fake love

Chapter 408 You Yingrui (1)
"President, go in."

Fu Ran nodded, stepped on the stone steps in 7cm high-heeled shoes, and the glass door not far away came into view, and the vision suddenly opened up.

Suddenly, a large group of reporters poured out from the hall. Fu Ran had prepared in advance, but still frowned subconsciously.

"Mrs. Ming, is it true that the news that Third Young Master Ming has passed away has been spreading all over the place recently?"

Han Jun and several other employees stood in front of Fu Ran.

She was surrounded in the middle, unable to get through, "This matter is completely a rumor, I don't want to explain any more."

"But why San Shao hasn't shown up once in the past six months, and if your so-called rumors continue this time, it will definitely affect MR's stock price. Aren't you worried?"

"It is inconvenient for me to disclose his current situation. It is true that there are new projects abroad that require him. Besides, since I took charge of MR, there has never been a significant decline in performance. It may be unfair to me to deny my efforts with a single rumor. Right?" Fu Ran was escorted to the door by Han Jun, but the reporter still had no intention of backing down.

"It is reported that the third young master died of a heart attack. This reminds us that Mr. Ming also suffered from the same illness. If it is true that he is still alive as you said, then what is the explanation for the tombstone in the Qingshan Cemetery?"

Fu Ran simply kept silent. You can't imagine that you have room to change what the media has determined.

The security guards who came out helped block the reporters from the door, and Fu Ran, Han Jun and others had to escape.

Passing through the lobby to the corridor, Fu Ran greeted Ming Zheng and Luo Wenying standing at the elevator entrance with a smile.

No need to ask, you can tell that this project has attracted a lot of people, and Cun Kun and MR are undoubtedly the biggest contenders.

The elevator came down first, and the two people standing at the door went in first. Fu Ran lifted her footsteps, and Han Jun gently pulled down her sleeves, "President."

She stopped in her tracks and signaled Mingzheng and Luo Wenying not to wait for her.

After the elevator door closed, she asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

"Don't you find it strange that there are so many journalists here at this moment?"

Fu Ran thought about it just now, "Han Jun, what do you want to say?"

"Looking at Ying'an City, the most competitive with us is probably Qiankun."

Fu Ran waved her hand, "Go up first and then talk."

Luo Wenying and Ming Zheng came out of the venue first, and they walked into the elevator. Luo Wenying tightly held the documents in her hands, "Why did you change the quotation at the last minute?"

The man didn't answer directly, "What's wrong?"

Luo Wenying's tone changed slightly, "It's nothing, I'm just asking, I'm a little curious."

The elevator came to the ground floor very quickly, Mingzheng's slender legs took the lead, and Luo Wenying walked out of the building with him. The sun was dazzling, and the shoulders were overwhelming.

Walking to the parking lot, Ming Zheng opened the car door for her, and Luo Wenying stood in front of the passenger seat, "Are you doing this for MR?"

Ming Zheng looked up at her, "You never asked about these things before, at the last moment, I have the right to make decisions."

Luo Wenying nodded, yes, this company is owned by Mingzheng, she has nothing to worry about.

Luo Wenying sat in, Mingzheng closed the car door and returned to the driver's seat, Luo Wenying opened the car window, but she had fought for this project for nearly a month, and in the end she even stayed up all night for several nights in order to catch up with the plan. It wasn't any other idea, but Mingzheng didn't even give her a chance to try it, so he brushed it off abruptly.

She looked up and saw the sun in mid-air, a bright light shone into her eyes, but her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Mingzheng saw the disappointment on Luo Wenying's face through the interior rearview mirror. He was not used to explaining to her, and this time was no exception.

Fu Ran, Han Jun and others walked out of the building, and the driver drove the car to the door. Fu Ran didn't speak for a while, and Han Juan glanced at her profile, knowing that things were a little tricky.

Sitting in the car, Fu Ran's face was ashen, and he threw the documents in his hand onto the car seat.

Han Jun's expression was not good either.

"It is logically impossible. I checked carefully last night that there is no mistake."

"Apart from your inspection, has anyone else moved?" Fu Ran asked seriously.

"No," Han Jun deliberately emphasized, "absolutely not."

Fu Ran pressed her fingers between her brows, but didn't speak again.

To avoid the limelight recently, Fu Ran has never been to the villa. The man's phone call came in, and Fu Ran was having a headache for this matter.Talk to her roughly, the man gave her a set of programs, saying that he could detect abnormalities.

After Fu Ran logged in, there was indeed something wrong. Although the other party hid it well and the specific address and information were not displayed, there were indeed traces of virus tampering. Can be changed by others without authorization.

Fu Ran remained calm, and closed the computer again.

Standing up and walking to the French windows, Fu Ran folded her arms around her chest and raised her eyes to look at the crescent moon in the air. She ran MR before, and her monthly income was more than enough. She had never set foot in the business world. Only after taking over MR did she realize that the intrigue was too intense. , and really understand what kind of whirlpool Ming Chengyou was in at that time.

Hanhan was sleeping soundly, Fu Ran walked to the bed, and the restlessness in her heart was dispelled.

Fu Ran avoided the media as much as possible, but three days later, the news of Ming Chengyou's death was confirmed. The Ming family held a small press conference. Li Yunling admitted that Ming Chengyou had died of a heart attack for nearly half a year.

For a moment, Ying'an City was in an uproar.

Li Yunling cried bitterly at the press conference, implying that MR is currently in a precarious period, but it will be hit hard again, and they have concealed it for so long, they are all following Fu Ran's meaning.

The stock price of MR has plummeted in the past few days, and all the blame is naturally aimed at Fu Ran.

The news of Ming Chengyou's death may even be known to the grandparents in the small alley. He was originally a famous figure in Ying'an City, but now that he died young, the news spread even faster than the wind speed.

The reporters blocked the gate of Evian Capital.

Li Yunling called more than once, and Fu Ran understood that she still wanted Hanhan, and said bluntly that it was impossible.

Zhao Lan simply moved to Yiyun Capital recently, for fear that Fu Ran and the child would be frightened.

(End of this chapter)