face.

"Oh... dare not? Then... I threatened you?" Chen Zongheng looked faintly, and tapped his finger on the conference table lightly.

All shareholders present: "..."

This is so much more than threats.

"No, no... How could Mr. Chen threaten us... We were willing."

"Yes, yes...! We have no objections! We agree with Mr. Qiu and continue to serve as president of the group."

"President Qiu has been able to lead the group thriving in recent years. Such a good leader is hard to find with a lantern."

The shareholders present were pale, with cold sweat on their foreheads, all threatening to show their loyalty!

Just kidding, the young man in front of him is really a devil.

How dare they resist?

Qiu Yiren sat in front of the meeting room, watching this scene with a pretty face.

In her eyes, a faint mist flickered. But soon, it disappeared.

A woman who independently supports a huge business empire, a woman who independently bears countless pressure crises, has she ever appeared so relieved?

A man appeared in front of her. With a single person, for her...blocked the stormy sea in front of her.

This kind of feeling, Qiu Yiren's life... never expected it.

But today, at this moment, she... felt it.

The coercion of countless shareholders...Isolated and helpless, when she was most helpless.

The figure of this man supported her entire sky.

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