Marriage with a child: The president's husband is too dark-bellied

Chapter 21 Where did the stolen money go?
In the following time, she was talking about her past. The raindrops outside the window did not know when to stop, and the warm rays of the sun shone in, and the golden light scattered all over the place...

"So, when you woke up, you were already lying in the hospital, and you completely lost your memory of five years ago?" Luo Dan pointed out the key to the problem in a timely and sharp manner, with a strange emotion in his eyes, that is pity!
Kanglele nodded in disbelief: "Yes, it was like having a long, long dream. When I woke up, the doctor told me that a life had been conceived in my stomach. I am an orphan, and I long for the company of my family." .Since I have Ono, my world has become more colorful!"

"So do you want to restore the memory of these five years ago?"

Kangle shook her head: "In the past, I really wanted to know what happened five years ago. But now, I am very content. God took away my memory, but gave me the fetters of family affection."

Luo Dan held her hand pityingly: "My vacation is over half, and I will return to the United States soon. I know an expert in this field in the United States. If you need it, just call me!"

Kanglele withdrew her hand uncomfortably. She was very grateful for his generosity: "Thank you, Luo Dan, thank you for treating me as a friend!"

Friends, just friends?

The light blue eyes dimmed instantly, how much he wanted to tell her to let him take care of her!
"Yeah, we're friends!"

He is greedy for her smile, her optimism, and her strength.At this moment, how much he wanted time to stop, as if he couldn't see enough, he wanted to engrave her in his mind.

Towards evening, Rodin left.

Sighing, he simply tidied up the store and closed the door.

She was going to pick up Ono today, but driver Liu called, and the car broke down halfway, so the task of picking up Ono naturally fell on her.

At the same time, in another high-rise building.

Assistant Liu wiped his cold sweat uneasily, carefully watching the powerful, stern and noble man in the middle of the hall.

This is a high-level interim meeting, among which there are many elder-level board chairmen of the consortium.

This meeting has lasted for three hours.At present, there is still no intention of stopping.

The entire conference room was eerily quiet, and all the senior executives dared not take a breath, waiting for the next instruction from the man in the middle.

Ou Zinan's face was tense, without saying a word, his eyes were dark and raging, like a cheetah in the night, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

An older shareholder snorted indifferently: "Nephew, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Since you took over as president, compared to when your father was in office, this year's quarterly sales have dropped by 5.00% .Now that the large amount of donations from the foundation has disappeared, this incident has not affected our company in the slightest. Now the outside media is always paying attention to our developments. If this incident is not properly handled , The loss that our company will cause is immeasurable! At that time, our board of directors will take back your position as president, even if your father personally intercedes, that is impossible!"

"That is, a large amount of donations from the foundation has been stolen. The impact of this matter can be large or small. It is related to the reputation of our company, the stock market trend, and most importantly, the riots of a large number of stockholders. We can't make them feel cold. !” The other took the words and persuaded earnestly.

Ou Zinan patrolled for a week with an indifferent gaze, and said coldly: "I will give you an explanation for this matter. In addition, the company has entered a state of full preparation for war, strengthened security patrols, and I don't want internal rumors to spread to my ears again. ! If you are heard by me, you will bear the consequences!"

Shocked by such a coercive aura, all the senior executives sat upright, fearing that the one who would use the knife would be the next one!
Ou Zinan said lightly: "Now, the meeting is over!"

After finishing speaking, Ou Zinan took his hand and walked out. Assistant Liu chased after him without hesitation.

Like an amnesty order, the executives breathed heavily as if they had been reborn, and a younger manager patted his chest with lingering fear: "Huh—I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death!"

Assistant Liu followed behind and reported cautiously: "President, the situation is not optimistic. The security captain just called, and a large number of stockholders have poured into the gate, calling for us to give him an explanation. In my opinion, it is very likely that Someone is instigating them to concentrate on rioting without restraint!"

Ou Zinan quickened his pace and walked to the office, opened the notebook, and operated a few times skillfully. A stock market trend chart appeared on the screen immediately, and the stock belonging to their European-style consortium had already fallen sharply, at least 0.9 percentage points, faintly. There is a tendency to accelerate the decline.

A storm was brewing in Ou Zinan's eyes, he pondered for a moment, and ordered: "Check the latest attendance records for me, ask the HR department, if someone has been absent or left the job improperly recently. Also, call out the monitoring of the finance department! "

"Yes!" Liu Hua received the order and quickly carried it out.

Ou Zinan stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her hands behind her back, without saying a word for a long time.

This direction just happened to be able to see the situation at the gate. The situation at the gate at this moment is much more serious than what Liu Hua described.

The people who gathered outside the door were all civilians and office workers, and they hung up banners unscrupulously, with the words 'Don't give an explanation, and swear not to give up' printed on it.

"Come out, the president of the European Style Group! Don't be a shrinking turtle! If you don't give us an explanation today, we won't leave!"

"Yes, that's right! We're not leaving!" Another voice echoed.

"President Ou, you have to understand that it is not easy for us to make money. Such a big loss is enough to cover half a year's living expenses for ordinary people. We are all waiting to sell this stock to make money. Now it's a waste of money!" An elderly lady hugged her grandson and squeezed into the crowd, her loud voice was particularly prominent.

"..."

For a time, there were different opinions and constant criticism.

There were reporters around hearing the sound, and the flashing lights kept flashing.

Although it was very late in the evening, the whole square was extremely lively, attracting frequent crowds of passers-by.

In the reception hall, the female customer service at the front desk was busy on the phone.

Compared with the bustling outside, the inside of the company is not much better, and the phone rings one after another.

Even when it's meal time, employees are still working hard in front of the computer.

"Manager, the secretary of Lin's Group called to cancel our cooperation in clothing design for the next season!" An employee answered the phone and reported to the overwhelmed manager.

"Got it." The sales manager waved his hand impatiently.

"Hi, Mr. Wu, hello! About the last time we talked about entering the mall... what? We'll talk about it later? But we've already talked about it last time! Hello——Hello?" A series of busy tones came from the phone, and the sales manager Decadently put down the phone.

Suddenly something sounded, turned around and dialed a number again: "Hey, Assistant Liu, does Mr. Ou have any new ideas now?"

(End of this chapter)