The 173 YS isn't just her own
Zhuo Zhuo didn't look at the person, directly took out the phone, and pulled a number.
The phone was quickly connected, and without waiting for anything from the other party, Excellence was the first to speak, and his tone was gentle.
"Minister Yuan, there are lawbreakers disrupting the order of our company at the entrance of the building, I have already reported the case, and the police will arrive at the scene later, and you need to come down and deal with it."
The passers-by who were watching heard it, and then looked at the excellence calmly and calmly. Instead, he looked at the thin man on the ground with disdain, and accused him one after another.
"Hu Jacket, the security guard doesn't count beating people, but also slandering. Ys is too arrogant. Yes, I'm just an ordinary journalist, not as good as your big companies. But I am also a victim, who is responsible for my physical and mental health? ”
The thin man got up from the ground with a slick of his hand, patted the non-existent ash on his body, and cursed angrily.
The remarkable smile widened, and he asked sarcastically, "Really?" In that case, I, an eyewitness, will also go with you to the police station. After the words fell, he pointed to the camera in front of the building, and said to the security brother: "Brother Liang, please back up the video in front of the building, and we will go to the police station together." ”
"Who to scare?" Although the thin man was panicked in his heart, he looked at the soft and weak excellence, and did not think that he had the courage to dare to call the police.
It's just that his words didn't last more than three seconds, and the sirens sounded from far and near.
"How, do you believe it? The great god is not a place where anyone can pretend to be, and YS is not a place where anyone can go wild, and any behavior that damages the reputation of our company will be subject to the ruling of the law. ”
Excellence raised the volume, loud and loud, word by word.
This time, his voice was loud enough, and although the traffic not far away disturbed his oath, the passers-by heard his words and let out appreciative voices.
The YS employees who came down in the back have a sense of honor at this time, and the honor and disgrace of YS are inseparable from themselves.
Minister Yuan of the Ministry of Justice walked out of the crowd, patted Zhuo Zhuo on the shoulder, glanced at him appreciatively, and made a serious statement to the outside world.
"Well, no one will be allowed to do anything that damages the reputation and interests of YS in any form."
Just as the police came, the evidence was conclusive, and the journalist was finally sentenced to detention.
After this incident, his career as a journalist also came to an end. But no one sympathizes with him, and all walks of life should abide by the minimum moral bottom line.
This incident spread in YS, and since then, the transparent Han Han Excellence has become a hero who has been praised by YS.
Bai Yanhua was very relieved to hear this. Without the consent of the boss, with a wave of his hand, he gave Excellence an additional generous bonus.
The matter also quickly spread on the Internet, and some people praised the professionalism of YS employees, and the bar essence will always have endless thorns.
Fang Yishen watched this complete video with mixed thoughts.
She doesn't remember what the original intention of founding YS was, but she vaguely knew that there was such a thing, probably just to give more financial support to the autumn of the red season.
Regardless of her original intentions, YS has always been a dispensable existence in her heart.
Even if she was provoked, she didn't think YS had much to do with her reputation. It's just that I can't get used to the other party's self-righteousness.
However, hearing the outstanding words in the video and seeing the passion and confidence on their faces, Fang Yishen suddenly had the consciousness of honor and disgrace.
If it was just herself, at most she would change her name and place to continue to make money. But now, YS is not only her own, but also belongs to the hundreds of thousands who stick to them.