Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 564 News
The noon financial news broadcast a news about the Song family in Kyoto.

After Fengrui took over the Song family, in just one week, the heads of the main channels of the company were replaced one after another. Shang Rui, the former president of Fengrui, was suspected of being copied by the Song family, and finally became the person in charge of a subsidiary of Fengruiyuan.

But now it has been more than a month, Fengrui Group was exposed to the scandal of corporate tax evasion yesterday morning.

The financial analysis report, which was originally confidential internal information, was immediately disclosed. In the past three years, Fengrui's corporate income and tax payments have all been reasonable and compliant, but only in the month after Song took over, the income from transactions with Italy In the details, only [-]% of the tax payable was paid.

Lu Yao and Shao Yunchen stood at the same spot, staring up at the TV screen not far away. The hostess on the screen looked solemn and serious. After explaining the basic facts, they also expressed the conjectures of the so-called professionals.

Someone revealed that President Shang Rui was forced to step down by some improper means because he was unwilling to join hands with the Song family, and became the manager of a small company.

However, the Song family now has such a rich family background. It is hard to guarantee that it did not come from so many years of improper income. What was found out was only the tip of the iceberg. The number of people who have not been found out is probably unimaginable.

The first moment Lu Yao saw this news, she felt numb from the palms to the soles of the feet.

Shao Yunchen took back Longteng again, which is due to Song Ran's contribution. More importantly, Youmao's operation has received a lot of support from the Song family, and its survival will also be closely related to the prosperity and decline of the Song family.

Thinking of this, she curled her five fingers slightly, and turned to look at the man beside her.

His eyes were calm, and he couldn't see any emotion for a while.

But there must be more things he can think about than he can think of.

So he stretched out his hand and gently tugged on the other party's sleeve, "Yun Chen, let's go back..."

Shao Yunchen lowered his eyes and gave a low "hmm". Before he was about to leave, the cell phone in his arms suddenly rang.

He took out a look at the caller ID and saw the person he had guessed from the bottom of his heart.

He pressed the answer button and called out: "Mr. Mu."

Mu Ming had also seen the news at this time, and was in a hurry to pack up his things and prepare to rush back to the capital, so he called Shao Yunchen and asked to temporarily postpone the seminar that was originally scheduled for tomorrow.

"Okay, contact me anytime."

Shao Yunchen nodded in response, then hung up the phone, pushed the full trolley towards the cashier as usual.

At this time, Lu Yao finally noticed the man's slightly furrowed brows and the gloomy expression on his face.

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The news of Fengrui's tax evasion came so suddenly that almost everyone was caught off guard, including Song Ran who only found out about it after receiving a call from her assistant.

She hurried back to the company, sat alone in the office, and carefully read all the reports that appeared on the Internet in a short period of time.

As the evening approached, the assistant knocked on the door carrying a bunch of documents, "Miss, a bunch of reporters have been surrounded downstairs, and my colleagues will definitely be blocked on the way home from get off work today, do you want the company to send a car to pick you up?"

"Yeah." Song Ran's eyes were cold, she looked away from the computer screen in front of her, and then raised her hand, "How is the PR department?"

"Public relations provisions are already under urgent preparation, but the specific announcement still needs to be finalized by you. Everyone is waiting in the conference room, and it depends on when you have time to come..."

As she said that, she put some of the materials in her hand in front of Song Ran, "This is the copy they drafted, please read it first."

Song Ran lowered her eyes, only glanced at it and put it aside. Although she was dissatisfied, she did not lose her temper.

"Now all explanations will be misinterpreted in front of the media as sophistical excuses, and there is no data to support it, so we will show a basic attitude."

As she spoke, she noticed the pile of documents that the other party was still holding, so she leaned her head against the back of the chair behind her and asked, "Anything else?"

The assistant pursed her lips, showing some distress.

After a short hesitation, he still took two steps forward, "This is the investment plan we sent to Fenghuang Ancient Town yesterday, and they returned it an hour ago. The email did not specify the specific reason, so I sent someone to call Ask, just say that the cooperation with Song is not considered for the time being."

Naturally, Song Ran was not surprised by such a result, so she was not angry. She just stared at her calmly and stretched out her hand, "Give it to me."

After taking the document back, she casually locked it in the side drawer.

The moment she closed the drawer, her heart, which had always been calm, throbbed inexplicably, and then slowly raised her red lips, thinking that the Song family might really have nothing to do with tourism investment.

Looking up and seeing the little assistant pursing her lips nervously, she fixed her eyes slightly and told her calmly: "This is just the beginning, and all the investment plans that Song is currently conducting or has ended will be due to this incident." After being hit, you can't stand it now?"

"No." The little assistant gritted his teeth and waved his hands again and again, "I just feel that someone is playing dirty tricks behind the scenes, but those people just don't distinguish between indiscriminate and random speculation."

This afternoon, although the assistant didn't deliberately look at it, she also heard a lot of unbearable speculation from other people's ears. After she felt wronged and resentful for the first time since she joined the job, she felt that she had nowhere to vent her pain.

Facing her grievance, Song Ran felt a little ridiculous.

"What do you think the world should be like?" She stood up with her palms on the desk, and raised her feet to the door, "Go to the conference room."

Out of the office, on the way to the meeting room along the corridor, her footsteps were as firm and calm as ever, and her overbearing attitude gave the assistant who followed her all the way an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Because Song Ran knew that the world was like this.

Brutal and bloody.

She is not afraid of any setbacks that have come or are coming.

Then the meeting with the PR department went into the night.

The reporters squatting downstairs had all gone home. Song Ran announced the end of the meeting, looked at the slowly empty meeting room, and began to rest on the chair with her eyes closed.

At this time, the assistant hurried over to report again, saying that Mr. Mu had already been waiting in the office.

She stood up with her hands on the armrests of the seat, and she looked a little vain when she went out, because she hadn't eaten for a day, and after realizing that it might be hypoglycemia, she turned around and asked the people around her, "Do you have any snacks?" , send me some over here."

Immediately, Song Ran took the lead to enter her office. Not long after, the assistant came in with a pile of biscuits and chocolates, and spread them out on the desk, "Miss, the snacks are here."

Song Ran casually picked up a piece of chocolate, pushed it away, took a bite, sat down by the way, and looked at the man in front of her: "It's already late today, you can come back tomorrow."

Mu Ming's throat moved up and down. At the critical moment, this woman's calmness and composure made him a little dumbfounded.

"That's fine." He got up, grabbed the suit jacket on the back of the chair, "I'll take you out to eat first, chocolate can't cure your stomach."

He could see that Song Ran didn't want to let her body drag down her work, but when she got busy, it was inevitable that she would be like today and forget to eat.

Usually a piece of chocolate has become her source of calories for the day.

The woman looked up at his series of movements, the chocolate slowly melted between her lips and teeth, she hesitated for a moment, then stood up, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)