Chapter 801

Chen Mian glanced at him in silence. He thought too much.

Wu Tutu doesn't have the ability to change jobs!

Mr. Fu seems determined to change the dynasty. He uses his original contacts to attract old people and looks for senior executives who have been suppressed by Fu YeChuan in the company.

Within a few days, the whole group became jittery.

Employees are carefully maintaining their own positions.

It's no use standing in the wrong line if people with status choose the wrong one.

After all, the small staff's small talk doesn't work.

But fuyechuan was completely indifferent to what master Fu had done. Many people went here to remind him to be careful.

He didn't take it to heart at all, and was very calm.

He didn't have any countermeasures, so everyone had to worry about him.

Fuyechuan's ability and position here can not be shaken. He brought the Fu group from a black and gray enterprise to the world to compete among the best in the world.

This is not something that the Fu generation could do.

In particular, there are young people promoted by fuyechuan both inside and outside the company. They are full of vigor and they move forward bravely.

But the premise of working here is a fair environment.

Mr. Fu's generation is so humane that even a relative who hasn't graduated from primary school can come here to be an executive. Who can convince him?

People who heard the news were worried about fuyechuan, but they didn't care at all.

Su Nan made a circle of friends and took a picture of her legs with a postscript: "thank you for your concern. It's much better."

Probably because there are too many people who care, she can't reply, so she directly replies in the circle of friends.

She was already able to walk on her crutches.

Fuyechuan sat in the office, his cell phone scratched, and he clicked in from her picture. Except for this one, the rest were gone.

Oh, only three days!

This damn setup.

He impatiently and solemnly praised her only news.

Then comment: "whether your legs can get better or not, you will always be the most beautiful!"

Wu Tutu said that she should say more sweet words to make her adapt.

What he said came from his heart. Su Nan must have been moved!

He didn't know. Su Nan's face turned green when he saw this comment.

That means, as if she had a terminal illness!

She couldn't help but reply in her circle of friends: "go to your uncle!"

This dog man is too angry to pay for his life!

After fuyechuan finished his reply, he put down his mobile phone with satisfaction and looked at Chen Mian and Wu Tutu in the office.

"What did you say?"

Chen Mian said so much just now: "...."

Wu Tutu looked at him pitifully and sympathetically, but Chen Mian smiled calmly, a common look.

He pushed his glasses upward and kept a decent smile:

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu called the heads of all departments. I heard they met in private. According to your instructions, the video and audio have been saved."

Fuyechuan's face was clear and cool, and he disdained to hook his lips.

"What conditions did the old man give?"

He wanted to see how much more master Fu had.

Chen Mian did not change his countenance. "A 20% pay rise, plus a dry share every year. Mr. Fu's request is that they take their employees on his birthday and go on a collective strike!"

Fuyechuan hissed, whimsical!