After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

At the beginning, there were only some rumors about the unqualified products of Anye Group on the Internet, which was only a small part at first, but gradually there were more and more such rumors, which attracted the attention of netizens.

Anye Group is not only the largest group enterprise in City A, but also one of the top ten manufacturers in the country. Any problems with their products almost immediately attracted the attention of people from all walks of life.

"Is someone using this as a pretense?"

"Boss An is on guard at the hospital, so something happened to the company?"

"I don't know the truth, but I always feel it is true."

"I dare not use the products of Anye Group anymore."

The comments on the Internet are specious, and the stock price of Anye Group has been affected by public opinion to some extent, and there are faint signs of a decline.

Although Xu Wei tried his best to control the public opinion on the Internet and took some measures, the company's stock price still fell.

"Mr. An, something happened to the company." Xu Wei had to report to the hospital.

An Zhengye stood guard in front of Mo Xiaoyu's bed, and when he heard Xu Wei's words, he didn't respond at all.

"Mr. An, look at the company's report." Xu Wei had no choice but to put the document in front of An Zhengye.

An Zhengye finally moved, but he swung the folder away.

"take away."

The documents fell to the ground and scattered, Xu Wei bent down helplessly to pick them up.

At this time, a generous hand stretched out, Xu Wei was taken aback, and looked up to see Father An.

"master."

"Leave the company's affairs to me, and let Zhengye stay here." Father An glanced at the contents of the document and said with a sigh.

"Yes, master." Xu Wei replied.

"I'm with you." Mother An said.

"Okay." Father An forced a smile, and left with Mother An arm in arm.

Xu Wei hurriedly followed, turned to look at An Zhengye's motionless back in the ward, and sighed deeply.

With An's father and mother in charge of Anye Group, the stock price has temporarily stabilized.

But within two days, a video suddenly appeared on the Internet with An Zhengye's hashtag on it. Because of Mo Xiaoyu's relationship, An Zhengye's every move received attention.

So suddenly there was a news about An Zhengye, and netizens rushed over like a swarm.

I thought I would see news about Mo Xiayu, but when I clicked on the video, everyone was in an uproar.

In the video, an old man was sitting in front of a chair, he looked a little uneasy, and spoke in fear.

"My name is Fan Pei. My son Fan Zhengyi works in the factory of An Ye Group, but he died in an accident, but An Ye Group did nothing, did not say any compensation, and ordered us to shut up. You can check it online. This matter has been in the news, so I can’t do anything about it, I don’t have a son at home, I’m the only old man, I can’t work…”

As he spoke, the old man began to cry, his voice trembling and pitiful, and everyone who watched the video was moved.

"I've checked, and it's true. Uncle Fan is so pitiful. I really didn't expect Anye Group to be such a company!"

"I thought An Zhengye was an infatuated person, but I didn't expect his methods to be so cold-blooded!"

"Anye Group must give an explanation!"

"Although I like An Zhengye and Mo Xiaoyu, the behavior of An Ye Group is chilling, and I will start getting rid of fans today!"

There was a lot of excitement on the Internet. This time, it not only affected An Ye Group's stock price, but also affected An Zhengye's reputation. Even the voices of praying for blessings on Mo Xiaoyu's Weibo were reduced.

Bad comments even began to appear, saying that Mo Xiaoyu always had accidents, because An Zhengye had done too many bad things, so he was punished.

Although the rhetoric is harsh, few people follow suit.

The share price of Anye Group fell again, showing signs of becoming greener.

"Master, things on the Internet are getting big." Xu Wei hurriedly reported.

"What's going on?" Father An was a little anxious.

Xu Wei showed Father An the report, and Father An frowned: "Try to control speech."

"The public relations department is trying to find a way, but it can't be controlled at all." Xu Wei was so anxious that he broke out in sweat.

"What's wrong with this man?"

"If I remember correctly, the old man's son did have an accident in the factory, but we paid compensation at the beginning. The problem is that no one believes our words now."

Xu Wei quickly explained that An's father was frowning and had a headache.

He had been a hands-off shopkeeper for many years, and he had no intention of doing business at all, and An Zhengye was a business prodigy. As soon as he graduated, An's father abdicated, allowing An Zhengye to inherit the family business early.

Now that he was in danger, he was already unfamiliar with the business of the group. In such a difficult situation, Father An was at a loss and could not think of any solution except to be anxious.

Things were fermenting too fast, and with the previous product incident, the situation of An Ye Group was in jeopardy.

One day passed, and An's father and An's mother couldn't think of a good solution. Looking at each other, An's father said helplessly to Xu Wei: "You go to Zhengye."

"Yes, master." Xu Wei responded and hurried to the hospital.

An's parents sighed at the same time, they could only browse through the company's information and do some work within their ability.

In the intensive care unit.

An Zhengye held Mo Xiaoyu's hand with a warm towel and wiped it gently.

"Little lazy cat has been sleeping for ten days, why don't you wake up?" He wiped it, and said softly: "Why are you so sleepy, do you know that everyone is worried about you?"

An Zhengye said a few words in a hoarse voice, but Mo Xiaoyu didn't respond.

