Chapter 528

From the vice president's illness to being picked up by an ambulance, it was only ten minutes before and after. During this period, song Ya's mood was like a roller coaster, going up and down several times.

At the beginning, his first reaction was that he was finished. Last year, he kept swearing in front of the media that "Bahn fluorescein is harmless". Would that in turn become his own talisman? There must be a lot of class action, huge compensation and media chasing after each other

At that time, the guests looked at their own complicated eyes, which he understood as Schadenfreude and pity, so they also looked for excuses to escape.

When Goodman shouts in his ear: "we have no legal responsibility," he immediately wakes up, right! It's none of your business!? The victims want to sue Bain company, which is wholly owned by Dow, and the trouble is all theirs!

In an instant, there is the ecstasy of escaping from the heaven. It's dangerous! Three months later, I'm afraid it's me who faints now

In the eyes of those guests, it was not schadenfreude and pity, but a lucky pig!

And what does a lucky pig in the mall represent? At once, Terry beard gave the answer. He was always hesitant. He decided to listen to himself! Speed up the listing process!

"Are you sure?" He asked tribold.

"I think your point of view is more reasonable." Said tribold.

What's the reason? It doesn't matter. He decided

However, song Ya's heart immediately hung up again. The general manager of Bain company was very familiar with this place. He also quietly touched his study and told himself that the polynuclear aromatic hydrocarbons in his doctoral dissertation were catalysts used by fluorescent factories all the time.

“FXXKYOU！” Song Ya scolded him, which was the same as what he had smeared on his face and body before

"Don't be angry with aplus. It's just a paper. It's easy to criticize." "Besides, it doesn't make any sense to talk about the harm out of the dose. The catalyst content is very small, and it reacts at the beginning..."

"Tell me not to be angry, then why do you keep wiping sweat?" Song Ya make complaints about him, "there's still one outside."

"Well, but it's negative news."

The general manager of Bain company replied: "you are so lucky aplus, I envy you, this matter has nothing to do with you now..."

"Not necessarily."

Hamlin frowned and walked in. "Dow may not be responsible for the past responsibility of the acquisition company. They often do so in history."

“WTF？” Song Ya's heart sank again. "Goodman said that was made clear in the terms of my deal with Dow."

"If the cost of breach of contract is cost-effective, they may directly declare that they are not responsible, disperse part of the collective litigation objectives and energy of the victims on us, and then drag on They have used this tactic in the case of plutonium dust pollution. They dare to do anything that the pot is thrown to the U.S. government. "

Hamlin poured cold water on him, "and it's easy to get hold of your earlier statements and actions that claim that fluorescent agents are harmless."

At this time, the ambulance came, song Ya had to go out again, in full view of the public, with them to cooperate with the rescue personnel to send the vice president to the car.

"Aplus, what's the matter?"

Michelle and her husband just came at this time and ran into song ya at the door.

"A guest had a heart attack."

Song Ya pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "it should be OK. Come in, have a good time..."

Back at the party scene, Linda has asked the party service company to clean up the broken wine glasses and stains on the ground. Apart from guessing about the key points in private, the guests should play and socialize. There were so many young men and women in my life's production that businessmen and politicians didn't mind staying longer.

But there's one person who can't hide it. It's Claire.

"Mr. vice president, the sudden heart attack is related to the news just now, isn't it? Are there any hidden dangers in your fluorescent products She immediately came to inquire.

"Well, it's not our fluorescent product. It's Dow's." Song Ya abandoned the relationship.

"Is there going to be trouble?" Clare asked.

"Just a paper." Song Ya dealt with the original words of the general manager of Bain company.

"I'll find a chance to see him." But Claire is not so easy to deceive. She looks at Song Ya suspiciously and leaves the party ahead of time.

Song Ya couldn't get tired of it. He casually dealt with all kinds of guests in the next party and got into the study with his subordinates.

"In short, we should keep a low profile on this matter until Mr. vice president wakes up."

"We can't get Dow to throw the pot back, and you'd better get rid of the fluorescent from now on," Hamlin said

"I am the product spokesperson..." Song Ya smiles bitterly.

"If you are prepared to give up the 20 million yuan, your establishment can't be broken. It's ok if this spokesperson doesn't do it. We are about to start preparing for crisis public relations. " Goodman picked up the microphone and called Eli, a crisis public relations expert.The Michelles and businessmen and politicians left in succession around the early hours of the morning, and the remaining Hollywood men and women continued to revel, and the party lasted until the next morning.

"You scum man..."

Amy was so drunk that she staggered to find song ya, who had just received the news that Tao's vice president had awakened after a night's meeting. "My clothes, the clothes I left in the cloakroom, are gone Wuwuwu... "

She fell down on Song Ya and burped her wine at the same time. Some of her thin bodies were soft, and her cheeks were red, and she went straight down.

"Well, Amy, you're drunk. Don't drink so much later." Song Ya held her up. "Mike, take her to the guest room and have a rest."

"Merciless villain, I miss you so much..."

"Come on, Amy." Old Mike helped the girl who was already talking in a daze.

Song Ya shakes his head, waiting for old Mike to come back, and the party ride on his bulletproof Benz and rush to the private hospital not far away.

The hospitals near Highland Park are for the rich, not to mention the environment and medical conditions.

