Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

Although Haiyue couldn't understand the business terms that Secretary Lin said, she could still understand the huge data that Secretary Lin reported.

Because of her actions, she agreed to such a big loss of Beifeng Group, and the continuous drop in the stock price is already a big deal, and now even the merger and acquisition case has problems...

The more Haiyue listened, the more ashamed she became, her head almost buried in her chest, and she apologized in a voice like a mosquito, "I'm sorry..."

Sikong Jingqiu and Secretary Lin, who were discussing enthusiastically, did not stop, and both of them focused on the pile of documents on the small coffee table.

Haiyue thought they didn't hear what she said, and was about to open her mouth to say it again, but Sikong Jingqiu suddenly reached out and patted her on the back comfortingly.

Did he... hear her apology?

Haiyue's whole body was shaken, and she looked up at Sikong Jingqiu, only to find that his expression hadn't changed at all, as if the hand on her back was just a subconscious movement.

Secretary Lin closed the folder, took out a kraft paper bag from the table, handed it to Sikong Jingqiu, and said with a solemn expression, "General manager, this is the document just sent by the private detective this morning. details……"

Speaking of this, Secretary Lin paused, "According to the information, the chairman of Qinghe Group was a gangster 25 years ago, and he only became a white man ten years ago. However, they have been developing foreign markets in recent years. The company is in New York, USA, and it was about seven or eight months ago when it moved to China.”

"Underworld?" Sikong Jingqiu frowned. The Beifeng Group has never had any connection with the underworld, nor does it do any illegal business. Moreover, the name of the Qinghe Group sounds very strange, unlike Beifeng Group. Feng has any relationship with cooperation projects, "Have we ever competed with enterprises under the Qinghe Group?"

Secretary Lin shook her head and said with certainty, "No, I have already sent someone to check, and none of the subsidiaries of Beifeng Group have any business relationship with Qinghe Group."

"I know, you go down first."

Secretary Lin withdrew.

Sikong Jingqiu put the documents back on the table, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and stood up, "10:30, let's go."

"Yeah." Haiyue followed suit and stood up.

Sikong Jingqiu bent down and took out the document bag that Secretary Lin had just handed to him, and then hooked Haiyue into his arms, and the two walked out of the office side by side, and took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor .

The press conference site on the first floor of Beifeng Group was crowded.

Although most of the security guards in the building were transferred to maintain order and foreign aid was invited, the situation at the scene was still out of control. Some reporters even pushed and shoved people around them in order to occupy a good position, and even the security guards stepped forward to stop them. , nor let them stop.

Sikong Jingqiu ignored them, hugged Haiyue and sat down at the prepared position, looked coldly at the two reporters pushing and shoving in the corner, and said into the microphone, "Secretary Lin, immediately ask the security guards to take the two journalists who destroyed the scene. The orderly reporters blast out!"

Sikong Jingqiu's calm and forceful voice, like a whip passing through the air, instantly silenced the scene.

The two reporters also restrained themselves quickly, but they didn't withdraw their hands from each other's body.

Sikong Jingqiu glanced at the rows of reporters sitting in the lobby, and continued to say coldly, "Beifeng Group doesn't welcome people who make noise, and this is not a concert venue. If you can't maintain the minimum etiquette, please You go out now, Beifeng Group doesn't welcome you!"