He closed his mouth bitterly, took a deep breath, and continued: "Mother-in-law is sick, but don't worry, your brother and father-in-law are taking care of her..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door of the ward.

An Zhengye's words were interrupted, and his face darkened a little.

Thinking that it was either a doctor or a visitor who came here at this time, An Zhengye said slowly, "Come in."

Seeing that it was Xu Wei who came in, An Zhengye looked a little displeased, and wanted to chase him away.

Xu Wei quickly said: "Mr. An, something happened to the company!"

He spoke quickly, explaining what had happened recently without stopping, for fear that An Zhengye would drive him away.

"The company's stock price has plummeted, and the master has no choice but to send me to find you." Xu Wei said pitifully.

An Zhengye frowned slightly, and there was a slight wave on his face.

Xu Wei quickly struck while the iron was hot: "And now it has affected Madam's reputation, many people started to post bad comments on Madam's Weibo."

"Give it to me." An Zhengye finally took the report from Xu Wei.

Bet right!
Xu Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

An Zhengye didn't say a word, he flipped through the document at a glance, quickly read the document, and a plan was formed in his mind.

He said in a deep voice: "The old man who caused trouble has a problem. He sent someone to investigate. The company's products are all inspected. The inspection report is published online. I don't want to see the comments on Xiaoyu's Weibo."

"Yes, Mr. An." Xu Wei wrote down one by one, and responded happily.

The decisive Mr. An is back!
Xu Wei quickly issued An Zhengye's order, and that afternoon An Ye Group's official blog posted a Weibo.

@安娟集团V: Response to the accidental death of Fan Zhengyi in its factory: [-]. The group immediately made compensation when the incident happened that year (picture [-]), and disagreed with what Mr. Fan Pei said; [-]. Fan Pei The reason why Mr. Fan’s family is impoverished has nothing to do with the Group. It is all because Mr. Fan has a bad habit of gambling and will spend all his compensation (picture [-]). three).

The first picture is the compensation contract and the receipt of the money. The paper is a little yellow with Fan Pei's signature on it. The second picture is the evidence of Fan Pei's gambling. The third picture is a simple and clear lawyer's letter.

When this Weibo was posted, it immediately slapped many people in the face.

"I knew Mr. An was not that kind of person!"

"Damn, it's a big reversal, I knew I had to watch the show until the end!"

"Even if the story about Fan Pei is false, what about the product!"

Netizens discussed heatedly all night, some apologized, some regretted, some were stubborn, and there was a wave of trolls still stirring up the water.

However, at noon the next day, An Zhengye slapped everyone in the face with a new Weibo post.

@安威集团V: All product inspection reports under the group are welcome to check. If you have any objections, please call: 400-123-456789.

The picture is a very detailed report of all products, and there are steel stamps from authoritative organizations. Netizens who don’t believe it call the relevant departments, and the results are consistent.

"This kind of report cannot be falsified at all!"

"I work in a relevant department, and all products of Anye Group have passed the test."

"I knew Mr. An's group would be fine!"

"Steam fish CP Saigao!"

Anye Group's two microblogs, one before and one after, clarified the doubts on the Internet and slapped a lot of people in the face. The products of Anye Group have regained the trust of the masses.

The company's stock price quickly soared to its original position, even several percentage points higher than the previous stock price.

The crisis of An Ye Group was over, and at the same time, many netizens flocked to Mo Xiaoyu and An Zhengye's Weibo to apologize.

"Damn it!" Xu Zhou looked at the reversed content on Weibo, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

At this moment, the door of his office was knocked open.

The assistant blocked the door: "Master, you can't go in!"

But people had already rushed in, and Fan Pei was kneeling on the ground, begging bitterly: "Mr. Xu, I did what you said. Please save me. I don't want to go to prison."

Fan Pei sang and chanted very well, Xu Zhou just watched indifferently, and when he had cried enough, he said coldly: "Tell me, how much do you want?"

Fan Pei suddenly showed a greedy look, and tremblingly stretched out two fingers: "I want 20."

"I'll give you 30 yuan and keep your mouth shut. If you reveal my news, you won't get any money, and I will make your life even worse than it is now." Xu Zhou said with a cold expression.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Fan Pei replied quickly.

Xu Zhou winked at the assistant, and the assistant immediately took Fan Pei down.

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Xu Zhou's eyes were gloomy.

He looked at the trending searches on Weibo on the computer, and said in a heavy tone, "An Zhengye, I won't let you go so easily."

Xu Zhou immediately tapped the keyboard to find An Zhengye's troubles from other places, but the An Ye Group has been established in City A for many years, and An Zhengye has always been well managed, but Xu Zhou took advantage of the loopholes in the hospital these few days.

Xu Zhou didn't find any other loopholes for a while.

It seems that we can only use public opinion again... Xu Zhou frowned.

Just when he was about to contact the navy, there was a knock on the office door.

After being interrupted one after another, Xu Zhou's tone was a little impatient: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Xu, it's not good. Something happened to the company." The assistant opened the door and came in, panicking.

"What did you say?" Xu Zhou frowned.

The assistant quickly reported: "I don't know why the scandal about our company's artists broke out on the Internet."