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However, it was not Qiao's public relations department that moved the fastest.

But another unexpected person.

Su Lu sat quietly in his glass house, eating thick toast, and listened to Secretary Zhou talking about this incident. Originally, Secretary Zhou had just mentioned this, but he didn't expect that the young master would suddenly ask him to repeat it.

"The last sentence, you say it again."

Secretary Zhou was originally reporting on various jobs, including the work progress of several nightclubs and casinos, and casually mentioned that Joe's stock might be affected by the turmoil of Shen's this time.

Moreover, several mainstream financial media have already guarded under Joe's. If this news breaks out, the shock may be even greater.

That's all.

Su Lu listened, and asked him to repeat with a raised eyebrow.

Secretary Zhou only thought that he had said something wrong, his scalp was tense, and he repeated it bravely, "It is... Qiao's stock may be affected by the turmoil of Shen's this time."

"Not this one, but the next one."

Su Lu sucked his finger, picked up the napkin and wiped his hands and mouth, then turned to look at Secretary Zhou.

Secretary Zhou continued tremblingly, "Several mainstream financial media have already guarded Qiao's subordinates. If Mr. Qiao's Mo made any remarks, or didn't publish them, but just showed up, you know about the media, young master. The ability to add oil and vinegar is powerful, and I am afraid that the shock may be even greater."

"Yes, that's it. Call uncle and ask him to come over and ask someone to come over and deal with it. Young master, I'm a shareholder of Qiao's, and I have to do something besides receiving bonuses." Su Lu smiled slightly, and continued, "Let people from the Fengcheng Media branch come over to deal with this matter before work time."

The members of the Su family are fast and resolute in handling affairs, and within half an hour, even without being present, they have already dealt with the matter clearly.

When the Qiao's public relations department arrived, the media were already preparing to leave in twos and threes, and they didn't even have the slightest intention to ask for more information.

Come on, a company as big as Fengcheng Media is deeply rooted there, who would dare to seek him out in the media industry, right?

It was already an hour later when Mo Changan received the news.

Meng Cheng froze after answering the call from the PR department, then turned around and said to Mo Changan, "Mr. Mo, the media has left. The PR department said... It seems that the people from Fengcheng Media have put pressure on them. See Going up... should be what Young Master Su meant."

Su Lu?

Mo Changan froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at the expression on Shen Boyan's face.

Shen Boyan's expression was calm, but he also turned his gaze to meet her. The calm and calm expression in his eyes reassured her a lot.

To some extent, I still feel guilty, because of these things, I feel guilty, so much so that I care about his emotions.

The two went to Qiao's by car together. When they arrived, the door was clear and clear. It was already past working hours, so there were not many employees, and all of them were at work.

When I entered, I received a lot of attention.

Throughout the morning, they were in meetings, explaining work matters to various departments, and also authorized Shen Boyan. She wanted to let all departments know about the matter of waiting for labor with peace of mind.

After a busy morning, you should be able to relax in the afternoon.

Mo Changan was a little lazy, lying on the sofa, looking at the man sitting behind his desk.

Although it is my own desk and my own office, I have used it for such a long time.

But no matter how you look at it, I still feel that it seems to match him better.

"You said... After Little Pudding is born, I will take care of her at home, and the company will be handed over to you, how about it? In the future, I will open a gallery or a piano training school. It doesn't need to be too big. I occasionally It seems good to be able to do something you like and take care of your daughter at home, what do you think? Is this good?"

Shen Boyan was reading the document at first, when he heard her words suddenly, he turned his eyes and saw the woman's eyes fixed on him. She was lying on the sofa in a comfortable posture, with one hand supporting her face, Just look at it like this.

Shen Boyan smiled softly, "If you think it's good, then that's good."

How could he fail to see that Mo Changan was spying on him?She was the one who wanted to help him get back to the Shen family so much, and she was the one who said this now.It was she who obviously saw that he had lost Shen's management rights, felt so guilty and blamed herself that she wanted to help him get it back, and now she was the one who suddenly had this idea.

Whatever she wants, he can do.

No matter what he, Shen Boyan, would not let their mother and daughter go hungry.

After Mo Changan heard this, he smiled, and a bit of shame appeared on his face, "I... just kidding, Shen is yours, and you have to get it back. Is it possible... just think so Is it gone?"

"I admit it, there's nothing wrong with it, you see how free you are now."

After Shen Boyan answered, he swiped and signed a document.

Mo Changan wanted to say something, but the phone vibrated. She picked up the phone on the coffee table, and saw a number jumping on the screen.

It was the number she had saved in her phone, and the three words Jiang Zhibai were displayed on the screen.

She froze for a moment, and swiped the screen to pick it up.

"Mr. Mo? Hello, I'm Jiang Zhibai."

The female voice on the other end was clear and pleasant to hear, and the speed of speech was not slow, probably because the lawyers were quick-spoken, so Mo Changan felt that the lawyers he knew did not speak slowly.

"Hello, Lawyer Jiang."

Mo Changan responded.

"Tang Xun has already told me about the situation, and it's like this now. As far as the points you mentioned, if you really want to fight, the chance of winning is half, and there is excellence over there. If you really fight, they will definitely win from it." ..."

Having said that, Jiang Zhibai stopped, "I mean, do you understand?"

What Mo Changan understood was nothing more than looking for relationships in various ways. The corners of her lips curled coldly, and the sweet smiles on her face before were gone.

"Of course I understand."

"So, fighting is possible. It's tricky, but it's also tricky. There's no chance of winning. It depends on whether you want to fight or not."

Jiang Zhibai explained the matter in a simple and straightforward way. It seems that he is not a person who likes to play tricks, but he is straightforward.

After Mo Changan heard this, in fact, if it was yesterday before Zhuo Bailuo came, she might have said it without hesitation.

But now...she was a little unsure.

If Shen Boyan was willing to ask for it, after Zhuo Bailuo brought the document yesterday, he could have followed it up, but he didn't.

And what he said was not unreasonable.

Bai Yecheng Mansion is too deep.

"I... think about it again." Mo Changan hesitated for a moment, and said so.

Jiang Zhibai smiled on the other end, with some meaningful meaning, "Okay, then you can think about it again, and if you decide, you can tell me at any time, but, let me remind you personally, the Shen family is now... but there is no leader, No matter how powerful a group is, if it doesn’t have a leader, it will mess up on its own. I really believe in one sentence, the most powerful enemy is never others but yourself.”