The table in front of Uncle Zhong was full of large and small texts, piled up as high as a hill, and these texts were just the tip of the iceberg of all the texts that needed to be reviewed. Qiao Feng died, and the rest of the work was taken over by Zhong Bolai, Zhong Bo usually only assists Qiao Feng, and he is not very good at business things, and he has no way to start with the current situation of Feng Teng's current group and how to make decisions. And the things left by Qiao Feng urgently need to be cleaned up immediately, so Zhong Bo had to go through them a little bit, and the things that didn't have a big impact were decided by himself according to experience, and some things were simply left to those managers to judge by themselves, which was really heavy, so he stayed for the time being and waited until he was dealing with it later.

But even so, the efficiency of the work is not very high, and it can't keep up with the speed that needs to be processed at all, so the things on the table have not even been processed halfway, and Zhong Bo has already been a little unable to hold on.

Zhong Bo stopped writing, put Wen Jiàn aside, rubbed his face vigorously with his hand to sober himself up a little, and then made himself a cup of instant coffee, leaned back in the chair and took a sip.

This desk is usually Qiao Feng's exclusive office position, but now, instead of Qiao Feng, Zhong Bo is also sitting here, a huge pressure is pressing on his shoulders, Zhong Bo has an inexplicable sense of powerlessness, and he doesn't know how to go on the road ahead.

Jingle bell, the phone that rang suddenly broke the slowly rising love, which made Zhong Bo shook, and the coffee in the cup almost spilled, which also made Zhong Bo sober up.

"Didn't they cut off all the media calls, why did there still be calls?" Zhong Bo muttered quietly, in order not to disturb people, and also in order not to leak any news about this incident, Zhong Bo had notified earlier to refuse a media call, but the call had already been received here, so he couldn't answer it lightly, so Zhong Bo still put the coffee aside, picked up the phone, and if it was really the media, then hang up immediately.

"Steward Zhong, right? Excuse me, I'm yesterday's Yellow Police Force, and I'll tell you about the press conference, because we are going to hold it as quickly as possible, and the information on our side has basically been sorted out, so now I'll communicate with you and Hua Teng, so as not to have any problems at the scene. Before Zhong Bo could ask, the other party took the initiative to report to his family, and the intention and purpose were all indicated.

"It turned out to be the Yellow Police Force, sorry, sorry, there are too many things to deal with, I haven't had time to tell you about the press conference, we don't have anything to prepare here, but there are some things I don't want to explain so clearly, it's better to keep some opinions for the time being, of course, this is my personal representative Feng Teng's opinion, if there is a request, we will also abide by it." Hearing that the other party was the Yellow Police Team, Zhong Bo said politely, the Yellow Police Team also helped a lot last night, so Zhong Bo still has a lot of good feelings towards the Yellow Police Team.

"Because the matter has not been investigated clearly, today's press conference is mainly to answer questions from some reporters and explain the facts, I think it will also be very helpful to you, including a formal response to some rumors and the like, so today's content is also up to you to decide what to say and what reservations, as long as the content you announce is true, it's okay." The Huang Police Force said very understandingly, human nature is to tend to be weak when something happens, and in comparison, some of Hua Teng's practices are indeed very dissatisfied, so the Huang Police Force also took a lot of care of Feng Teng.

"Then thank you, specifically, I'll go over and tell you more about it right away, I still need to clean it up here." Zhong Bo smiled and thanked him, the icing on the cake is good, but the person who sends charcoal in the snow is true.

"It's okay, then I'll wait for you here, by the way, I want to remind you, the people over there in Huateng, you'd better be careful, they interfered several times last night without success, maybe there will be some countermeasures today." Before hanging up the phone, the Huang police force instructed again.

At the end of the call, Zhong Bo stood up, and there was still a relatively difficult task of press conference in front of him, so these copywriters on the table could only be put aside for the time being and dealt with later.

I promised Pei Mingjun before, today's press conference will be explained by Feng Teng, and the responsibility cannot be pushed to Hua Teng, so the pressure of today's press conference is indeed not small, not only do you need to come up with a more convincing reason, but this reason can't point the finger at Hua Teng, but you can't let Hua Teng completely get out of suspicion, this is a trick job, if Qiao Feng or Zhang Ziyu has a person here, Zhong Bo won't be too worried, but the person who wants to take on this task today is himself, Zhong Bo was not sure that he would be able to calm the scene and deal with the reporters who asked tough questions on his own. And now, I can't find anyone who can share some of the burden for me.

