Chapter 527: You Killed Them
Song Wuyou knew Yang Zhuo, he was the younger brother of Mrs. Song Yang Yuhui, and Song Nan's brother-in-law.
The brother-in-law, who has always relied on being the president, is domineering in the company and can't be dragged down.
Sitting in the position of administrative manager, but doing nothing.
Because he has a small share in his hand, he thinks that he is the major shareholder of the company, and he looks like a fool to everyone.
The work-related injury needs to be dealt with by the administrative department, and in order not to compensate, he insisted that it was the fault of the other party.
He also used his position as the manager of the administrative department to fire young employees who refused to date him, or those who he disliked.
Before the meeting, the secretary had already introduced all the shareholders to Song Wuyou.
Song Wuyou also has a little understanding of the way everyone here handles things.
She looked at Yang Zhuo with a smile, her eyes glistened with indifference, "It would be a good thing if you can get back 100,000 yuan after robbing the bank without anyone knowing about it."
When everyone heard it, they looked at each other, not understanding what Song Wuyou meant and what it contained.
"What do you mean, if the company is at fault, you will compensate her 100,000 yuan?" Yang Zhuo looked at Song Wuyou coldly.
Song Wuyou looked at him with a faint smile: "If our company is at fault, what if we compensate her 100,000 yuan?"
"Pa——" Yang Zhuo suddenly slapped the table with his palm, and the sound echoed in the conference room, which was very abrupt and deafening.
The directors all looked at Yang Zhuo in astonishment.
After Yang Zhuo slapped it, he immediately pointed at Song Wuyou and scolded: "Are you crazy, woman? The company faced bankruptcy twice before, and the funds were extremely tight, yet you still thought about compensating someone who was already with Song's family?" The person who terminated the contract? Just cut off a leg and it will cost 100,000, she thinks well!"
After Song Wuyou listened, she smiled silently, her indifferent eyes sparkled sharply, "A girl lost a leg, should she be compensated more than 100,000? If I have one leg, I will pay you one hundred thousand more."
When Yang Zhuo heard this, he immediately flew into a rage. He glared at Song Wuyou, "You're cursing me for being disabled? Song Wuyou, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. My brother-in-law's sudden death must be caused by you, you Killing him, could it be that he wanted to rob Mrs. Song!"
Yang Zhuo's words made Song Wuyou's face turn cold, and there was a bit of commotion below, you look at me, I look at you, the expression seemed to think that Yang Zhuo's words made sense.
Song Wuyou calmly glanced at everyone present, his cold gaze finally fell on Yang Zhuo, and asked in a calm tone, "Do you know who I am?"
Yang Zhuo was taken aback by the question, what does this woman mean by asking her like this?
Yang Zhuo said disdainfully: "Song Wuyou, the daughter of a junior."
"No, I'm Mrs. Gu." Song Wuyou reminded Yang Zhuo with a chuckle.
Thinking of Gu Yanhao, Yang Zhuo felt a little lack of confidence.
But he has always been used to pulling in front of the directors, so now he can't give in in front of a woman in front of them, can he?
"So what?" Yang Zhuo lifted his chin and looked at Song Wuyou dismissively.
"My husband gives me so much pocket money every month." Song Wuyou stretched out three fingers.
Everyone's gazes fell on her three fair and slender fingers. Is it 30,000 or 300,000?
"I have an eight-figure income even if I don't work for a year. And before I came to Song's, I was the director of Gu's design department."