Fu Nanli pressed his temples, "Why do you think I'm so angry, it's because at this juncture, He Yumin still has no way to assure me that he is willing to break off the relationship with that female star." ”

Wen Qiao's eyes were a little disgusted: "I heard that He Yumin was born in a poor family, and he and his wife were college classmates, and his wife was very supportive of his studies and breaking into large companies in Silicon Valley. ”

"Probably, I don't know the specifics."

Wen Qiao shrugged: "I don't know much about other people's family affairs, but if he finally abandons his wife and children and really gets together with a female star, then it is estimated that there will be a lot of trouble in the future, and your opponent will seize this matter and not let go." ”

Fu Nanli: "Yes." ”

Wen Qiao took his hand: "It's not early, let's go back first, you explain the work, you can't have to participate in the discussion of everything, go back to sleep first, nourish your spirit, and tomorrow you will have more strength to scold He Yumin." ”

Fu Nanli did have a terrible headache, so he followed Wen Qiao out of the office.

A large number of people in the conference room opposite secretly looked around, and when they saw the eldest young master enter the elevator, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally gone."

"In the end, Miss Wen has a way."

"Although Mr. Fu is gone, we still have to discuss a solution, and if we can't come up with a countermeasure tomorrow, Mr. Fu will still be angry."

The people in the public relations department looked at He Yumin, and they really wanted to kneel down for him: "Mr. He, what do you think, break off with that female star quickly, if you keep and don't return to the family, you will harm yourself and implicate Mr. Fu." ”

He Yumin's face was solemn and a little haggard, he was trained by Mr. Fu like a grandson for an afternoon today, and he was not happy in his heart, "I...... I'll give you an answer tomorrow. ”

"Then we don't know how to write this PR draft."

"Let's apologize to the public first."

"Then netizens will definitely ask Mr. He under Weibo how you plan to deal with your family affairs, you should know that the senior leaders of a company as big as ours are actually half of the public figures, and this kind of negative news has a great impact on the company."

He Yumin was a little irritable: "I know, I'll reply to you tomorrow, send an apology letter first, send it on official Weibo, and use my Weibo to post it again." ”

"Mr. Fu is so angry, you should know what kind of decision Mr. Fu wants you to make."

"I know, I will try my best to satisfy Mr. Fu."

Outside the Zhonghuan Building, Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli got into the car together, and when they returned to his apartment, Wen Qiao pulled him into the bathroom, "Take a shower first, and I'll help you press it later." ”

After a while, Fu Nanli came out in a bathrobe, his black hair was hanging messily, and water was dripping down, Wen Qiao picked up a bath towel to help him wipe his hair, helped him blow his hair, and finally helped him massage.

Fu Nanli didn't have a headache anymore.

Wen Qiao was hugged into his arms: "The craftsmanship is so good, do I have to pay your salary?" ”

Wen Qiao stretched out his hands: "It's not impossible, I have a high hourly wage." ”

"You'll get the card tomorrow."

Wen Qiao smiled: "Really give?" ”

"Really give, often help me press it in the future."

"If I collect money, I'll become an hourly worker."

"If you don't charge money, it's a free hourly worker."

Wen Qiao: "Well, it seems to make sense, I'm tired of the day, go to sleep." ”