Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

The people below you look at me and I look at you. They all stare at each other, but no one dares to take the initiative to say a word.

"Well, that's it. Please work harder and arrange the tasks of your department." Gu Beihua smiles, quickly picks up the stack of documents he brings, and walks away quickly.

Before going out, he waved his hand casually. The two bodyguards suddenly let go. Song Yi didn't have time to be on guard, so he was heavily dropped on the ground.

Song Yi instinctively opens his mouth and cries out "ouch". He puts his hand under his waist and takes a big breath.

Gu Beihua glanced at him contemptuously and dropped a sentence, "Director Song, when he is old, he should learn to relax. Don't always push himself so hard. Don't worry about things he shouldn't worry about. He may not come to a good end if he is exhausted."

At first, what he said was very sincere, but Song Yi instinctively chewed it carefully, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back.

This is a shell wrapped in sweet sugar. It's a knife that falls on the neck disguised as a gentle kiss. The initiative is in Gu Beihua's hands. As long as he wants, the bomb may explode at any time, and his head may fall under the knife at any time.

After returning to the office, Gu Beihua was slightly surprised. He was a little surprised by the scene that the ground was in a mess and splashed with broken tiles.

He walked in slowly and locked the office door with a light backhand.

It seems that Gu Qingwei has already left. The huge office is empty, leaving only a mess. The picture he hung on the wall was also completely destroyed. Numerous pieces of sharp porcelain and glass were inserted into the face of "Tan Jing", which matched with the red background of the picture. At first glance, it was a bit shocking, like blood flowing from the portrait.

Looking at it, Gu Beihua slightly narrowed his eyes, calmly took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers, "help me check my personal information. Well, what's the name? It's Gu Qingwei. "

Speaking of this time, the other side seems to be slightly surprised, and asked again to confirm.

Gu Beihua pulled out a gloomy smile, "you didn't hear me wrong, it's Gu Qingwei. It's Gu. That's right. Of course my son's surname is Gu. "

The other party didn't ask any more questions and hung up immediately.

He took a long breath and put his mobile phone back into his pocket. Before he could breathe again, the door of the office was knocked. The knocker seemed to be worried about something. His action was not very big, and he only knocked twice and then stopped.

Gu Beihua rubbed the painful forehead and turned to open the door.

The little secretary carefully glanced at his boss's ugly face, silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then told him, "boss, the sources of those news publications have been found out, are they..."

Gu Beihua also thought about Gu Qingwei's coming to him today. He was very upset. He urged impatiently, "who is it? Tell me quickly! Don't delay

The little secretary was cold and shivering, and said, "yes... It's a little-known media company, and the boss is general manager mu."

Hearing this, Gu Beihua's action of kneading his forehead suddenly froze for a moment.

Mu Yunshen? When did mu Yunshen have a small media company? How come he never heard of it?

The little secretary looked at his boss's frowning, his heart beating fast, and his tongue seemed to end when he spoke, "that... Boss, do you want to transfer out the information of that, that company?"

Gu Beihua didn't talk to her. He pulled his hands and closed the door of the office again.

Little secretary, "..." since the big boss doesn't have any orders, she'd better run away quickly, and don't get herself into trouble.

After closing the door, Gu Beihua immediately took a deep breath, which forced the fire in his body down.

Mu Yunshen? How could it be him!