Chapter 98

Poor?

Oh, she's not cruel enough!

Whenever anything or anyone becomes a stumbling block between her and mu shaosi, she will ruthlessly eradicate them one by one!

So it was then, and so it is today.

Success will only get closer and closer to her.

Wang Haiwei looked at her, her lips hooked, her eyebrows drooped, showing a touch of cunning.

……

hospital.

The eyelashes trembled and the eyes opened slightly.

Tang An'an's heart hurt fiercely. She looked at the familiar face in front of her. For some reason, tears fell down, "gentle and quiet."

She raised her hand. Wenjing quickly held her hand. "Ann, I'm here."

"Quiet, did you burn everything in the exhibition hall?" Tang An'an's voice was dark and dumb, holding her gentle hand.

Seeing her so, she couldn't bear to tell her the truth.

But from her look, Tang an knew that everything was gone.

"Sister, I asked officer Zhang to investigate the cause of the fire. It is estimated that there will be results soon." Tang ran comforted. Tang An'an closed his eyes heavily.

What if it's found out?

The results of their efforts for so long have been destroyed. Even if they find out who it is, it won't help.

"Ann, it's okay. Let's postpone the exhibition and find another place." Gentle and quiet, but these words seemed so powerless. Tang an opened his eyes slightly and smiled bitterly: "you don't have to comfort me. I know how much loss we have to face."

They rushed out this batch of clothes two months in advance. Even if they rush out according to the drawings now, the clothing company also has some problems. In addition, there is scheduling, which has become their biggest problem.

Cui Zijian said, "yes, just find two more factories to rush out. Wen Jing, go and check. There are several factories that can arrange... "

Tang An'an couldn't interrupt him: "no, it's too late."

She looked at gentle and quiet, but her tired eyes hid an unyielding strength. "This thing will be the headlines tomorrow. Gentle and quiet, you prepare and hold a press conference."

"OK, no problem."

Tang An'an looked at ran ran again, "Ran Ran, do me a favor."

"You say."

……

Tang An'an arranged in an orderly way. Although lying in the hospital bed, he could quickly recover and meet the problems to be faced next.

As Tang An'an said, the fire in the exhibition hall made headlines the next day.

The whole downstairs of Jing'an company was crowded with journalists.

Tang An'an expected all the problems she would encounter in advance. According to everything she arranged, she held a press conference quietly, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

The magnesium light was flashing, and the reporters' questions were sharp and straight to the door.

"Mr. Wen, did someone say that your exhibition hall caught fire this time because you offended the employees and the employees held a grudge, so they retaliated against you?"

"According to the insider, this matter may also be your secret planning. The purpose is to heat up the next wedding dress design, right?"

"President Wen, please respond to the above questions."

“……”

Problems emerge one after another.

Although Wen Jing was calm on the face, he greeted these so-called journalists 800 times in his heart.

Your uncle's Secret planning is a little logical, okay?

If you don't want to maintain the most basic image, Wen Jing really wants to greet them directly, rather than just crush yourself in your heart.