Unbridled Mr.CEO

The president's office is bright and bright.

Assistant He Wei knocked on the door and went in. He looked up and saw the president standing in front of the French window. He didn't know where to look. He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Mr. Zhuo, just now the Criminal Investigation Detachment called and said that the two criminal policemen sent here today are new members of the team. They are young and energetic. They insist on investigating the case of the white secret book. They also say that this is a murder case and will be investigated in our company. It's probably a case It will take three days. I hope you don't mind. If you don't agree, he will persuade you again... "

Sunlight through the French window, fell on the big desk, Zhuo Yan North side head: "let them check."

"However, Mr. Zhuo, Secretary Bai's suicide has had a certain impact on our company's image. If it is suspected of murder, it will cause panic among the employees of the group. I'm afraid..."

"What does PR do? At this time, if crisis public relations don't know how to maintain the corporate image and stabilize people's minds, they can go away directly. " Zhuo Yanbei turned around and glanced at him faintly: "coincidentally, I also want to know what kind of people are hiding in our company, who will use such superb means to conceal everyone's sight, destroy two groups of cameras and commit such cases."

He Wei was surprised: "Mr. Zhuo, do you think Secretary Bai didn't commit suicide?"

Even, what does the president mean by this is that criminals are more likely to be people inside the company?

Zhuo Yan's northern eyes were slightly pale, and the waves were dispirited: "normal reasoning is very simple and obvious."

He Wei didn't dare to ask any more, nodded: "I know, I will explain the situation to the public relations department, but inside the company..."

"The investigation can be carried out. Remember to tell the two of you to start the investigation from a small scale. Don't cause too much fluctuation within the company. Try to carry out the investigation by means of secret investigation. If the murderer can't be found within three days, the impact and consequences they have in the company will only make them unable to bear. This is my only warning. Remember to tell them." Having said that, Zhuo Yanbei picked up a business plan on the table and said nothing more about it.

He Wei understood, turned around and was about to walk out of the office, but he couldn't help muttering: "I've never seen such a fierce woman. A woman is a criminal policeman and insists on investigating the murderer. Mingming is very beautiful and looks very weak. She doesn't blink when she sees the corpse..."

Until assistant he walked out of the office and closed the door gently, Zhuo Yanbei was looking through the plan. He thought that he saw the woman in uniform standing in the crowd looking at her eyes, as if subconsciously. He looked down at the two or three shallow almost invisible traces on the back of his hand, which were fingernail scratches He had it when he woke up in the hospital five years ago.

I don't know why I suddenly look at the traces on the back of my hand subconsciously, but it's just a moment, and my slender fingers continue to read the plan.