Adorable Baby at the Door: Mommy, Please Sign

Back home at night, Shang Ying mentioned that the old man had signs of waking up, and Fang Teng and Fang Yuchen were pleasantly surprised.

"Mom, are you telling the truth?" Fang Yuchen asked uncertainly.

"Of course it is true, you don't believe it and ask Thurse."

Fang Yuchen turned to look at Jiang Sesel.

With a smirk on her lips, she said seriously, "Cousin, it is true. Today my grandfather's finger moved, and the doctor said he would wake up soon."

When Fang Teng heard it, he repeatedly said "too good", and he could clearly see that his eyes were red.

Fang Yuchen's eyes were also wet. He took a deep breath and forced his tears back, squeezing out a smile, and said in a happy tone: "It's good, Grandpa is about to wake up."

"Yu Chen, you have to settle the matter tomorrow, so that you don't fail your grandpa's expectations." Fang Tengyu said seriously.

"Dad, I know."

For tomorrow, Fang Yuchen believes that things can come to a successful conclusion.

Jiang Sese raised his fist, "Cousin, come on."

Fang Yuchen smiled, "Well, I will cheer."

The next day, the board of directors was held as scheduled.

The huge conference room is silent, everyone look at me, I look at you, it seems that they are waiting for someone to start.

"Cough!" Yang Lao coughed softly, and a full voice sounded in the conference room. "Everyone came here today to get a satisfactory result, so wait a minute, everyone should not be so scented of gunpowder, take more care. Yu Chen can be regarded as a face to this old man."

From beginning to end, Mr. Yang is unconditionally standing on the side of Fang Yuchen.

This made Fang Yuchen very grateful. He smiled at Old Yang, "Grandpa Yang, thank you."

"Don't hurry to thank me. If you didn't give everyone a satisfactory result today, I would scold you first." Boss Yang said with a face.

Fang Yuchen nodded, "I know."

Then he got up and looked around everyone in the circle, throwing a voice: "Everyone knows about the fire in the warehouse, but you don't know that the warehouse was secretly transported a batch of medicinal materials that night."

The words shocked four of them.

Mr. Yang looked at the others and took the lead to raise the question: "Yu Chen, what do you mean by this, what does it mean to be smuggled a batch of medicinal materials?"

"Grandpa Yang, don't worry, listen to me slowly."

"Okay, you say."

So, Fang Yuchen continued: "This was later discovered when I sent someone to investigate. At that time, the warehouse was on fire, and indeed most of the medicinal materials were burned, but only half of them were burned."

"At the scene, we found that the poinsettia and aconite in the western region, which were stored in the innermost warehouse, were burned completely."

"You should know that the fire is burning from the outside to the inside, and the medicinal herbs near the aconite in the Western Region have not been burned."

Someone found something wrong, "You mean that before the fire, someone removed the poinsettia and aconite from the Western Regions, do you mean that?"

"Yes." Fang Yuchen nodded. "I have people test the ashes of the fire scene, and there are no aconite and poinsettia from the Western Region."

"This... what's going on?" Yang Lao didn't expect such a situation at all.

Others were also shocked, and they couldn’t believe how things would turn out like this.

Fang Yuchen continued without hesitation: "In the recent period, my brother in the lobby, Fang Yiming, Vice President Fang, privately signed a medicinal materials sales contract with a foreign SA group. The medicinal materials in the contract are poinsettia and aconite in the Western Region."

It was like a bombshell, and everyone in shock was speechless.

They thought they were thieves, but they didn't expect to be thieves.

"Yu Chen, don't talk nonsense, do you have evidence?"

The question was about the shareholders standing on Fang Yiming's side. His face was very bad at this time, and he was very worried that he was standing in the wrong team.

Fang Yuchen glanced at him, slowly picked up the documents on the table, and said: "This is the export declaration form, the applicant is Yuan Qingsong. Coincidentally, he is Fang Yiming's cousin."

Then he took out the recording pen and played the recording.

"Yes, Yiming asked me to help him with the export procedures..."

After listening, everyone looked incredulous.

"Record... The recording will not be recorded by someone. Fang Yiming is framed?" Or the person questioned.

Fang Yuchen raised an eyebrow. "If you don't believe me, I can bring people to face to face."

Before the man was about to speak, Mr. Yang preemptively said, "No more. You let people call Yiming."

"it is good."

Fang Yuchen called Song Yao in, "You go to Fang Fang and let him come to the meeting room."

"Yes." Song Yao ordered to leave in a hurry.

...

At the same time, Fang Cheng walked anxiously over his son's office, like the ants on the hot pot.

Fang Yiming was annoyed, "Dad, can you stop? I'm dizzy."

Fang Cheng took a meal and walked to him. "Yiming, aren't you in a hurry? The board of directors has already begun."

"Whatever comes is always coming, what's the use."

Fang Yiming also thought he would be very uneasy, but strangely, he was quite calm.

Indeed, there is nothing to be uneasy about, they have long thought about how to deal with it.

Fang Cheng sighed, "You are right, you should always come."

The words just fell, and the knock on the door suddenly sounded, followed by the secretary's voice: "Vice President, Assistant Song asked you to come to the conference room, and the President looks for you."

Fang Yiming raised the corner of his lips, "Dad, this is not coming."

He adjusted his suit and raised his chin, "Dad, let's go."

When the words fell, he took the lead to go out.

Fang Cheng shook his head and sighed, and hurried up.

As soon as he left the office, he saw Song Yao staring blankly at himself.

Fang Yiming laughed, "Assistant Song, you have gone this hard."

"Vice President, please." Song Yao made a gesture of invitation.

Fang Yiming raised his smile, his face sank, and strode toward the elevator.

At the entrance of the meeting room, Fang Yiming stopped suddenly.

Upon seeing this, Song Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Vice President, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Fang Yiming reached out and pushed open the door.

All of a sudden, everyone looked at him.

He walked towards Fang Yuchen step by step.

"Brother in the lobby." Fang Yuchen looked at him with a wide smile.

Fang Yiming stopped in front of him.

The two looked at each other.

"I brought my dad to admit mistakes." Fang Yiming said.

Hearing the words, Fang Yuchen's smile disappeared instantly, his brows closed, and before he even asked what was going on, he saw Fang Cheng rushing in.

Fangcheng took a few strides and fell to his knees in front of him. He slapped his face and said, "Yu Chen, it's all my fault. It's all because I'm obsessed with doing things that hurt the company. Blame me."

This sudden situation left Fang Yuchen a little ignorant.

Or did Mr. Yang have more experience and asked calmly, "Acheng, what are you doing?"