Chapter Ninety-Eight: Mr. Lu

According to this station, Lu Quanhong, CEO of Hongyu Group, is suspected of serious tax evasion and account fraud. At present, the police are involved in the investigation, and the results will be given to the public soon. ”

A few days after the Lantern Festival, the news spread in Jiangcheng.

Overnight, Hongyu's stock plummeted. What was once a business empire has become a joke.

"I've said it, I've said it many times. I will make up for those taxes, accounts, but the accounts are wrong, and there is no deliberate falsification. ”

Lu Quanhong faced a series of questions from reporters, Rao was used to seeing big scenes, and he also seemed a little flustered and overwhelmed.

"May I ask what is the relationship between Mr. Lu and Fang Wei?"

This incident was not reported by the financial news, but it was dug up by entertainment reporters.

Big star Fang Wei, a middle-aged man who has a secret meeting late at night.

Coincidentally, the man's side face is extremely similar to Lu Quanhong.

"I'm sorry, I have nothing to do with Miss Fang, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Does it really matter? This Lu Quanhong can't say it well.

That day, Fang Wei found him and talked to him about endorsements.

I just don't know why I'm chatting, so I'm a confidant.

came and became a confidant, so that it reached the point of adding fragrance to the red sleeves.

"Fang Wei, are you crazy?"

"Sister, I'm fine, but sister, are you crazy? Is it nice to marry Qian Yan? ”

"Don't do this with me."

"Which one is that? Sister, I've grown up, and you're not a dad, so you can't control me. ”

Today is a rare good weather in winter, but Lu Cen Yuan's mood is not good.

As soon as Lu Cen Yuan sent Jing Han to the office, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Little master, come back quickly! The old man had a stroke. ”

This is a call from Uncle Fu, his tone is anxious, and what he says is also anxious.

"Did you call 120?"

Lu Cen Yuan forced himself to calm down as much as possible, he couldn't panic at that juncture, he must not panic.

"The old man has been sent to the hospital!"

"Okay, then I'll take a look!"

Lu Cen Yuan immediately turned around and ran to the hospital.

On the way, Xiao Xia called the law firm and asked him to help ask for leave.

In the ward, Uncle Fu was next to the old man, and the old man Lu, who had been majestic all his life, was lying on the hospital bed at this time, already asleep.

Lu Cen Yuan slowed down, walked over quietly, and thanked Uncle Fu again.

Lu Cen went to ask the doctor about the situation, but the doctor only said that he was old and stimulated again.

But fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time, and the old man's life was saved.

It will depend on the treatment later.

Lu Cen looked at the white clouds outside the window, his day was really dramatic, it was really a joke given to him by God.

He can't take care of the old man's affairs, but fortunately, there is Uncle Fu at home who can take care of it.

Before leaving, Lu Cen Yuan specially explained to Uncle Fu and called him if there was a situation.

Originally, he was going to go to the law firm to see if there was any information about Hongyu's incident.

Not anymore.

This is not far from Hongyu Building, and Lu Cen stopped by to ask his uncle about the situation.

It's okay not to ask, not to be so desperate.

Lu Cen went over to ask about the situation, and his uncle gave him the answer, and Lu Cen almost dropped the ashtray on the table.

"You know what? Tax evasion alone, your amount and proportion, will be imprisoned. ”

"I know, my uncle was also confused. Xiaoyuan, if I don't do this, Hongyu will lose more last year. ”

"Uncle can't help it."