Chapter 533

After Liu Xuan hung up the Mo Bureau phone, he called Yan Jiucheng.

If you want to talk about suppressing the news, you have to find Yan Jiucheng. He has people from all walks of life.

Yan Jiucheng is his father. It's an emotional relationship, but it's not enough for Liu Xuan to rely on him in a crisis.

Yan Jiucheng grew up in the army compound, but his grandfather's generation followed the leader to fight the world, and few top generals survived. This identity alone is enough for him to cover one side of the soil and water.

What's more, his father inherited his grandfather's courage and took the helm in a large oil state-owned enterprise, which was called "the rise of the wind and water".

In Yan Jiucheng's generation, it seems that he is in a bit of decline. After he came back from overseas, he first became fascinated with Taoism, then became involved in witchcraft, and then began to play various kinds of miscellaneous learning.

In the past, his name was Yan Guodong. He was just and awe inspiring. He was the pillar of the country and the son of heaven. He didn't say that Guodong was a jelly, too silly. He changed his name to Yan Jiucheng. The so-called shichengmingdiao was just right.

Naturally, it's impossible for the family to change him to the same name as the fortune teller. His ID card hasn't changed, but he has been introduced to the outside world. Over time, everyone calls him Yan Jiucheng.

Although he likes these skills, it's impossible for him to show people how to live in geomantic omen. Because he has a wide range of friends and has deep connections, what he is best at is public relations crisis.

Whether it's the public relations crisis of enterprises or the public relations crisis of politics, he can get involved.

To put it bluntly, he knows the routine of the media, and he has contacts in political circles. Because he has learned this and that over the years, he often likes to build houses, spend money and eliminate disasters. They are also connected with each other.

Not everyone can have a social networking meal, especially in the upper class. After all, when we get to the upper class, who doesn't have a social networking relationship? But Yan Jiucheng is different. His contacts are all gold.

He's a big fan of connections.

No less than five large enterprises employ him as an honorary president or honorary general manager. They support him. Everyone in the enterprise has a black background, big or small. Once he is targeted and exposed by the media, crisis public relations are extremely important. Even if there is no black background, there are new products to hold a press conference, there are new moves to expand the influence, but also need Yan Jiucheng, in case of a rainy day.

The leaders of at least ten prefecture level cities are brothers to him. It's not a clique. It's Yan Jiucheng who has a wide relationship. Listen to the ups and downs, the big leaders have some sense when they take some measures.

Not to mention other miscellaneous identities and titles.

Caesar group is one of his titles.

At this moment, the sky has not yet come out of the fish belly white, Yan Jiucheng has long been up, standing in an antique study, facing the desk, looking at the opposite person writing, mouth with a smile.

"You are really a great character." It was either the old school scholars or the high officials who could make Yan Jiucheng use the word "you".

"Make do with it." Standing in front of the desk, holding a hard pen and writing "preface to the Orchid Pavilion", the man wore an extremely ordinary black coat. When he saw the coat, he knew that he had been wearing it for many years. The cuffs were even white. He lowered his head and wrote seriously. He sighed: "in a flash, I've been practicing this for more than ten years, but I still can't write it well enough!"

"No, I'm too modest." Yan Jiucheng's words were not flattery. He was full of admiration. Looking at the preface to Lanting on the paper, he said that the characters were like his own. The characters were extremely strong but mellow.

It can be seen that it is hidden.

"Pay attention to Gao Leng's next draft. Don't overdo it." The man said, put down the pen, rubbed his hands: "don't drop the chain at the critical time."

"Yes." Yan Jiucheng quickly agreed, picked up the mobile phone to have a look.

At this time of high cold, the manuscript still stays in the video exposure of Kaiser group's Zhonghai production line. It's only half an hour, and there are a lot of messages at the bottom.

"At 4:30, the response speed of the media in our country is slow. This meeting has not received much media attention, and only a few of them have been forwarded." Yan Jiucheng put the mobile phone into his pocket: "everything is normal."

Two people continue to chat, Yan Jiucheng continues to pay attention to, and that person continues to practice the word.

Ding Ding Ding, Yan Jiucheng's mobile phone rings a lot. He takes it up and looks at it. He grins and waves his mobile phone: "Liu Xuan."

"90% of the time, it's a big deal, it's a big deal!" As soon as he answered the phone, he heard that Liu Xuan was forced to the corner to cry for help: "my rotten meat has been exposed! High cold exposure! That's the day

It seems that even spittle star son, all flew out from Yan Jiucheng's phone.

"What?" Yan Jiucheng's voice was shocked and surprised. It also showed the confused feeling that he had just been woken up: "Gao Leng, that grandson... Don't panic! Don't panic. Let me see the time. It's only half past four. There's time. "

"90%, although it's only 4:30, I see several media forwarding it! He photographed the whole process, and NIMA also photographed the carrion being transported from under my eyes. The labor and capital also solemnly introduced that "Caesar's production line is first-class, and our meat is first-class." you said, didn't you say that it was killing me? "Liu Xuan's voice grew louder and louder with a cry.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I'll mediate for you. What? You'll prepare some money. You're concerned about people's livelihood and food safety. You're concerned about it. It's hard for the emperor to mediate. You can't hold the money." Yan Jiucheng said.

Liu Xuan took a deep breath, gnashing his teeth: "90%, I'll give it to you, you can rest assured, 100 million."

Yan Jiucheng's expression was slightly stunned, 100 million, which exceeded his imagination.

"One hundred million, you help me press down the news. When it's down, brother, I'm very grateful to you alone! You are my brother, my brother Liu Xuan grabs Yan Jiucheng like a straw.

After high cold, he had another brother.

"A hundred million..." Yan Jiucheng's voice is very greedy, a hundred million, down such a news, more than enough: "OK, give it to me."

After hanging up, Yan Jiucheng sighed: "do you know? Liu Xuan can make a hundred million. "

The hard pen with calligraphy on the opposite side suddenly stopped: "so many? It seems that this man embezzles public funds! "

They look at each other and smile.

Ding Ding Ding, Yan Jiucheng's phone rings again, and he answers it.

"Brother Yan, what the hell! There is something wrong with the goods we transported from the east port of the imperial capital to the general warehouse of Zhonghai city. The canvas behind a truck has been torn open, and even the aluminum box sealed with carrion has been cracked. It's artificial. "

"Artificial?" Yan Jiucheng's face became serious and very nervous.

"Maybe it's a ghost. They all say it's a ghost!"

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