Chapter 1129: Collect Money and Become a Part-Time Worker

Fu Nanli pressed his temples, "Why do you think I'm so angry? It's because at this juncture, He Yumin still can't guarantee to me that he is willing to break off the relationship with the female star."

Wen Qiao's eyes were a little disgusted: "I heard that He Yumin was born in a poor family, and his wife was a college classmate. His wife was very supportive of his studies and his entry into big companies in Silicon Valley."

"Probably, I don't know the details."

Wen Qiao shrugged: "I don't know much about other people's family affairs, but if he abandons his wife and children in the end and really gets together with a female star, then there will probably be a lot of trouble later, and your opponent will seize this matter." "Relaxed."

Fu Nanli: "I know."

Wen Qiao took his hand: "It's getting late. Go back first. You can hand over the work. You can't be asked to participate in the discussion about everything. Go back to sleep first and recharge yourself so that you can have more energy to go tomorrow. Scold Heyu people."

Fu Nanli really had a severe headache, so he followed Wen Qiao out of the office.

A large group of people in the conference room opposite looked secretly and let out a sigh of relief when they saw the eldest young master entering the elevator.

"Finally gone."

"In the end, Miss Wen still has a way."

"Although Mr. Fu is gone, we still need to discuss a solution. If we can't come up with a countermeasure tomorrow, Mr. Fu will still be angry."

The people from the public relations department looked at He Yumin and really wanted to kneel down to him: "Mr. He, what are you thinking? You should end your relationship with that female star immediately. If you continue and don't return to your family, it will harm you." I still have to involve Mr. Fu."

He Yumin's face was solemn and a little haggard. He was being scolded by Mr. Fu like a grandson all afternoon today, and he felt bad, "I...I will give you an answer tomorrow."

"Then we don't know how to write this public relations draft."

"Let me apologize to the public first."

"Then netizens will definitely ask Mr. He on Weibo how you plan to handle your family affairs. You should know that the senior leaders of a company as big as ours are actually half public figures. This kind of negative news, The impact on the company is huge.”

He Yumin was a little irritated: "I understand. I will reply to you tomorrow. Let's send a letter of apology first, post it on our official Weibo, and then post it on my Weibo."

"Mr. Fu is so angry. You should know what kind of decision Mr. Fu wants you to make."

"I know, I will try my best to satisfy Mr. Fu."

Outside Zhonghuan Building, Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli got into the car together. When they returned to his apartment, Wen Qiao pulled him into the bathroom, "Take a shower first, and I'll press it for you later."

After a while, Fu Nanli came out in a bathrobe, with messy black hair hanging down and dripping water. Wen Qiao picked up the bath towel and wiped his hair, then helped him dry his hair, and finally massaged him.

Fu Nanli no longer had a headache.

Wen Qiao was hugged into someone's arms: "The craftsmanship is so good, do I have to pay you a salary?"

Wen Qiao spread his hands: "It's not impossible, my hourly salary is very high."

"I'll give you the card tomorrow."

Wen Qiao smiled: "Really?"

"Really, please press it for me more often in the future."

"If I were paid, I would be a part-time employee."

"If you don't get paid, it's free hourly employment."

Wen Qiao: "Well, it seems to make sense. It's been a tiring day, so go to bed."