Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"They can't handle it, so they just dump the mess on us?"

Bo Siheng was so angry that he almost scolded his mother, "When the domestic epidemic was at its worst, we were under tremendous pressure and spent a lot of money back and forth, so we barely finished the order before the delivery date, and the goods have already arrived. The ocean-going freighter is gone, and now you want to break the contract?"

Jiang Cong could fully understand Bo Siheng's anger, because now this batch of goods could not return due to the epidemic control, so they could only be left to rot on the other side of the ocean, and a huge amount of garbage disposal fees had to be paid.

In the end, almost all of the tens of billions of losses fell on Bo's head, and Jiang Cong was so angry that he scratched the wall, "It's really crazy, why did the situation develop like this all of a sudden!"

"It's not that simple!" Bao Siheng pointed at Jiang Cong and said coldly, "Quickly, re-arrange my work schedule and leave enough time for me to communicate with ship suppliers and furniture customers. Call in, coordinate and communicate, and postpone everything else!"

"Yes!"

Several tables were temporarily installed in the president's office, and the lights were brightly lit for three days.

Early in the morning, Tang Zi showed up in the CEO's office with breakfast and coffee. Seeing that everyone's faces were greasy, and even Bao Siheng's expression dropped a little, she couldn't help feeling a little emotional, and didn't dare to wake him up. , she tiptoed to Jiang Cong who just woke up.

"Jiang Special Assistant, what's the matter?"

Jiang Cong stuffed the meat bun into his mouth and shook his head, "It's difficult!"

"But if you suffer like this, there is no way!"

"There is no better way. After all, this is a confidential matter of the company, and it is not appropriate for too many people to intervene!"

Tang Zi glanced at Bao Siheng, who was sound asleep, and saw his haggard face, showing a worried look: "Then why don't I come over today, and let Boss Bo take a good rest!"

Jiang Cong shook his head resolutely, "Don't worry, Special Assistant Tang, you are now the only face of the Bo family. If you get involved, wouldn't it be impossible to deal with many things outside?"

Tang Zi was stunned for a moment, then nodded helplessly: "Yes, there are still many things that need to be coordinated outside..."

"You can stay outside with peace of mind!" Jiang Cong patted Tang Zi on the shoulder, "Boss Boss trusts you very much now, so you can just perform his duties on his behalf. There is nothing important, and you don't need to report it. The air inside is not good, and it is not friendly to beauties!"

Walking out of the CEO's office, the tranquility on Tang Zi's face gradually disappeared, and a bit of undetectable ambition appeared in his eyes.

When Fang Jianning came to the living room, he saw Bao Siqi dancing while holding the little black cat's hand, humming a little tune, very happy.

"You seem to be in a good mood today?"

"Hmm!" Bao Siqi twirled and hugged the little black cat into his arms, shaking it gently in his arms like coaxing a child, while nodding, "Yeah, it's great, it's never been better." !"

"What are you so happy about?"

Bao Siqi turned his head excitedly, and was just about to share, when he suddenly thought of something, he choked back the words in his mouth, just smiled at her, his eyes were narrowed, and then he said, " I won't tell you!" He went upstairs with his cat in his arms.

Fang Jianning watched him go upstairs, her soothing expression gradually became dignified.

Sure enough, in the evening, Fang Jianing understood the reason why Bao Siqi was in such a good mood.

Because a business news is being broadcast on the TV news.

"It is reported that due to the impact of the epidemic, the Bo Group, a well-known multinational company, has recently withdrawn orders from abroad, and suppliers are still unable to deliver on time. The Bo Group will face huge losses, financial risks, and may face huge challenges! "

The news anchor's report fell into Fang Jianning's ears word for word, and she took a breath. She stood up abruptly, searched for the remote control, went back and read it twice before she was convinced of what was said here. group.

She turned her head to look at the staircase where Bao Siqi disappeared just now, no wonder he was so happy just now!
At the same time, on the top floor of Bo's, in the president's office, everyone was sitting silently, looking at each other.

Because news about the Bo Group is being broadcast on TV.

"Boom..."

The man with scarlet eyes kicked over the TV, his hell-like eyes scanned the crowd, and the assistants, who had never seen such a battle before, shrank, not daring to vent their anger.

"Say, who did it?"

The man's slightly hoarse voice echoed in the room, shaking people's hearts.

"From the first day you walked into this office, I have told you that this incident must be kept secret. Who of you stabbed it out?"

The sound was so loud that it could knock the roof off, and the assistants were all trembling with fear. In addition, they hadn't had a good rest for a few days, and some people couldn't hold back their emotions and cried.

Jiang Cong had no choice but to go forward and hold Bao Siheng, who was a little too restless, and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Bo, something has happened, and it's useless for you to lose your temper now..." Seeing Bao Siheng's The mood stabilized a little, Jiang Cong quickly waved to several assistants: "You all go back and have a good rest for two days before returning to work!"

Seeing several assistants coming out of the president's office crying, Tang Zi hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the hand of one of the assistants, and asked softly, "What's wrong, this is it?"

"The president is losing his temper inside!"

A little assistant pointed to the door of the president's office while talking, and then dragged his little sister away, watching the backs of several people disappear at the elevator entrance, Tang Zi looked around, pretending to turn his head inadvertently, Look in through the crack of the door.

"You will be with Mui!"

Bao Siheng pushed Jiang Cong away, and his anger soared: "Jiang Cong, do you know how this matter will affect us if it is exposed by the media?"

"President Bo..."

"Once this matter is widely publicized by the media, it will destroy the confidence of other customers and suppliers. Everyone will subjectively think that we are in a financial crisis. At that time, a series of chain reactions will occur. The stock will plummet and the market value will evaporate. How will it end? Don't you, Jiang Cong, know about this?"

"Mr. Bo, I understand what you said, please don't get excited..."

Jiang Cong raised his hand to caress Bao Siheng's chest, trying to calm him down, but he was slapped away.

"You know? Huh!"

Bao Siheng sneered, and pressed him step by step: "I think you did it on purpose!"

"Mr. Bo, what do you mean?" Jiang Cong's face suddenly turned pale. He looked at the man across from him, and suddenly felt strange. He asked tentatively, "Could it be that you...doubt me?"

"Isn't it?" Bao Siheng looked at him coldly: "Out of the few people here, you are the only one who has ever gone out!"

"But that's going downstairs to buy food for everyone!"

"Who can guarantee what you did when you went out?"