After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

At noon, the financial news broadcast a news about the Song family in Kyoto.

Within a short week after Fengrui was taken over by song, the heads of the main channels of the enterprise 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 head of fengruiyuan's subsidiaries.

Today, more than one month later, Fengrui group was exposed to the scandal of corporate tax evasion yesterday morning.

The financial analysis statement, which was originally classified as internal confidential information, was immediately disclosed. In the past three years, Fengrui's corporate income and tax payment have all been reasonable and compliant, but only in the month after song took over, only 10% of the tax payable has been paid in the income details of the accounts with Italy.

Lu Yao and Shao Yunchen stood where they were, staring up at the TV screen not far away. The hostess on the screen looked solemn and serious. After expounding the basic facts, they also showed the conjecture of the so-called professionals.

It was revealed that President Shang Rui was unwilling to collude with song, so he was forced to step down by some improper means and became the manager of a small company.

The Song family now has such a rich family background. It is difficult to guarantee that it did not come from so many years of improper income. What has been found out is only the tip of the iceberg. If it has not been found out, I am afraid the number will be unimaginable.

At the first moment when Lu Yao saw the news, she felt numb from the palm of her hand to the center of her foot.

Shao Yunchen regained Longteng, which is due to song ran. More importantly, you Mao's operation has received no small support from the Song family, and its survival will be closely related to the rise and fall of the Song family.

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

He looked calm at the bottom of his eyes and could not see what emotion it was for a moment.

But he can consider more things than he thought.

So he reached out and quietly pulled each other's sleeve, "Yunchen, let's go back..."

Shao Yunchen lowered his eyes and gave a low "um". Before leaving, the mobile phone in his arms suddenly rang.

Take out a look at the caller ID and face the person you guessed from the bottom of your heart.

He pressed to answer and said, "president Mu."

Mu Ming also saw the news at this time and was hurrying to pack up his things and prepare to rush back to Kyoto, so he called Shao Yunchen and asked to postpone the discussion meeting originally scheduled for tomorrow.

"Yes, please contact me at any time."

Shao Yunchen nodded, then hung up the phone, pushed the full cart and went to the cashier.

At this time, Lu Yao finally observed the man's slightly locked eyebrows and the gloomy breath on his face.

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The news of Fengrui's tax evasion came suddenly, which caught almost everyone by surprise, including song ran, who knew all this after receiving a call from his assistant.

She rushed back to the company, sat alone in the office and carefully read all the reports on the Internet in a short time.

Towards the evening, the assistant knocked on the door with a pile of information. "Miss, a pile of reporters have been blocked downstairs. Today, colleagues will be blocked on their way to work. Do you want the company to send a car to pick them up?"

"Yes." Song Ran's eyes were cold, took his eyes back from the computer screen in front of him, and then raised his hand, "how's the public relations department?"

"The public relations provisions are in urgent preparation, but the specific voice needs to be finalized by you. Everyone is waiting in the conference room, depending on when you have time to go..."

Then she put some of the materials in her hand in front of song ran, "this is the copy they drafted. You have a look first."

Song ran lowered her eyes, only looked at it and put it aside. Although she was dissatisfied, she didn't lose her temper.

"Now all explanations will be misinterpreted into sophistry in front of the media. Without data to support it, take a basic attitude."

Then she noticed that the other party was still holding a pile of information, leaned her head against the back of the chair behind her and asked, "what else?"

The assistant pursed his lips and his face was somewhat embarrassed.

After a short hesitation, he took two steps forward. "This is the investment plan we sent to Fenghuang ancient town yesterday. They returned it an hour ago. The e-mail did not specify the specific reason. I sent someone to call and ask, saying that we would not consider cooperation with song for the time being."

Song ran was not surprised by this result, so she was not angry. She just stared at her calmly and stretched out her hand, "give it to me."

When she got the document back, she locked it in the next drawer.

At the moment of closing the drawer, the always calm heart pained inexplicably, and then slowly stirred up red lips, thinking that their song family might really have no chance with tourism investment.

When she looked up and saw that the little assistant was nervously pursing her lips, she stared slightly and told her frankly: "this is just the beginning. All the investment schemes that song is currently carrying out or has ended will be impacted by this matter. Can't you stand it now?"

"No." The little assistant clenched his teeth and waved his hand again and again, "I just think someone has made Yin moves behind his back, but those people are indiscriminate and follow the trend."

This afternoon, although the assistant didn't go to see it deliberately, she also heard a lot of unbearable speculation from other people's ears. After she felt grievance and resentment for the first time since she took office, she had no place to vent her pain.

In the face of her grievances, song ran felt a little ridiculous.

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

Out of the office, on the way to the conference room along the corridor, her footsteps were as firm and calm as ever. Her bullying attitude made the assistant behind her feel inexplicable peace of mind.

Because song ran knows that this is the world.

Cruel and bloody.

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

After that, the meeting with the public relations department lasted late into the night.

The reporters squatting downstairs have returned home one by one. Song ran announced the end of the meeting. Looking at the slowly empty conference room, he began to lean back on his chair and close his eyes for a nap.

At this time, the assistant hurried to report and said that president Mu had been waiting in the office for a long time.

She stood up with her hands on the armrest of the seat. When she walked out again, she seemed a little vain, because she didn't eat all day. After she realized that it might be hypoglycemia, she turned and asked the people around her, "do you have any snacks there? Send me some."

Then song ran led her into her office. Soon the assistant came in with a pile of biscuits and chocolates and spread them on the office desk. "Miss, here are all the snacks."

Song ran picked up a piece of chocolate, took a bite, sat down and looked at the man in front of him: "it's very late today. You can come back tomorrow."

Mu Ming's throat moved up and down. At the critical moment, the woman's calm and calm made him a little dumb.

"That's OK." He got up and grabbed the suit coat on the back of the chair. "I'll take you out to eat first. Chocolate can't cure your stomach."

He saw that song ran didn't want to let her body drag down her work, but when she was busy, it was inevitable that she would be like this today and didn't care about eating.

Usually a piece of chocolate is her source of calories a day.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at his series of actions. The chocolate slowly melted between her lips and teeth. After a little hesitation, she still stood up, "okay."