Chapter 2355

Before Lu Kang detonated two bombs in the abandoned shipyard, although Pei Chuan had sent people to suppress the real situation at that time, it still did not stop the curiosity of the public.

A reporter from a tabloid specialized in sales has quietly found out the general situation, and immediately added fuel and vinegar to make a good meal.

In their writing, Murong Huai has completely become a scumbag who has been in chaos and abandoned until the end. Lu Kang, who was so angry that he became a concubine, was blown to pieces with a bomb, leaving no bones left.

Such a gimmick naturally triggered a carnival among people who didn't know the truth. The explosion at the abandoned shipyard immediately became the number one hot search, and there were countless comments below.

"Isn't it? The handsome and handsome President Murong was actually killed by the bomb? That's the girl of my dreams!"

"So go meet your lover in your dream, maybe it's bloody and bloody, you don't even dare to look at it."

"Can you keep some morals in life? People are so miserable, why don't you speak so meanly?"

"Hehe, how can the upstairs be considered mean? I heard that it was because the self-proclaimed rich and rich president got other women's stomachs big, so he was blown to death, and the proper scumbag turned into a scumbag!"

"Before you find out the truth, don't mess around with the team, lest you get slapped in the face."

The public opinion among netizens is relatively good. After all, they are just keyboard warriors typing on the keyboard, and their positions have little effect on reality.

But Murong Huai's company is not so peaceful.

They had just experienced the turmoil of the company being transferred to Yun's Group before, and finally welcomed Murong Huai back to regroup, but they heard the rumors of Murong Huai's tragic death.

The major shareholders suddenly couldn't sit still, anxious like ants on a hot pot.

They called Murong Huai one after another, but no matter how many times they called, no one answered.

This made them panic even more. They frantically called the president's special assistant, but the reply they got was that the president was going abroad for training and told them to wait patiently.

Panic spread like poisonous gas in the Murong Group Company. Everyone speculated about Murong Huai's recent situation, suspecting that he was really gone with the explosion of the bomb as rumored outside.

Some shareholders who couldn't bear it even began to secretly sell the shares of Murong Huai Group, causing the stock price of Murong Huai Group to plummet.

Pei Chuan naturally knew the situation of the group company clearly.

However, he was not good at dealing with these trivial business matters, and he was a little helpless with such a change. After careful consideration, he decided to ask Jun Mengyao for help.

After all, before Murong Huai returned to the group company, it was Jun Mengyao who was actually in charge of the Murong Group.

Pei Chuan walked towards the special care room with his head in a state of desperation. From a distance, he saw Jun Mengyao sitting in front of Murong Huai's hospital bed with a tired face. His expression was extremely sad. It seemed that he didn't sleep last night.

After pondering for two seconds, Pei Chuan tapped the window glass lightly, trying to get Jun Mengyao's attention.

There was a slight knocking sound, and Jun Mengyao looked up when she heard the sound, and saw Pei Chuan standing outside the glass window waving to her. Then she stood up on the side of the bed, opened the door and walked out.

Jun Mengyao looked at Pei Chuan, and asked him silently with his eyes: What's the matter?

"Miss Jun, recently the group company has panicked because of the president's affairs. During the critical period, I hope you can come out and help manage the overall situation."

Pei Chuan always speaks quickly, without beating around the bush, and speaks directly.

Jun Mengyao frowned slightly, and asked uncertainly, "Is there any rumor in the company?"

"Yes," Pei Chuan nodded helplessly, "Those directors heard some gossip and asked to see the president, and they were very restless when I refused."

Jun Mengyao was originally a business genius. Hearing Pei Chuan's words, she instantly understood the seriousness of the matter.

She put away the weakness on her face before, and agreed heartily, "Okay!"

Right now Murong Huai is still lying there uncertain of life or death, the group company is in chaos, she is obliged to do so.

Seeing that Jun Mengyao directly agreed, Pei Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his impression of Jun Mengyao changed a lot, "Then work hard, Miss Jun, please take care of the company's turmoil."

"It should be," Jun Mengyao replied lightly, turned to look at Murong Huai who was lying on the hospital bed, and then entrusted Pei Chuan, "Here, please take care of me. As long as he shows signs of waking up, please call him immediately." Call me."

"Don't worry, Miss Jun," Pei Chuan straightened his back, "Our president is not that fragile, and we will definitely survive this disaster!"

Pei Chuan said this very loudly, but he didn't know whether he said it purely for Jun Mengyao or for himself.

After all, according to Murong Huai's current situation, if he wants to wake up, he may really only hope for a miracle.

But even so, Jun Mengyao, like Pei Chuan, was silently waiting for a miracle to happen.

In order to turn the tide, Jun Mengyao had to leave the special care room temporarily, and rushed towards the Murong Group vigorously.

Changing back to her professional attire, she is capable and shrewd, her tidy makeup hides all the worries in her heart, and she doesn't want to let others see the slightest sadness.

Meanwhile, Pei Chuan stayed in the special care room to take care of Murong Huai. At the same time, he paid a lot of money to hire a well-known detoxification expert and a well-known brain expert to come to diagnose and treat Murong Huai.

When Jun Mengyao appeared at the gate of the Murong Group, her figure immediately attracted people's attention. Especially those subordinates she had brought before, all greeted her respectfully, "Mr. Jun."

"En." Jun Mengyao nodded formulaically, and walked towards the president's office on her exquisite high heels.

Her face carried the alienation of a high-ranking person, her steps were leisurely and resolute, and her aura was particularly compelling.

The president on the top floor was noisy outside, and a group of people could be seen from a distance around the door.

"No matter what, we have to see the president today, so don't use those words to perfuse me!"

"That's right, it's just a little secretary, do you know the rules? As directors of the company, meeting the president is the most reasonable request!"

"That's right, get out of the way quickly and let us go into the president's office! We won't be leaving if we don't see the president today!"

Several leading shareholders were making noise at the door, their greasy faces were annoying, and it also made the president's secretary guarding the door in a dilemma, not knowing how to deal with it at all.

Jun Mengyao lowered her face, walked over, and cast a steady voice of silver bells, "I thought I came to the vegetable market, but it turned out that several directors came to visit, so I am really disappointed!"

The mocking voice was extremely cold, but it made the directors who were still noisy just now turn pale.

When Jun Mengyao took control of the Murong Group before, she had already subdued them to manage them. This made her familiar voice suppress their arrogance immediately.

While Jun Mengyao was speaking, she had already arrived at the door of the president's office. The secretary of the president's office, who was blocking the door with his arms outstretched, was obviously relieved when he saw her, and bowed respectfully to her, "Hello Junte."