Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

An hour ago, Jiang Shaoqing called and said that the Chimeng series high-end pure electric car newly launched by Yuanchi Automobile this year hit the guardrail on the highway half a month ago, the vehicle caught fire, and the owner unfortunately died.

At that time, the dealer and the headquarters immediately sent people to cooperate with the traffic police to investigate the cause of the incident. The police retrieved the surveillance footage and the speed measurement at the time and determined that the vehicle lost control due to speeding, and the high-speed collision caused the vehicle to catch fire.

The insurance company has already negotiated compensation with the family, and the matter is over.

But somehow, a large number of short videos of vehicles spontaneously catching fire in that car accident suddenly appeared on Douyin media, with crazy traffic and quickly becoming a hot topic.

For a while, the whole nation was commenting, with the criticism ranging from Yuanchi Automobile to Zhiyuan Technology, and some videos even began to attack the president Mu Qingyuan personally...

The situation became increasingly uncontrollable. Jiang Shaoqing had a vague feeling that things were somewhat out of control, so he hurriedly called Mu Qingyuan.

Mu Qingyuan got off the plane and was greeted by Jiang Shaoqing.

"What's going on? Have you found out who is targeting you?"

Mu Qingyuan has always trusted Jiang Shaoqing in matters related to public relations and sales, and has given full authority to him.

"Not yet. The enemy is too cunning. It looks like they are coming for us, but it also seems like they are not... I have no idea..."

Mu Qingyuan turned his head to glance at Jiang Shaoqing. It was the first time he heard Jiang Shaoqing admit defeat and say that he had no clue.

"Go back to the company directly and I'll check it out." Mu Qingyuan said solemnly.

This was also the reason why Jiang Shaoqing called Mu Qingyuan back to take charge.

That night, Mu Qingyuan came out of the office late at night. Jiang Shaoqing had been waiting outside the door and moved the computer directly to the workstation in the general manager's office.

"How is it, did you find out?"

Mu Qingyuan rubbed his stiff brows. His eyes were too dry, and his voice was a little hoarse. He said, "We haven't locked it down, but we have confirmed that the mastermind behind the scenes is abroad..."

"Overseas?" Jiang Shaoqing was stunned.

"Be prepared to respond. This is probably more than just a public relations matter. Let the technical department prepare a response plan. The other party may be criticizing our entire domestic new energy vehicle industry..."

In the past decade, China's new energy industry has developed rapidly. With the support of a complete industrial system, the design and manufacturing technology innovations of new energy vehicles have developed rapidly, causing a large number of traditional foreign car companies to feel the crisis.

Mu Qingyuan vaguely felt that this might be abnormal public opinion propaganda and brainwashing... but he couldn't draw a conclusion yet.

I just didn't expect that the other party would choose Yuanchi Automobile as a breakthrough point, which is somewhat unlucky.

Jiang Shaoqing half understood what he heard and said, "I'm not so unlucky that the Chimeng series has become a target, right?"

Mu Qingyuan's deep eyes hid ambition, but he was still calm.

"It is a challenge as well as an opportunity, Mr. Jiang. If you stand firm this time, Yuanchi may be able to make further progress in terms of reputation!"

Mu Qingyuan's voice was loud and clear, but full of passion. The word "Mr. Jiang" sounded like a joke, but it was not a joke, and it made Jiang Shaoqing's blood boil.

"Okay, Mr. Mu, I'll listen to you!"

In return, Jiang Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Qingyuan, still a little worried. Mu Qingyuan only said that this wave was stable. If it was not stable, the Yuanchi brand would suffer a big setback.

"Pay attention to the trend of public opinion. I guess more giants will be involved in the next step, and the opponent will increase its strength..."

Jiang Shaoqing took the reassurance and turned around to get busy.

Three days passed by unknowingly, even though Jiang Shaoqing had invested a lot of financial and human resources in trying to control public opinion on car spontaneous combustion and the insecurity of new energy batteries.

