Fuyechuan is fuyechuan. No one has the ability to see his jokes.

Public opinion and the stock market will ferment in the future. It is easy to say that the domestic voice. Once Europe ignites public opinion and starts attacking domestic research, it will not be just the losses of the three companies.

It is related to the status and image of the country. The intervention of relevant departments will only make them more tied up and difficult to perform.

"Fuyechuan..."

Lin Ge looked at him in silence. Fuyechuan stood up with an ugly face and left the conference room directly.

Chen Mian gathered his things aside and shook his head.

Sure enough, President Fu did not accept any form of attack from anyone. His self-confidence was innate.

Su Nan arrived at the door of Fu's group. Just then, he saw Hong Yihuan standing there.

She seems to be waiting for her.

The confusion on her face under the compulsion of calmness is too easy to be seen through.

Su Nan frowned and walked over. "Wait for me?"

Hong Yihuan nodded, his eyes red and pitiful.

Su Nan bowed her head and sent a message on her mobile phone. She looked up again and said

Whether in the company or outside, her attitude towards Hong Yihuan has always been cold and light.

I don't like it, but I'm not very enthusiastic. I'm not the same kind of person. There's no need to have in-depth exchanges.

Hong Yihuan took a deep breath and looked at Su Nan's professional suit, which set off her whole life simply and clearly. Even Hong Jingyan couldn't afford to customize the styles and brands customized privately.

"Mr. Su, master Fu asked me to stay and take care of YeChuan. I'm also very embarrassed..."

Her voice paused. She glanced at Su Nan's plain expression and continued: "I know that you are in YeChuan's heart, but for the sake of the family, I can't refuse. But if you are not happy, President Su, or you want to make peace with YeChuan, I can quit."

Su Nan lifted her eyes and looked at her. Her fingers paused for a second on the screen page.

Hong Yihuan's eyes are a little nervous. She carefully explores Su Nan's look.

A little pale.

Su Nan gently put down his hands, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Hong Yihuan indifferently:

"Miss Hong, I sympathized with you. Your family and your experiences were very unfortunate. I helped you twice before. I think you should understand that the reason why you and fuyechuan can't be together is not me, but your own incompetence."

Hong Yihuan's face turned white all at once.

Su Nan's cell phone rings.

She hung up without hesitation.

Looking at Hong Yihuan, he continued, "but from today on, I really hate you, because every word you say is too pretentious and disgusting. You are neither pure nor innocent. There is no need to eat with your face."

Su Nan's cell phone rings again. She takes a look, picks it up and leaves.

"I'm at the door."

Hong Yihuan was stiff, as if he had been slapped by someone, and his face was burning with pain.

The body can't move for a long time. It's sluggish and terrified.

Su Nan was neither angry nor sarcastic. Her calm attitude didn't pay attention to her at all.

This disregard is the most fatal.

Looking back, a low-key but expensive Porsche stopped at the door. A man dressed in elite clothes got off and opened the co driver's door for her.

She looks tender and eager. She looks like Fu YeChuan.

Su Nan got on the bus. "I'm afraid this accident will trouble you. It's impossible for Europe to suppress public opinion for us. At least until the facts are investigated, the less people know about it, the better."

It is not a problem to control public opinion and the stock market with business humility.

Shang Qian nodded as he drove.

"I understand. I will ask my friends over there to help me watch. The stock market will also press the news."

Su Nan smiled. "Thanks to you, can I invite you to dinner?"

Shang Qian smiled softly, "I'm glad you can think of me, but... Is it just eating?"