"I'm looking for Mr. vice president." Song Ya takes people to the nurse station outside the cardiovascular ward, and reports the name of the vice president to a nurse on duty wearing braces.

When she was in such a state of anxiety, the Apocalypse of the movie fragment happened. It was the play of Xiao Li Zi and Amy. It seemed that Li Zi was also looking for someone. Amy was sitting in the nurse's uniform and wearing braces.

"Follow me."

The nurse on duty leads the way ahead. Song Ya shakes his head and puts the Apocalypse aside first, regardless of it.

"No smoking here!"

As soon as the nurse entered the door, he saw the naked vice president. The white old man had nothing to do with his cigar in his mouth. He had just taken off his medical uniform and was preparing to change into the formal dress he had worn last night.

"Get out of here!"

The vice president, who was still connected to the infusion tube on his left hand, yelled at the nurse, "I know my old problem, and I know how to deal with him!"

"In the hospital, you have to listen to the doctor's advice, quickly lie back." The nurse on duty came forward and tried to push him back into bed.

"Oh, fxxk! Get out of the way

The vice president, like a furious lion, pushed the nurse on duty away. Several Dow Chemical staff standing in the ward were silent and said, "go to the doctor! Don't bother me. I'm going to be discharged soon! This is not the place for me to stay! "

The little nurse turned and left in a huff.

"Mr. vice president, you should have a good rest now." Song Ya advised Tao.

"The reason I got sick is that I had too much rest and I shouldn't have gone to your damn party! Only work can cure me! " The old man lifted up his trousers and said in a loud voice, "bring me my shirt!"

His entourage handed his shirt to him and kindly helped him hold the cigar he was biting.

"Rich people are like women now! They have no idea what a real old school capitalist is

The Vice President swore and his voice became like a jackal because of his excitement. "What did Frick, chairman of Carnegie steel, do? Yeah? He was shot twice by the workers and stabbed two times. As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately returned to his post. It was them! Their great men built America! Guard capitalism

"The strike at Carnegie at the end of the last century?" Along with song ya, Eli frowned, "a dozen workers died that time, and several Pinkerton detectives employed by the factory..."

"Shut up! You! Get out of my room The vice president yelled at him.

"Well, don't get excited, or your heart will burst." Eli, with a mocking smile, raised her hands and slowly withdrew from the ward, closing the door kindly.

"We want to block the news, aplus. Don't answer any questions about fluorescent agents recently. It's better to keep a low profile so that others can't see it." Said the vice president.

"But my movie is coming out..."

Song Ya watched him calmly, trying to see whether Dow was prepared to choose direct breach of contract and not to bear responsibility as Hamlin worried, as if not for the time being? That's good news.

"It doesn't matter. Publicize your blockbuster movie, keep talking about it, fill your fans' brains, don't talk about Barnes business, leave the rest to us."

The old man put his shirt on half and pointed to the small TV set in the corner of the ward, "is that bichi your man? It's up to you to shut her up

"Who?"

Song Ya's line of sight is blocked by his entourage. The other party moves aside and turns up the TV volume.

It's Zoe Barnes, who is a guest on the financial program at Cuu. "This paper in the New England Journal of medicine may cause a tsunami to the emerging market for civilian fluorescent rods..." She is still dressed so decent, very photogenic, the same stage of the Cuu hostess are compared.

"Is it a replay?" Song Ya asked.

"Yes." The attendant replied.

"Call her." Sonny. Goodman's on the phone. I'll get you through."Miss Barnes, maybe you shouldn't have said that in front of the media."

"Freedom of the press? Are you wrong about something? My client... "

Goodman had not finished the second sentence, but put down the phone, "hung up."

"If we can't, we'll leave you alone, aplus." The vice president warned.

"Give it to me."

Songya asked for his cell phone without expression. While dialing Doug, assistant to Mr. Underwood's office, he walked out of the ward and looked for a secluded corner at the end of the corridor. "Doug, our common journalist friend seems to be a bit carried away by his career progress."

"I see. I'll get in touch with you later." Doug hung up.

Back in the ward, there were more people in Dow, who seemed to be senior executives. "The company that cooperated with the paper kept hinting in the media that there was a complex equity relationship between Massachusetts omniglow chemical and Benson capital. They were preparing to launch new fluorescent rod products with different reactions."

"A bunch of sinister people, this is another Pearl Harbor incident!" The vice president was furious again, "I didn't expect that this time they had buried the bomb in the United States."

"Cough."

Didn't you do it first? Hearing this, song Ya almost laughed on the spot and covered it up with a cough.

"Well, go to war!"

The vice president's shirt couldn't be pulled out all the time. It was blocked by the infusion tube on his left hand, "ah!" He directly pulled out the needle, simply did not lose liquid, "question it, refute it! Stink that paper in the academic world, and then there is no discussion in the media, I want absolute silence! The class action lawsuit initiated by the parents of the little girl also supports them to continue fighting

"Let's do it." The executive who just came in replied.

He finally put on his shirt and lifted the old strap from his trousers. "Have you finished that reporter? APLUS。”

"It's done." Song Ya replied.

"Good, good..."

With the help of his entourage, he put on his suit and strode out with his cigar in his mouth? MJ case? The Fed raises interest rates? In short, don't let them idle down... "

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