Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

Fu Qingtian looked disappointed at the end of his eyes. He patted the table discontentedly, "this is not good, that is not good. Then there's no way. Another way is to find out who gave the media the gas! Needless to say, it must be from Rong's family. We can't go to Rong's house, find Mrs. Rong and let her come out to clarify that she has drunk too much and talks nonsense on the Internet, right? Even if she is willing to come forward and clarify, I'm afraid no one dares to believe it at this point. "

He spoke on behalf of the directors, of course speaking of interests. "We all know the background of appearance, but this matter has to be solved. Can't she bear the grievances she caused? Kevin's agent also said that it's not to ask her to really quit the entertainment industry, but to say goodbye for a while. She could take it as a break. There are other artists in the company. If things go on like this, the stock market will definitely be affected. We can't go around for her alone. What she does herself will bear the consequences! "

What he said touched the interests of many people present.

The people who can come to the meeting are either senior executives or directors, or the company's ace brokers. These people hold KT shares more or less in their hands. The stock plunge is more painful than death for them.

Sure enough, someone agreed, "yes, it's unreasonable for us to help her with the things she caused. Mr. Fu is right. Mr. President, if you don't show your attitude this time, what will other artists do in the future? In the future, everyone will make trouble. Will the company continue to develop? "

The conference room began to talk again. This time, the voice was much louder than before. It was like a mosquito. Dozens of people were whispering to each other. Most of their attitudes are on Fu Qingtian's side, and they want to face themselves and bear the things they cause.

At this time, the Secretary at the door came a surprised voice, "Miss Rong, Miss Rong, there is a meeting inside. You can't go in."

"I have something to do."

"The top management is opening the door inside. Miss Rong, you can wait for something and wait until the meeting is over..."

Her voice did not fall, the door of the conference room has been pushed open. Face grabs Fu Ya and pushes people in first. Close the door again, greet dozens of brush, stare at her eyes.

"Come on. Miss Fuya She calmly pushed the quail man in the door.

Fuya had a huge reaction and immediately screamed, "what are you doing? Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

Face, this lunatic, bitch!

Actually brought her in.

Fu Ya's heart beat fast. She stood there with a pale face. She didn't want to go any further. She didn't dare to look at her father's direction.

She a pair of frightened appearance, Fu Qingtian also surprised a jump, stand up, "Xiaoya?"

What's going on?

Face glanced at the person standing up, regardless of Fuya's struggle, directly grabbed her arm, pulled the person to the round conference table, and shook away her hand, "I just heard outside that I should be responsible for what I did, OK, I brought the person in charge. Miss Fu, tell us how you plan to be responsible. "

She held her chest in her hands, calm and calm, completely controlling the atmosphere of the whole court.

Fuya falters at her feet and almost falls down. Fortunately, she holds the circular conference table quickly.