The gray fox is back.

A meeting must be held immediately.

Anthony was surprised when he heard the news, and then sat in his office and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sax and himself were replaced by the insect nest. The Central City Exhibition Incident finally saved his life. With ten years of loyalty, Grey Fox was not demoted by Kahn. It was immediately missing. Kahn took a group of core members and left, while all the matters of handling the internal affairs fell on him.

But these organizations and companies that have been reunited are not the only ones. Seeing the current Wilson company, I remember that when I was in a state of great trouble, some good news finally came.

"When will he call for memories?"

“Just now.”

The secretary's answer made him stunned again, and then he learned from the secretary that what had just happened in the building hall, and suddenly "sniffed" a faint smell of blood. Reminding the identity of the Gray Fox once hired a mercenary, this was obviously a big deal.

"Correction of my terminal, something big might happen."

Anthony immediately got up and took his secretary to the elevator. He had just walked two steps and had not yet left the door, but someone knocked on the door of the office, and a man in a suit and tie walked in:

"Mr. Anthony, you probably received the message too? Oh... Sorry, things are a bit urgent. I came in before you could open the door."

Glance at the other party's seemingly cautious expression, Anthony pulled his tie with a little disdain: "Tell me while you walk."

This is the new director of the procurement department.

He is not a former employee of Wilson, but a person promoted from a requisitioned medical company. The reason why he can take this position is that Wilson has had too many changes recently and is in urgent need of employment.

Anthony understood that these guys who had just come up were not very clean, and they were obviously coming to find him, the old senior manager, to find out. The group had just started to interrupt before the other party could speak:

"Mr. Harry, you'd better speak with caution in a meeting."

With Anthony's expression turned aside, the purchasing manager was stunned:

"I heard that Mr. Gray Fox was once a mercenary..."

“So you’d better speak with caution.”

When the elevator arrived at the station, Anthony didn't even look at the other party. He quickly walked towards the conference room, leaving the purchasing manager behind him stunned.

Anthony is very clear about the nature of these people in the workplace, which is to argue and delay the blame.

What the other party means is that mercenaries do not understand the workplace, so they should be able to operate the space evenly?

Anthony's meaning is also very clear: The gray fox may not understand the workplace, but he will kill your workplace.

He was speechless all the way until he opened the conference room door, and Anthony finally met the gray fox whom he had not met for a long time.

However, the status of the conference room is somewhat subtle at this moment.

The row on the left was silent, all of the old backbones of the past. They looked at the new high-level members on the right whispering, and the sound of mosquitoes lingered. The gray fox sat in the main seat, playing with a holographic projection device, and did not look up at him.

Anthony walked carefully to Bo Zheng, the head of the Industrial R&D department, and asked in a low voice:

"How is the situation?"

The erectile clenchers put their heads together:

"Mr. Gray Fox hasn't spoken."

Anthony suddenly lost his words, which was obviously the tranquility before the storm.

A loud noise broke the strange atmosphere. Turing threw the holographic toy in his hand to the center of the desk, and glanced at everyone present:

"It seems that we have arrived, we can start..."

"Sorry...I think I have to interrupt."

Before he could finish his words, a middle-aged man with glasses stood up: "Before this weird meeting that called us all over... no one introduced who the steel head was sitting in Miss Wilson's position?"

After the words came to an end, the few people beside him suddenly burst into uncontrollable snickers.

Turing looked at the man standing out in the crowd and leaned his head slightly back. Without waiting for him to talk, Garfield on the side spoke:

"I will be solemnly introduced to you... the current re-appointed chief of the Supervisory Committee, independent project director of the Carbon Change Laboratory, former head of the Industrial R&D Department, and... important shareholder, Mr. Gray Fox."

"He holds 30% of the company's shares. He is instructing you to come here today to conduct personal supervision of recent internal affairs."

After a name was smashed, the seat on the right suddenly whispered, and the middle-aged man who had just stood up changed his face.

Let’s not talk about the previous names, the last one is a heavy blow.

Although I already know that this person has returned, no one says he is a shareholder?

Moreover, he was in a state of disgrace. He suddenly came back after a month of missing. This obviously required personnel liquidation. At present, the new senior executives in Wilson's company were not clean. Who would have been sitting on the blood and seek some benefits for themselves? The shareholders personally served as the supervisor chairman. This is not a trivial matter.

While thinking about countermeasures, a middle-aged woman next to this person stood up:

"Sorry...but I want to interrupt."

"I want to say... we have not seen this...Mr. Gray Fox in the Mask in the Archives or any list. And we have not received any notice. I think even if the shareholders hold a meeting, we should confirm the authenticity of their identity, right?"

After a lot of words, Anthony on the side was also stunned.

This is really true.

After the Central Exhibition, most of the equity fell into the hands of the Gray Fox, but there was a helmet on the head, and Miss Kahn handled the matter personally. No one except Kahn herself knew how the equity was handed over to the Gray Fox in the name of a formal channel.

"I have to admit that Ms. Mara's words make sense." The trauma insurance manager who stood up first pulled his tie, held his hand on the table, and looked around. "No matter what kind of meeting Mr. Shareholder wants to hold or make management adjustments... these require the company to confirm his true identity. Now the supervision process is starting... it is a bit rash and anxious. The company's situation seems optimistic recently, but in fact it is not suitable for large-scale personnel adjustments in the face of Wushi Heavy Industry and Miguang Company."

After a few words, he said it well, with reasonable grounds and evidence. He fully expressed his decision to care about the company's overall situation. Moreover, even if he is a shareholder, he is not the only one who can decide whether to return home or those senior executives.

As a popular project of Wilson Company, which is currently in the limelight, trauma insurance services are a treasure pot, with daily flow and upward growth. His position as a supervisor is also increasing day by day. He is just waiting to climb higher and rush upward with his own interests. This suddenly jumped out of a so-called shareholder sitting in the chief position of the conference, which made him quite unhappy, not to mention the name of supervision, he has gained more benefits openly and secretly through his position.

Not to mention, with the current situation in Yezhou, force is supreme. Compared with the security department of the old backbone station, the trauma insurance armed forces he holds can be said to be in strife and is not afraid at all. A shareholder with a lot of names but is actually a bare commander. What should he fight with?

In fact, this guy is really wrong. The World Tree is far away in Bangka, and the Demon Armor Legion was also taken over. The internal part of Wilson's company was obviously broken, and the Rowan guy couldn't count on it. Turing is really a bare commander now.

But what he could not imagine was that the other party had no intention of arguing with him at all.

Turing looked at the popular supervisor with interest and talked loudly, and gently tapped the table:

"So, according to this gentleman's ideas, what measures do you think should be taken at present?"

"Haha, of course, we must confirm your identity first." The supervisor smiled, but in fact he was secretly proud of himself. "Believe me, as long as you confirm your identity, the company will definitely welcome your return very much. However, before that, we still have to follow the company's rules and regulations and procedures. And the current chief of the Supervisory Committee is Mr. Anderson. If the supervision process is to be started, it will be up to him..."

"puff……"

While hearing the head of the industrial R&D department from the beginning, he couldn't help but laughed out loud, attracting all eyes to him.

Garfield, who was on the side, also held his forehead for a while and shook his head slightly.

The strange atmosphere made the raving manager feel something was wrong, and at this time, everyone noticed that the seats at the entire conference table were not full.

There is still one shortage.

With a light sound, a bloody head rolled down to the supervisor's table. The crowd suddenly stood up and retreated, screaming and stunned.

Turing on one side slowly stood up:

"I'm afraid Mr. Anderson cannot perform his duties now..."
Chapter completed!