Chapter 1127 The Angry Young Man

Fiona even had red eyes.

It seems that everyone has a hard time, and this incident is indeed serious.

When Fiona saw Wen Qiao, she returned to normal in almost a second. Wen Qiao could only sigh that people in the workplace are really tough, and tears flowed into her stomach.

"Ms. Wen, you go and sit in Mr. Fu's office first. He is having a very important meeting and he probably won't be able to get away for a while."

Wen Qiao went to Fu Nanli's office. Fiona was busy making coffee for her. Wen Qiao said considerately: "You don't have to greet me. If I'm thirsty, I'll pour myself some water. You can go do your thing."

Wen Qiao was sitting on Fu Nanli's boss chair. The door of the office was not closed tightly, and voices from the office opposite came occasionally.

She had never seen Fu Nanli lose such a temper. Another secretary, Lisa, came in to help her refill her coffee. Wen Qiao asked in a low voice, "Why is he so angry?"

Lisa sighed: "Because Mr. He is a person that Mr. Fu values ​​​​very much. If Mr. He performs well, Mr. Fu can hand over many substantive tasks to him. Moreover, Mr. He and Mr. Fu personally go to Wall Street to invite him back. Yes, if something happened to Mr. He, it would be a slap in Mr. Fu’s face. What’s more, it’s a scandal like the relationship between men and women. It’s too ugly.”

Wen Qiao nodded thoughtfully: "How will this matter be handled in the end?"

Lisa was embarrassed: "These are high-level decisions. I'm just a little secretary. I can't interfere with these. The meeting will be adjourned later. Miss Wen, please help us comfort Mr. Fu. Only you can persuade him."

If Mr. Fu's thunderous wrath is allowed to continue, everyone around him will probably suffer.

Wen Qiao nodded: "Well, don't worry. When will the meeting last?"

Lisa was distressed: "I don't know about this. The meeting will definitely not be over for a while. Everyone in the public relations department is in the office, discussing how to minimize the losses."

Wen Qiao nodded: "I understand, go and do your work."

After Lisa went out, Wen Qiao took out his mobile phone and looked at the stock market of Zhonghuan Group. It can be expected that since He Yumin's cheating scandal was exposed, Zhonghuan's stock has risen slightly.

This is a consistent operation of capital. Generally, when there is a public relations crisis, traders will be used to make stocks rise and stabilize public sentiment.

But if no practical and effective solution can be found in a short period of time, the stock will definitely fall sharply by then, and the loss will be in the hundreds of billions.

Wen Qiao felt his brows twitching.

Moreover, Fu Nanli joined the board of directors not long ago. In such large listed companies, internal strife is often serious.

Fu Nanli was trained by Mr. Fu as the chairman of the board of directors. Obviously, someone did not want him to become the chairman of the board of directors.

This turmoil has had a great impact on Fu Nanli. The old guys on the board of directors can make a fuss out of a molehill and even use this as a threat to expel Fu Nanli from the board of directors.

Wen Qiao breathed out. It's not surprising that Fu Nanli was so angry.

By this time, it was half past ten. Wen Qiao ordered a takeout. As soon as Lisa delivered the takeout, she heard the noise coming from outside. The meeting finally ended.

The door of the office was pushed open violently, and Wen Qiao saw Fu Nanli walking in with a sullen look, followed by a large group of dejected middle-aged men in suits and ties, all of whom were silent and no one dared to speak.

Fu Nanli didn't notice that Wen Qiao was there. He took off his tie and threw it on the sofa. His voice was cold and cold: "We have been meeting for a long time and you haven't given me any results. What's the use of you?"