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Chapter 112 How can she run if he doesn't arrange the car?!

In recent years, Cheng Wanfeng handed over the power of the consortium to Fu Nanting. The father and son were useless and built several companies outside.

Yaohuang is one of the companies run by Cheng Zuyao and Cheng Feng and his son.

Specializes in the manufacture and sale of beauty drugs, such as the most popular weight loss drugs, hyaluronic acid, botulinum toxin and so on.

Unexpectedly, something happened.

It can be said that Cheng Zuyao's house was raining all night, and he was extremely unlucky.

I just lost the qualification to inherit the consortium yesterday, and I encountered this kind of thing again today.

but……

Although Yaohuang was a company run by Cheng Zuyao and his son outside, he was in the name of Cheng's consortium.

Everyone believes that Yaohuang is a company under Cheng's family.

If something happens to Yaohuang, it will definitely affect the Cheng Consortium.

No wonder Fu Nanting's face changed.

As expected, a group of reporters have already rushed to the door of the Cheng Consortium.

"Idiot!" Fu Nanting pressed the tablet hard on the marble table, and the sound of swearing was chilling.

A cool air came, and Shu Ge could feel his anger.

That's true.

Cheng Zuyao and his son caused trouble outside, and this time, they may have to implicate Cheng.

How could he not be angry?

Perhaps because he had been living outside when he was a teenager, this man, even though he was dressed well in front of outsiders, was calm and sound...

When you are angry, you will still occasionally expose your wildness.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

She expected that it was a call from Cheng's company. She wanted to stand up so that he could answer the phone. Besides, the matter related to Cheng's consortium was also considered a commercial secret. She is a bad person, so she is not nice.

But Fu Nanting pressed her down with one hand and signaled her to continue sitting, it would be okay.

After answering the phone, sure enough, the voice of Secretary Cheng came from there:

"Mr. Fu, several mainstream media reporters in the city have come and want to ask about Yaohuang Bio."

"Let the PR department deal with it first. I'll come over later."

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Nanting asked Shen Xiao to come in.

Shen Xiao also heard something serious about the company run by the eldest young master early in the morning. He hurried in and saw the third master holding Shu Ge in his arms, sitting in the restaurant. He was stunned and then coughed twice, just pretending that he didn't see it: "Third Master."

"Take people to Yaohuang and block all drugs immediately, stop the drugs from flowing to the market, and then ask professional and technical personnel to check it out, release qualified products, and block all the remaining unqualified products to the warehouse and are not allowed to flow out!"

After giving the orders drastically, he said coldly: "Also, let my elder brother who is not successful and has enough trouble to hide outside for a few days, so don't be caught by the media! Avoid not being able to speak and causing trouble for me!"

Shu Ge first saw his decisive decisiveness in business.

Cheng Wanfeng felt at ease to give the entire consortium to this illegitimate son, which really made sense.

I also know that if it weren't for the Cheng Consortium, he wouldn't have helped Cheng Zuyao clean up this mess.

"I'll do it right away." Shen Xiao immediately turned around.

When Shu Ge saw that he was going out to deal with the matter, he immediately stood up.

Fu Nantingli tidied up his collar and glanced at the leftover breakfast on the table. He still pinched her cheek flesh with satisfaction: "Be good at home. Don't run around."

Running around?

His sister, does he know how big he lives and how far away from the city center?

Next to it is the largest wetland forest in China!

How could she run if he didn't arrange the car?!
Chapter completed!
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