After finally coaxing He Chengze, the chat between Mu Qianlan and Chen Keren was coming to an end.

Recently, Chen Keren had to go to work and greet her parents, so it was not easy for Mu Qianlan to drag him around too late.

After hanging up the phone, He Chengze heard the knock on the door, and immediately put away the smile on his face, watching Song Yuan push the door in.

"Master He, these are just released." Song Yuan handed over the things in his hand to He Chengze.

He Chengze lowered his head and looked at it for a while, "Is there any evidence?"

Song Yuan was stunned for two or three seconds before he realized, "Yes, the editor over there has a habit of recording, and I have to come over. Do you want to use it, Mr. He?"

As Song Yuan said, he took out his voice recorder and clicked to play it.

Ren Ruman's voice came, and soon it was the editor's voice.

Song Yuan carefully observed the face of his own president, but from the beginning to the end, He Chengze's face was as calm as ever.

No sign of an outbreak.

"Are you going to stop the release?"

If you don't stop it, it will definitely be a bomb the next morning, and the president will be pushed to the forefront by then.

He Chengze tapped lightly on the table, "No need, let's do this first."

"?" Song Yuan expressed confusion about He Chengze's decision.

"Master He, once this news comes out, it will have a great impact on your reputation and the company."

It was a scandal anyway, and according to these manuscripts, Mr. He was the one who was ungrateful.

Of course no one would dare to say anything in front of Mr. He, but now is the Internet age, how many keyboard warriors on the Internet can wantonly attack others by virtue of being on the other side of the Internet.

In addition, in this era, there are too many people who hate the rich, and the CEO does nothing. Fortunately, when such news broke out at that time, those people who hated the rich would redouble their attacks on the CEO.

"No need to stop." He Chengze said and looked up at Song Yuan.

Song Yuan understood what He Chengze meant, he had already said this sentence twice, and he didn't want to say it a third time.

"Good president."

"There's nothing else to do today, you go back first." He Chengze tapped his fingers on the desk slowly.

Song Yuan nodded and was about to exit He Chengze's office.

"This one, take it away." He Chengze tapped the recorder, "Keep it away first, and mail it to Ren's family in a few days."

Song Yuan suddenly understood the meaning of his own president, not inaction, but to clarify when this matter reached its peak.

When everyone comes to crusade, the stock of the He Group may fall, but it will rise as much as it falls after it is clarified.

It just so happens that the He Group has not been very popular recently, and this incident has given the He Group a natural popularity.

However, after the president of the family clarified, the one whose reputation will get worse will be Miss Ren Ruman.

It seems that Miss Ren Ruman is going farther and farther on the road to death.

Originally, today's events are over, and the president can even look at the friendship between the Ren family and the He family for so many years, and the life-saving grace of Ms. Ren, and suppress the news about Ms. Ren.

But now Miss Ren not only did not restrain herself, but became more presumptuous. This was challenging Master He's bottom line and principles.

It's a pity that Miss Ren doesn't have much status left in Master He's heart now, and she doesn't have the kind of support that she can rely on.

Master He asked him to keep this recording and send it to Miss Ren's parents in a few days.

I just want to wait until the time when Miss Ren's reputation is further damaged by herself, and tell Mr. Ren and Mrs. Ren clearly that Miss Ren asked for all of this and has nothing to do with him.

Sure enough, if you offend someone, don't offend your own president. When you really touch the bottom line of the president, there will be no sympathy between you.

I hope Ms. Ren can understand this truth as soon as possible.

After all these years at Master He's place, the only exception is Miss Mu Qianlan, oh, the future wife of the CEO.

When Song Yuan packed up his things and was about to leave, he looked at the lights in He Chengze's office.

After thinking about it, he didn't go in to disturb others. After all, Master He would not listen to what he said, but it might be more useful to Master He if someone said it.

Over there, Mu Qianlan was about to take a rest, when the notification tone of the text message suddenly sounded, it turned out to be Song Yuan.

Song Yuan sent her a text message, which surprised Mu Qianlan, after all, most of the time, he and Cheng Ze directly messaged or called her, and would not pretend to be someone else.

Click to see, it's just a short line: Miss Mu, Mr. He has been working overtime recently, do you want to persuade him?
Tsk, the assistant came to ask her to persuade He Chengze not to work overtime?

There's something interesting about this.

but……

Mu Qianlan's brows could not help but frown. This year's engagement banquet was over, she thought why Chengze would go back to rest directly, but she didn't expect to go to the company.

Looking at the time on the upper left corner of the phone, it's almost one o'clock, and I'm still working overtime at this time, which is really worthy of the reputation of a workaholic.

Mu Qianlan still messaged Song Yuan: Are you still in the company?

Song Yuan was probably waiting for her to reply, and replied to the text message almost instantly: Master He asked me to get off work first, Master He is still inside.

Mu Qianlan felt that for He Chengze, Song Yuan was more than just an assistant. If he was a pure assistant, he should be called the president, not He Ye.

It seems that she was also called like this in her previous life, but she didn't care about it and didn't care about it.

After replying to a message, Mu Qianlan frowned.

He Chengze generally doesn't like other people meddling in his affairs, even Ren Ruman couldn't intervene in his previous life.

If I call He Chengze at this time and ask him not to work overtime, will it anger people?

Mu Qianlan was really curious. Didn't He Chengze treat her well? Let's see how good he is.

Under the trend of curiosity, Mu Qianlan decided to find out.

She would never admit that she really cared about He Chengze.

He Chengze was obviously surprised when he received a call from Mu Qianlan at this time, "Lan Lan?"

Mu Qianlan was lying on the bed with the lights turned off, only the light of her mobile phone was dim, "I heard you went back to the company to work overtime at this time?"

He Chengze's face turned dark when he heard this, "Song Yuan talked more and more." Unexpectedly, he didn't blame Mu Qianlan for caring too much.

"It seems to be the default." Mu Qianlan smiled, "It's still wrong for people to care about you, and you don't want to see how much it is. If you still work at this time, won't your efficiency be lower? It's better to get up early tomorrow. "

"Listen to you, I'm going to go back now." He Chengze said, and there was also the sound of "swishling" from the other side.

"But Lan Lan, if you are at home in the future, I may be more motivated to go home."

Mu Qianlan couldn't laugh or cry, she really seized every opportunity.

"Hurry up and go home." Mu Qianlan urged, avoiding this topic.

"See you tomorrow, Lan Lan."

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