But in this Internet age where everyone is trying to get attention and there are people behind the scenes fanning the flames, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Mu Qingyuan's prediction that some auto industry giants would be dragged down has not been confirmed, and Yuanchi Auto has been fighting alone.

As the public opinion intensified, the stocks of Yuanchi Automobile Company and Zhiyuan Technology Corporation continued to fall...

As a result, the entire new energy vehicle sector of the stock market was all green.

Mu Qingyuan sat in the office, with no idea how many refills of coffee he had on the table. The cigarette flickered between his fingertips. He didn't smoke much, but he couldn't help lighting one after another.

The pressure is still very great.

The stock prices of listed companies fluctuated too much, and investors were in low spirits. Except for him and Jiang Shaoqing who were relatively calm, everyone else in the company was feeling uneasy.

Yuanchi is a brand that has only been around for a few years. Although it has the support of the traditional car company Mumbai, it still needs more customer recognition and long-term quality assurance to generate deeply bound brand value and reputation.

When Fang Xinbai knocked on the door and entered, there was a hint of worry on his face.

"Mr. Mu, the Municipal Industry and Information Technology Bureau called and asked our company to come forward and clarify as soon as possible to avoid causing greater public unrest."

Mu Qingyuan's eyebrows moved and he asked, "Did you say anything else?"

Fang Xinbai said: "No, they just said they would clarify it publicly as soon as possible."

Mu Qingyuan said: "Notify everyone to hold a press conference in three days and ask all departments to prepare."

"Yes, Mr. Mu."

An hour later, Jiang Shaoqing hurried back from outside.

"Mr. Mu, the family of the owner of the car in the accident refused to come to the scene, but I got a video statement from his wife, and we should be able to handle it at the press conference..."

Mu Qingyuan frowned and said, "It is understandable that the family members are sad and don't want to recall the past. You can't force them to do so. I sent you the technical analysis from the technical department yesterday. Have you read it?"

Jiang Shaoqing nodded with a heavy expression and said, "It's not satisfactory. There is no problem on the technical level, but the analysis is not comprehensive enough. People in the industry can understand the difficulties on the manufacturing level, but outsiders don't understand. The quality of people online varies, and it is easy for them to be led by others."

This is also the reason why Mu Qingyuan has not held a press conference yet.

"I only notified the press conference today because the city officials urged me to do so. I guess the higher-ups should have some plans, and we need to break the deadlock first."

"Just open it, don't be afraid!" Jiang Shaoqing sighed.

Mu Qingyuan nodded. There was no other choice at the moment...

After Mu Qingyuan left K University, Jian Zhinian felt lonely on the first night back home. The moment he returned home late at night and opened the door, it was pitch black and cold. There were no bright lights anymore, and no expectation of the man looking up at him under the light.

There is no more affectionate "You're back".

After Jian Zhinian washed up in a hurry, he turned on his phone at the bedside late at night and flipped through the messages Mu Qingyuan had sent him. Some reminded him to eat three meals a day, and some asked him if he had returned home late at night...

There are also complaints about the company being too busy and the subordinates not being able to help...

There were more than ten messages every day, and he replied to them one by one in the early hours of the morning.

When he is free, he will also video message Mu Qingyuan before lunch to see the man's face.

After a few days, he found that he missed Mu Qingyuan.

At first, he did not think much about Mu Qingyuan's hasty departure. He thought that Mu Qingyuan returned to S City just because he was busy with his daily work. For such a large company, it was impossible for the president to be in a different place all the time.

On this day of the graduate course, Jian Zhinian walked into the lecture hall, looked up, and found that Mu Qingan was missing.

Mu Qingan skipped class!

Not timid.

The first thing Jian Zhinian did after class was to call Li Yuanwu and ask, "This year's graduate student Mu Qing'an didn't come to class today. Did he ask for leave from you?"