Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 172 The Strong Dragon Does Not Overcome the Snake

Su Zexiu raised the corner of his mouth suddenly, and looked at Stark mockingly.

"Mr. Stark, I'm afraid you don't understand the brotherhood in China?" He said quietly, as long as Chu Qing's matter is over, it's up to Fu Sichen to take care of the rest, "I don't know about his matter." Intervene, he will not let me intervene."

Suddenly, he seemed to see Stark relax for a moment.

His uncle is very important to the entire Stark family, and it is said that he is a spiritual pillar.

Although he doesn't understand the turmoil within the Stark family, fortunately, he knows that this person is the one that the Stark family will desperately want to keep, no matter the reason, as long as he achieves his goal.

"Also, if you really have the confidence to take down Fu Sichen, you might as well carry your entire Stark Group on your shoulders to try."

Su Zexiu made no secret of his trust in his brother.

What a shame, compared to Fu Sichen, he is far behind Stark.

From childhood to adulthood, even Lu Junhao, who was the first to enter the business world, was no match for Fu Sichen.

Su Zexiu took away all the unfavorable evidence related to Chu Qing, and Stark had to send him out of the office, and the secretary lost his mind when he saw it.

Stark was filled with resentment. If it wasn't for his uncle, Fu Sichen would have already been in his pocket this time!
What kind of spiritual pillar of the family, the people of the family tried their best to keep him alive, but in the end it would only drag down the whole family!

In a rage, he slammed his fist on the glass door.

Stark, who has a strong physique, has well-developed arm muscles. When he punched it down, a deep crack appeared in the thick glass door, and he could clearly see the muscles under his white shirt tense and trembling faintly.

Su Zexiu is too crazy. To deal with a Fu Sichen, you want him to bet the entire Stark Group?
Oh, then he can only use the facts to make them understand that he alone can bring down Fu Sichen.

Su Zexiu didn't say anything to Chu Qing, but just informed Fu Sichen that Chu Qing's affairs were settled, and he could let go and do his own business.

Fu Sichen pondered for a moment, then hung up the phone with a smile on his lips.

No matter how strong Stark is, he is still an outsider.

There is an old saying in China that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake. It is ridiculous that he really thinks how powerful he is in the boundary of City A.

Fu Sichen turned around and said to He Xuan, "According to the plan."

"Yes."

He Xuan's answer was filled with some irrepressible joy.

No one likes to be underestimated, and no one likes to be oppressed.Under Stark's various provocations, he was not as calm as Fu Sichen.

There is an ancient saying that a man can endure what the world cannot bear, so he can do what the world cannot do.

Perhaps, this is the gap between him and Fu Sichen, no, most people and Fu Sichen.

Because of Su Zexiu's threat, Stark's secretary called Chu Qing and apologized, saying that they made a mistake in the picture that day and it was none of her business, and the final payment would be paid to her as scheduled.

Chu Qing was a little confused. Originally, she was ready to fight alone, but this matter was quietly resolved.

Standing by the window, the hands that were a little chilled by the wind were holding the phone tightly and trembling slightly.

If she remembered correctly, Fu Sichen said that there was only one solution, and that was Su Zexiu.

Only he holds something that can control the Stark family, but what he has to do is against his will...

is it him?
Why?She's said so much...

His eyes dimmed in the spring light.

I still remember that the elementary school teacher said that the natural environment can best express the mood of the characters by setting off the atmosphere.

However, the sun was shining outside, but she was not happy at all.

"Qingqing?" Mother Chu called softly.

"Hey! Mom, what's the matter?"

She turned around and walked to the bed. Mother Chu said she wanted to drink water, but there was still a needle in her arm, so she couldn't reach it, so she had to ask her to come in and help.

Chu Qing poured a cup of warm water, felt the temperature outside the cup, and handed it to Mother Chu.

"Qingqing, go to work by yourself, mom is fine. It's just an old problem, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

"Mom, what are you talking about? You haven't recovered from your illness, why should I go?"

"But don't you want to work?"

Chu's mother stared at her kindly, with love and guilt in her eyes, "It's my mother who has no ability. She didn't give you a good home, and she didn't give you a good living environment. She still drags you down everywhere. And your dad……"

"Mom, what are you doing so much?"

"It's all my mother's fault for dragging you down."

"nonsense!"

"Qingqing, mother knows, you love that boy very much, right? His name is... Su Zexiu?" Chu's mother had a smile on her face, so shallow that she almost didn't catch it.

Chu Qing looked at her silently, not knowing what to say.

"Your Auntie Chen told me everything about that day.

Qingqing, you are excellent, you should have your own life, and you should not live for your mother and father all your life.Aunt Chen said, it can be seen that the boy also likes you very much, he looks mature and stable, and he is a trustworthy person.

I also don't believe that you will intervene in other people's marriages. I believe that you are in love, but there are conflicts.It's because of your family background, right? "

Mother Chu said too much at once, and before she could catch her breath, she began to cough violently again.

"Mom, stop talking!"

"Qingqing... Mom... I want to see you happy. I'm afraid that when I suddenly..." She was about to gasp before she could say a few words, and Chu Qing looked uncomfortable.

"Mom! You can definitely see that I am happy. Don't worry, I will let the doctor come."