Because Zheng Bin has been recuperating in the hospital, the overall situation of the entire Huateng is temporarily fully responsible for Bei Mingjun, which makes Pei Mingjun feel happy, this is the first time, Pei Mingjun has sat in the position of the leader of Huateng in a dignified manner, although it is only temporarily replacing Zheng Bin, but it is also worthy of the name.

And because Zheng Bin has been recuperating in the hospital, all the reporting work is done by Pei Mingjun alone, naturally he can say whatever he wants, and no one will dismantle him or refute him. Therefore, Pei Mingjun erased all the things he suffered, and made himself too high, tried his best to cover up Huateng's losses, exaggerated Fengteng's losses, and at the same time appropriately blamed himself, did not protect Zheng Bin, and took the initiative to ask for punishment. Yiqiē was extremely realistic, so that other people who didn't know the real situation of the matter were in the dark, so everyone chose to believe it, and even the silver calendar was deceived. So for a while, almost everyone in Huateng celebrated because of the great reduction in Fengteng's strength, and the senior management of Huateng also breathed a sigh of relief, and the previous plan was finally successful.

And with this "success", Pei Mingjun's status has also stood out among the entire Huateng high-level executives, faintly stabilized the first position, and his prestige has also improved a lot.

"Everyone, if you want to celebrate, it's still a little early, although Qiao Feng is dead, but Zhang Ziyu is just missing, his body has not been found, and there will be a press conference in a while, so don't take it lightly, let's go and get busy first." Looking at the people below who were a little too relaxed in the conference room, Pei Mingjun cleared his throat and reminded that now Bei Mingjun's words also have a certain weight. The others also relented a little after hearing this, then nodded and quietly exited the conference room.

"Mingjun, this time, you have made meritorious contributions, you don't have to blame yourself too much, Zheng Bin is young, it is not necessarily a bad thing to beat and beat more, all success will always be accompanied by sacrifices, these sacrifices we Huateng can still withstand, as long as the things behind are properly handled." Now there are only two people left in the conference room, Bei Mingjun and Yinli, Yinli also showed a long-lost smile, patted Bei Mingjun's shoulder and said.

"Don't worry, Uncle Yin, I'll take care of it, don't worry." Some of the previous practices had made Yinli a little wary of Pei Mingjun, but now it seems that this vigilance has almost been put down, and Pei Mingjun is also relieved.

"Well, the press conference will be handed over to you in a while, remember to be careful, although Zhang Ziyu and Qiao Feng are not in Fengteng, but Zhong Bo is also a person with some skills, don't be bitten by Fengteng, now the speculation of the outside world is not very favorable to us, so we must prevent major mistakes, and now the power of public opinion should not be underestimated." Yinli nodded and said, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, this truth, the older generation of people are deeply understood, Yinli is afraid that Bei Mingjun will be arrogant and arrogant, and underestimate Feng Teng and suffer a big loss.

"Haha, Uncle Yin, you can rest assured of this, yesterday I used a trick to get Feng Teng to promise that today's press conference will be mainly borne by them, and they will not push the responsibility to us Huateng." Pei Mingjun laughed twice and said, full of confidence.

"Well, but you still have to be careful, I'm very optimistic about your ability, so let's assist Zheng Bin well." Yinli nodded, then said no more, and after instructing for a while, he turned and left.

"Hmph, stinky old man, do you want to use me as a tool? Assisted? Joke, Zheng Bin is no threat to me now, old fellow, look at how I clean you up. Watching the silver calendar gradually move away, the humble and elegant appearance that he had pretended to be in front of everyone was all put away and replaced with a disdainful expression. The only remaining trouble between Yinli and Zheng Bin must be eradicated, so that Pei Mingjun can completely rule Huateng, and it seems that it is time to plan how to abolish Yinli first.

Now there is no alliance around Bei Mingjun, and the influence of Yinli in Huateng is not low, but there are also many ambitious people, as long as he makes good use of the chess pieces at hand, it is not a problem to win Yinli, for the sake of Yinli Huateng for so many years, if Yinli is willing to take the initiative to give up his position, and by the way help himself to say good things, then Bei Mingjun will also let Yinli take care of his old age, if he doesn't know each other, then it will only let him disappear completely, Anyway, this old immortal has lived for most of his life, and it is not a loss to die now.

Thinking of this, Pei Mingjun sneered, turned around and walked out of the conference room, now he has to clean up Feng Teng's shrimp soldiers and crabs first, and then start to deal with the affairs of Hua Teng. Thinking that in the near future, he will be written into history, standing at the highest point of power, Pei Mingjun's self-confidence began to swell infinitely, and he felt light when he walked, and sure enough, God still favored him.