Putting the little clay figurine back on the table, he raised his hand and pressed the inner line, and commanded the assistant.

"Call Yang Xin in."

In a moment, Yang Xin returned to his office.

"Mr. Leng, are you looking for me?"

"Before the market opens tomorrow morning, I want everyone to know that I am a victim, and before the market closes tomorrow, I want Dishi's stock to get back to the original point." Leng Zimo raised his face and looked at Yang Xin across the table, "I don't care what method or means you use, if you can't do this, hand me your resignation!" ”

"Yes!"

Yang Xin agreed, turned around excitedly, and left his office.

The current situation is very beneficial to Dishi, as an entertainment company, controlling public opinion is what Yang Xin and others are best at, and he also knows best how to hype, how to use all the resources at hand, all he needs is Leng Zimo's nod.

Now, Leng Zimo nodded, and everything would be easy.

The door of the president's office slowly closed, Leng Zimo took out a cigar from the drawer, lit it, and took a slow puff.

The smoke drifted away, the sunlight outside the window gradually dimmed, and the lights rose little by little.

His room, however, was still dark, except for the cigarette butts of cigars flickering in the darkness.

Picking up the mobile phone on the table, he pressed the numbers one by one and dialed Luo Xiaoqian's number.

"Hello?" On the other end of the phone, Luo Xiaoqian's voice quickly came in, "Mike, wait for me!" ”

Then, after a few more moments, her voice rang out again.

"Miss me?!"

Listening to her bright voice, Leng Zimo was just silent.

"Why don't you speak, are you in a bad mood, angry with me, is it because I blew up your photo, it's okay, your back is so beautiful......"

"Dead girl!"

He slowly squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, just three words, what kind of helplessness and distress he had.

On the other end of the phone, she was smiling like a child.

"You must be so angry that you want to strangle me right now, do you?! Zimo, let me tell you a joke, today, I gave my employees a long vacation, and they didn't go to work for three days in a row, and you said that those reporters couldn't wait for three days under the Tongde Building, would they be angry......

Listening to her voice, Leng Zimo's mood gradually improved.

"I miss you."

"Not in the past few days, there are already reporters outside the compound, it will take a few days before I can find a way to see you, you must not have eaten yet, okay, obedient, obediently put down the cigar at hand, go find a place to have a beautiful meal, don't starve my husband, do you hear?!"

"No appetite."

"No, you have to eat if you don't have an appetite, don't listen to your wife, your hands are inconvenient, go eat Western food, today I made pasta for Mo Mo, you also go to eat family meals with us." Now, listen to the slogan, three, two, one, stand up and go to eat! ”

Leng Zimo smiled and stood up, "Okay, I'll go eat." ”

"Good." She kissed the earpiece loudly, "Reward you with a kiss, I'll hang up first!" ”

"Okay, you can rest well these days, and ask for a few days off silently, I will control the situation as soon as possible, good night."

"Remember to go to dinner before work, good night."

Hanging up the phone, Leng Zimo strode out of the office, his mood was much calmer.

The assistants in the assistants' seats outside the office had all left work, and the room was empty, except for the faint sound of electricity from the incandescent lamp.