Chu Qing spoke very fast, she wanted to make Chu's mother feel at ease.

What she thinks in her heart, only she knows.

"Need not……"

Chu's mother held her back, took a few deep breaths, did not speak quietly, and immediately recovered a lot.

"I don't know who you are? For so many years... I haven't seen you have a boyfriend. Others always say that you are unfeeling, and unfeeling people are the most dedicated..."

Mother Chu began to speak logically again, and Chu Qing smiled.

"Mom, when did you become an emotional expert?"

"For you, I wish I were an expert in everything."

Chu Qing stared at her, and Chu's mother also stared at her. Their eyes met, and the corners of their mouths raised at the same time.

Mother Chu took her hand, held it between her hands, and patted her lightly.After taking a few breaths, feeling a little tired, he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Chu Qing looked back instantly.

She was also afraid that her life-long event would become Chu's mother's regret.

Asthma is like an active volcano. You never know when it will erupt. Sometimes it is a small fluctuation, and sometimes... it is out of control.

The Stark Group is still busy, and the female secretary who fought with Chu Qing now has a wound on her neck.

It was only later that Su Zexiu found out that the blood on Chu Qing's face was not her own blood, it was all the blood from the secretary's neck.

She let the secretary see blood, and her own legs were covered with bruises.

Neither of them got any benefit.

The female secretary was sitting at the desk with two Band-Aids on her neck, but she was meticulously processing the documents with her head buried.

The phone rang suddenly, and she answered it without looking up, "Hello, Starkey Group President's Office."

The person at the other end said something in a hurry, the secretary's face changed suddenly, and he stood up abruptly, the stool made a harsh sound on the floor, instantly attracting the attention of other secretaries.

"I'll notify the president immediately!"

She threw the phone with a "bang", ran to the office quickly, and pushed the door open before knocking three times.

"Mr. Stark, our store has been smashed!"

Hearing this, Stark's anger instantly crept up between his brows, "What's going on?"

"It's clear for the time being. It is said that there was a conflict among the workers, and a fight broke out in the specialty store, and then..."

"And then smashed the specialty store?"

"There are a few... I don't know how they got into trouble with local hooligans..."

It is true that one of the internal employees had an accident, but the other nine were all provoked by hooligans for no reason, and the store was completely destroyed in a short time.

The point is, this kind of local ruffian is hard to find.

Even if they found it, they would not be able to pay for it, and at worst they would go to jail, but all the losses would have to be borne by the Stark Group itself.

This time, the ten specialty stores have invested a lot of money. Not only have they invested 1000 million in the designer, but the oil paintings hanging in each store are all exquisite things, ranging from tens of thousands to nearly a million.

Everything in the ten houses was smashed...

For the branch in City A, the loss of tens of millions is not enough to affect the company's operations.

Terrible is the media coverage.

Sure enough, while he was still thinking, another secretary rushed in in a panic.

"Mr. Stark, there is a reporter who wants to interview you, just...the internal conflict among employees caused the store to be smashed..." the secretary said timidly.

As soon as she came in, she met Stark's sinister eyes. No matter how beautiful those blue eyes were, they changed their taste at this moment.

Hearing this, Stark quickly opened the browser.

Search news.

Sure enough, all the news in the media is about problems caused by internal conflicts among employees, and the media under Fanyu is the first to bear the brunt.

They even wrote a reason that even the Starkey Group didn't know...the employees were in arrears of wages.

Stark squinted his eyes at the report, but his green eyes were lit up, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, "Treat me with my own way? Sichen, it's not bad, you fought back."

The secretary watched his reaction very strangely.

Once this kind of negative news is sent to the hot search, it will have a great impact on the entire group.

The people in their secretary's office are in a mess, finding various reasons to deal with the media, refusing interviews, and preparing for public relations...

Stark actually... laughed?
"Mr. Stark, what should we do now?"

"Investigate the reason, otherwise what else can we do?" Stark turned the chair leisurely, speaking in a lazier voice than before.

It was obvious that Fu Sichen was behind the scenes.

He used the old tricks, framing and framing, all of which he had played before.

What kind of set did he think he would come up with to fight back?
The results of it?But that's all.

The company only needs to make a clarification. It is simple and easy to catch those gangsters and admit their mistakes, and let the employees who fought in another specialty store come out to clarify.

Look at Fu Sichen again, when the 1000 billion thing came out, he didn't do anything.

He's afraid he's lost.

After all, the public opinion is too strong, and the storm is too high, no matter how capable people are, they can't control it, right?

The secretaries were busy with the things he ordered, while Stark turned the leather chair leisurely, leaned his head on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

However, what Stark didn't expect was that this was just the beginning.

Fu Sichen's strategy is coming in like a scourge step by step, and the beginning of this point is just the calm before the storm.

The deadline for the submission of the competition is approaching, but Ni Jiaren has never had a good inspiration, and because of the frenzied Stark, it is really difficult to go out to collect folk songs.

She was a little worried, she was helpless facing the manuscript paper, her little face was almost wrinkled together.

"What's wrong?" Fu Sichen was dealing with official business, but he heard her sigh no less than three times.

Ni Jiaren curled her lips, "There's still half a month left, and the deadline for the competition is approaching, but... I don't have any inspiration at all."

(End of this chapter)