The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

"I called you here just to ask for your opinions. You have seen Muran's performance today. It is really not suitable to be the president of YM anymore."

The director sighed heavily, and there was still some sadness in his eyes.

The other directors also fell silent, not knowing what to say.

It can be said that they watched the child grow up, Muran, and they really couldn't bear to drive him out of the group.

What's more, Lao Mu is still recuperating now, and they are afraid that it will aggravate his condition if they treat Muran like this.

"This is what I think. Take the stock from Muran, leave some for him, and then find a professional manager to take his place. In the future, Muran can't interfere in YM's affairs."

"Muran can live off YM's dividends, but I dare not let him touch YM again."

The director sighed, his tone full of helplessness.

If Muran hadn't disappointed him too much, the director would not have wanted Muran to leave YM Group.

After all, YM is Lao Mu's hard work, and he should inherit it.

"Why don't we discuss it with Lao Mu?"

"Do you know where Lao Mu is?" the director asked back.

It made the people present dumbfounded for a moment.

After hesitating again and again, he decided to ask Gu Xiuye ​​what he wanted to do. If YM would not be affected too much, then this method is not impossible.

When Gu Xiuye ​​received the director's call, he was not surprised at all, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.

"Do you understand?"

"Will YM be affected?"

Hearing the straight-forward question from the other side, Gu Xiuye ​​didn't hide anything, and was very frank: "It will definitely be affected, but it won't have a big impact."

"Besides, you should know better than anyone else that if I want YM to go bankrupt, I will definitely not seek your cooperation."

"There are a lot of people who don't like Muran these years. I can just find someone on the board of directors, and they will definitely listen to me."

What Gu Xiuye ​​said was frank, and the director knew he was right.

Those old slickers on the board of directors have long been displeased with Muran's behavior. If they weren't suppressing him, they might have other thoughts.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?"

"I need you to do nothing." Gu Xiuye ​​whispered, "Just ignore Muran when he asks for help, and that's fine."

"other people……"

Before he finished speaking, the director himself stopped talking.

Those people can't wait for something to happen to Muran, so why would they help him?
"Row."

After receiving the director's response, Gu Xiuye ​​called Qin Mian and asked about the progress of the legal department and the public relations department.

"The legal department has already communicated with the familiar police, and they will definitely investigate and deal with the factory."

"About formaldehyde exceeding the standard, the public relations department is already arranging for people to break the news with their real names, and we will see the results tomorrow morning."

Qin Mian's arrangement was very proper, and Gu Xiuye ​​let him continue to deal with it at ease.

The next day, the entry about excessive formaldehyde in YM clothing became the number one searched item.

Muran was still asleep, but was woken up by the phone ringing again and again.

"Who?!"

He yelled into the phone.

The reporter on the other end of the phone was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Mr. Mu, what explanation do you have for YM's formaldehyde exceeding the standard?"

"What did you say?"

When Muran heard the words "formaldehyde exceeded the standard", he was startled and instantly sobered up.

The reporter didn't expect that the internet was already upside down, and Muran didn't know anything.

"Why don't you take a look at the hot..."

Before he could finish speaking, Muran hung up the phone.

Muran opened Weibo in a hurry, there was no need to look for it, his Weibo had already exploded.

Countless reminders sounded, and the message column was all 99+.

He entered from the hot search point, and saw that the marketing account had issued a certificate of verification that the formaldehyde of YM Group's clothing exceeded the standard.

"No wonder I got a rash on my skin after wearing it. I thought it was because of the season change, but it turned out to be clothes?"

"This is a picture at the beginning, and the content is all edited? What evidence proves that this identification is from YM clothing?"

Muran didn't read on, got up from the bed, and called his assistant.

"Hurry up and take people to the factory and let them take out the prepared emergency plan!"

Just as the assistant responded, new content was posted on Weibo.

"There are several police cars at the gate of YM's factory." A photo of the gate of the clothing factory is attached, and the police cars parked at the gate are also numbered.

Muran's heart skipped a beat, this series didn't give him any time to react.

He could only go to the company as fast as possible.

The public relations department's phone calls were almost blown up by the media, and the situation on the customer service side was obviously not much better.

"What did you find?!"

Muran's eyes were full of hostility, and he rushed into the office with an angry face.

The assistant followed behind and said anxiously: "I can't find anything. I just contacted the factory and found out that the police have arrived."

"It's too late for them. The police have already controlled all the people in the factory, and there is no way to do anything else!"

Hearing this, Muran's heart fell into an ice cellar.

There is still one hour before 09:30. If it cannot be clarified in time, then YM will usher in a sharp drop at the opening.

"Call the directors over here!"

After waiting for a long time, the assistant rushed in, his expression even more flustered: "None of the directors answered the phone!"

Muran opened his eyes suddenly, and an angry fire burst out in his eyes instantly!

"How much cash can the company come up with now?"

Never let the stock market plummet at the opening!
The assistant shook his head: "When you signed the contract with Century Department Store, you used cash. The company's cash flow is already struggling. If you want to trade, I'm afraid you won't have enough money."

Muran's heart palpitated for a moment, and his whole heart stopped for half a beat.

Century Department Store.

It's been a huge net from the start, and now is it time to close it?

Muran gritted his teeth: "Get all your cash ready! Build a position immediately when the market opens! Be sure to stabilize the stock price! It must not fall!"

The assistant glanced at Muran, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Mr. Mu, this is too risky, you should think about it again."

Muran glanced over, and the assistant didn't dare to say anything, and left the office quickly.

Gu Xiuye ​​stared at the motionless candlestick chart, feeling the passage of time, and the smile on his lips became deeper and deeper.

If Mu Ran doesn't move, then he will force him to move.

But with Muran's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to stay still.

Muran looked at the time nervously. As soon as the number jumped to 30, he immediately opened the K-line chart.

According to Muran's instructions, the assistant asked someone to stabilize the stock price.

When the market first opened, the stock price of YM was soaring all the way, reaching the recent peak.

But before Muran could heave a sigh of relief, the next second, YM's stock dropped sharply like a roller coaster.