Chapter 200

Fang Jin also ran after him, squeezed into the elevator and said to Chen Moxuan, "I'll go with you."

"Well, good." Chen Mo Xuan smile, did not refuse.

Secretary Wang, as Chen Moxuan's right-hand man, naturally followed him down. When they were in the elevator, Chen Moxuan had already told Secretary Wang what had happened, but he had to go to the scene to know.

After several of them left the company, Secretary Wang was in charge of driving as usual. It took about an hour at the fastest from the company to the food factory, and the road had to be smooth.

Fang Jin looked at Chen Moxuan, who had been rubbing his forehead, and knew that he didn't have a good rest, so she had a headache. After thinking about it, she asked Secretary Wang how long it would take to get to the place, and after knowing that there was still a lot of time.

Without saying a word, Fang Jin directly hugs Chen Moxuan, makes him lean on his legs, and then helps him rub his forehead.

Her strength is very comfortable. Chen Moxuan lets her knead it for him. Secretary Wang's car is also very stable. Unconsciously, he falls asleep again.

Fang Jin rubbed his head for a while and then stopped. She just held his head in her hands to prevent his head from shaking with the car and waking him up. Now, she can't stop Chen Moxuan. She can only let him sleep a little more and make up for the sleep he didn't sleep.

Secretary Wang saw the movements of the two people in the back seat from the mirror, and tried to drive the car steadily when he was in a hurry, so that his boss could have a good rest, even if it was only an hour.

Next, Chen Moxuan slept for more than an hour, and their journey was smooth. When Secretary Wang stopped at the gate of the food factory, Chen Moxuan was woken up by the noise outside.

A group of people are making trouble at the gate of the factory. A strong man, about 40 years old, is pointing to the manager's nose and yelling: "you son of a bitch, let your boss come out. The yogurt produced by your factory is bad. After the children finish eating, they are still in the emergency department of the hospital!"

"Yes, come out and lose money!" Behind the man's "friends and relatives group" quickly agreed, clamoring for Chen Moxuan to come out in charge.

"Please be quiet. If you have any problems, we can communicate and solve them. It's meaningless for you to make such a big noise here." The manager yelled at the top of his voice, trying to stop the unreasonable people.

Chen Mo Xuan frowned, now should not get off, for Fang Jin and Wang Secretary their personal safety, he said: "around the past, through the back door."

"All right, boss." Secretary Wang answered and drove to the back door, where they entered the factory.

After Secretary Wang stops the car, Chen Moxuan opens the door and gets off the car and goes to the gate, followed by Fang Jin.

These people who made trouble at the gate saw Chen Moxuan with sharp eyes and cried out: "look, someone is coming. Is it the boss of the factory?"

With his voice, other people who were asking for an explanation were quiet, and they all stretched their necks to look behind the manager.

After Chen Moxuan came, he stood beside the manager and asked calmly, "what's the matter?"

"Boss, these people say that after their children ate the yogurt produced by our factory, they began to vomit and diarrhea, which is very serious. Now the children are in the hospital." Seeing Chen Moxuan coming, the manager was relieved and quickly explained the matter clearly.

After hearing the manager's address to Chen Moxuan, the troublemakers pointed at him and said impatiently, "you are the boss here, aren't you? Come on, how will your company compensate us? What's the matter now? Don't you care? If there's something wrong with this child, we'll never end up with you! "

"Yes, it's not over!" The group of relatives and friends echoed.

Chen Moxuan has no expression all the time. When these people have finished publishing their ideas, he says faintly: "have you finished? Well, next, it's my turn to say. "

Speaking of this, Chen Moxuan pause for a moment, to see them completely quiet down, he continued: "first of all, I feel sorry for your child's illness, secondly, if the disease is really caused by our products, we will be fully responsible for the medical expenses, but if the real cause is not because of our products, then, I think We are going to apologize to our company, but don't worry. We will still cover all the children's medical expenses, just as a charity. "

"What the hell do you mean? Think we're cheating? The yogurt your child drinks is made in your company. The box and brand name are the same. Is there any fake Listen to Chen Moxuan so say, this group of people in the leader immediately not happy, cry red neck thick, almost jump up to hit Chen Moxuan.

"We can't look at the surface of everything, we have to talk about the evidence. If the evidence points to us, naturally we won't shirk it." Chen Moxuan's face is still the same for the other party's anger. It's not that this situation has never happened to him since he was in business. In the past, he was young and simple. He was put together by his peers. He can take a cut and gain wisdom. Now, when he encounters this kind of thing again, he will know the truth and safeguard the interests of both sides through legal means."What the hell do you mean? Is it a lawsuit? " Some of the troublemakers scolded and asked.

For this kind of person, Chen Moxuan was a little annoyed and his face became colder. He didn't want to reason with these people again. He said to Secretary Wang directly: "Wang Yang, it's up to you."

"All right, boss." Secretary Wang should come down, and then began to negotiate with these people, while Chen Moxuan left with Fang Jin. As for the manager here, of course, he stayed to help Secretary Wang.

In order to let Chen Moxuan rest, Fang Jin drove him out of the back door, but as they left, the trouble didn't stop. When Fang Jin was going to drive back to the company, Chen Moxuan's phone rang again.

"Boss, the artists in our company are all clamoring to terminate their contracts. Not only the artists, but also some agents want to change jobs. They also say..." The phone call was made by Sister Li, but she hesitated again. She didn't know what to say next.

"What else did you say?" Chen Moxuan squinted slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his sore temple. The tone of questioning was still light. It seemed that nothing could make him change his face instantly.