Chapter 243

"You... Don't talk about it. When will I frame you up? I want to tell you the evidence. "

Black short sleeve middle-aged eyes flash a flustered, insufficient gas said.

"The dead duck's mouth is hard. I can let those reporters leave on one phone, and naturally they can talk. What do you say?"

Xu Shaochen looked at the middle-aged black short sleeve and said coldly.

Black short sleeve middle-aged man's forehead has exuded sweat. In the end, he is just a little gangster. It's OK to play downwind, but it's the part of being crushed against the wind.

"If you say it first, I can let you go. If you wait for that group of reporters to say it, don't blame me for being rude to you. Some things are not for small people like you."

Looking at the panicked look of the middle-aged man with black short sleeves, Xu Shaochen added a fire again, showing a cold killing chance in his eyes.

"Poo Tong!"

The middle-aged man with black short sleeves knelt down on the ground with his legs soft. He walked to Xu Shaochen and said, "elder brother, I'm wrong. I'm open to money. I'm blindfolded by lard. I'll tell you everything. Please let me go."

He was really frightened by Xu Shaochen's words.

After all, a call from Xu Shaochen can make all the powerful reporters leave in a gloomy way, which fully shows Xu Shaochen's strength.

Even if he doesn't say it, Xu Shaochen can ask from those reporters. Isn't he miserable then?

So in order to protect himself, he decided to step ahead of the reporters and spit all the things out to Xu Shaochen.

"Say it, as long as you tell me honestly, I will let you go."

Xu Shaochen looked down at the middle-aged man with black short sleeves and said softly.

"Yes, the boss of Zui Jianghu hotpot made me do it. He gave me 50000 yuan and said that those journalists would cooperate with me. The money I mistakenly got from you belongs to me. I I said it all, please let me go! "

Black short sleeve middle-aged trembling will say things again, after saying that is constantly begging for mercy.

"Maddy, that bastard!"

Lin Youguo can't help but make a rude remark. Of course, he knows the boss of Zui Jianghu hotpot, because the Zui Jianghu factory is not far from Dafeng factory.

In those days, when the gale factory was in decline, it was the drunken people who came from behind.

Others were filled with righteous indignation. They looked at Xu Shaochen one by one and wanted to know what he would do.

"All right, get out of here."

Xu Shaochen kicked the middle-aged man with black short sleeves and let him go, but his eyes were cold.

Of course, he also knows why drunk Jianghu engages in this kind of inferior means.

It's only dafengchang that robbed him of his business after he took over.

Because of Xu Shaochen, the local catering companies and retail industry in Jiangzhou all changed the hot pot ingredients from zuijiang to dafengchang.

This has caused the sales volume and market share of drunk Jianghu to drop rapidly, while Dafeng factory is soaring, so it's no surprise that drunk Jianghu is not in a hurry.

The positive side is definitely just not winning, so the drunk Jianghu can only use this dirty means to make dafengchang's reputation stink.

Any company related to the food industry, once there is a health problem and its reputation is stinking, it is not far from closing.

"Yes, thank you very much. Thank you very much. I'll get out of here. I'll get out of here."

Black short sleeved middle-aged man was kicked on the ground by Xu Shaochen, but he dared not complain at all. He got up and thanked Xu Shaochen constantly, then hurriedly ran with others.

Looking at the back of the middle-aged man with black short sleeves, Xu Shaochen called sun Hai again and asked him to help revoke all the press cards of those journalists.

Once their press cards are revoked, they don't want to be in the business.

Xu Shaochen can let go of the black short sleeved middle-aged, because he is just a little gangster who is used for a mere 50000 yuan.

And those reporters must have taken more money than black short sleeved middle-aged people. They violated their professional ethics and knew that they would kill an enterprise, but they did so for the money.

Since they are not polite to dafengchang, why should Xu Shaochen be polite to them?

"Let's go and meet the drunk old man."

After hanging up, Xu Shaochen looked at Lin Youguo and Mei Liangxin and said with a smile.

If Xu Shaochen doesn't show his attitude, the boss in the drunken Jianghu will realize how cruel the reality is.

Does the other side think that dafengchang is weak and deceitful, and will be even more ambitious in the future?

"Maddy, I have to see him!"

Lin Youguo gnashed his teeth and said that it was not easy for dafengchang to come back to life because of Xu Shaochen. Whoever wants dafengchang to die, Lin Youguo wants to bury him.

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Zuijiang hotpot material factory.

Office building, general manager's office.

The mode of drunk Jianghu and dafengchang is different.

The highest position of Dafeng factory is the factory director, and the heads of all departments are directly responsible to the factory director.

But drunk Jianghu has a general manager above the factory director. The division of labor between the factory director and the general manager is different, but the factory director is directly responsible to the general manager for his position.

Liu Lang, general manager, is sitting on the boss's chair listening to music. Behind him, a small secretary in a black uniform is pinching his shoulder.

During this period of time, the rapid development of Dafeng factory made him gasp for breath. Today, he can finally relax.

He spent a lot of money and contacted so many journalists. As long as this event is fired, dafengchang will fall into a public relations crisis, and his status in the Jianghu will be preserved.

"Boss, they haven't changed the new bag for a long time. Recently, Chanel has made a new style, which is very beautiful." The little secretary kneaded Liu Lang's shoulder and said delicately, deliberately rubbing Liu Lang's head with his chest.

"Buy! Buy a new one! "

Liu Lang said with great pride, and pulled the little secretary into his arms.

"Ah! Boss, don't, don't be like this. This is the office. It's not good here. Please "

the little secretary pretends to be panic stricken, because she knows that Liu Lang likes this tune. The more exciting it is.

"Hahahaha, goblin, eat my grandson."

Liu Lang's heart was burning, and couldn't wait to press the little secretary on the desk.

"Bang!"

At this time, the door of the office was suddenly kicked open roughly, and then several people came in.

Liu Lang was suddenly frightened to be soft.

"Oh! Mr. Liu is very interested. Otherwise, Mr. Liu will continue. Let's watch and learn Mr. Liu's skills on the spot. "

Mei Liangxin looked at Liu Lang and said with a smile, and he took out his mobile phone to take photos.