A surprise surprise for a multi-golden man

When he got home, Bi Xiaocong took a shower and fell asleep. He didn't say a word to Ai Ju during the period, which made him very depressed, so the night seemed very long.

The next day was Saturday, and the assistants came over early in the morning. The three squatted in the study to catch up on comics, but the lead writer was thoughtful and sighed from time to time.

"Brother Ai, do you have something to worry about?" Xiao Ou asked.

"Draw your picture, don't give me money." After he finished speaking, he picked up his teacup and left the study.

Back in the bedroom, he saw that Duo Jinnan was still sleeping, like a precious Persian cat, which made him very fond of it.

At this time, the cell phone next to the pillow rang, and Boss Bi was woken up immediately. He touched the phone and closed his eyes and asked, "Hello?" .

"Boss, there is something wrong with the hotel management company. The CEO suddenly proposed to resign. The situation is very chaotic." Xiao Deng has never dealt with such an urgent matter, and she is in a hurry. The boss has not been in the company for several days. When is this guy going to finish his vacation?

Bi Xiaocong opened his eyes immediately: "Let them wait first, I'll go there right away, is the vice president Lao Zhu still there?"

"That's what he came to tell me about the situation. He didn't know the situation beforehand. He also said that the company's accounts are in a mess. You have to supervise the financial department to check the accounts overnight. The chairman just called and said that you have full power to deal with it. He has already Approved the resignation of Lao Zhou." She was completely speechless to the chairman, and after leaving for so many days, it seemed that she no longer wanted to take care of the company's mess.

Bi Xiaocong sat up, pressed the speakerphone, and said while putting on his clothes: "Thank you, please coordinate a little bit more. I should be there in an hour. I'm going to wash up first. Send me a message if you need anything." After hanging up the phone, he rushed into the bathroom. This was the last thing he wanted to see, because he was not familiar with the business of the hotel management company, which had been losing money, and Lao Zhou probably felt helpless, but Does he have this ability?

"Shall I go with you?" the cartoonist standing at the door asked, he still felt uneasy.

"No... that guy was arrested by the police, and he won't be able to get out for a while. I'm brushing my teeth. I'll talk about it when I come back." Bi Xiaocong ignored his personal relationship issues, and now the company's business is NO. [-]. Others have to go to the back row.

"Oh......Call me if you have something to do, I'm off to work." In terms of business, he can't help at all, so it's better not to make trouble for others, and now he needs to get the new series done and consolidate his current situation. With a certain status, if he really became famous, it would not be a big problem to earn tens of thousands a month. This would more or less shorten the gap between him and the beauty.

The person who was busy brushing his teeth nodded, took a saliva and continued to rinse his mouth.

When he arrived at the hotel management company in the East Third Ring Road, he immediately went to have a meeting with the vice president and several high-level executives.

During the period, I originally wanted to smoke, but thought I had a child in my stomach, so I held back and asked the secretary to buy cappuccino instead.

"There are such big loopholes in the company's books, why didn't you tell me earlier?" He saw that the top of the financial statements was about to burst, with a loss of hundreds of millions, no profit for three consecutive years, and has been dragging other companies. Back legs, my dad used to use the profits of other companies to fill this big hole, and now this hole is getting bigger and bigger, so big that it can no longer be filled.

"In the past, Lao Zhou and the chairman personally dealt with it. Now that Lao Zhou has left, we have to explain the matter. We are also very embarrassed!" The medicine can save him, he might as well fend for himself after the matter is settled.

Bi Xiaocong rested his chin and thought hard for a long time before saying: "I will talk to the chairman tonight to see if there is any other way. You will continue to operate as usual... This month, all the business of the Qinhuangdao Club will be suspended, and the staff will be dismissed. Just give compensation for three months, one day of delay is a waste of one day's funds, this burden must be thrown away."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." Lao Zhu heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. In the past, the chairman couldn't make up his mind. He always thought he could turn around, so he persisted for three years. Now it's time to stop.

Bi Xiaocong added another sentence: "You hold a mobilization meeting and say that if someone is willing to leave the company, you have to say hello one month in advance and suspend all recruitment." It's the boss, if you can save it, you can save it. This time Lao Zhou must have a new place to go, and I'm afraid he will take a group of people with him.

In the CEO office of the hotel management company, Duo Jinnan practiced with his father who was traveling far away in Italy, told him everything, and asked bluntly: "If you let me manage the business, I will sell it. Qinhuangdao, or even the entire hotel management company, otherwise you will come back and preside over the overall situation.”

The father on the other side of the phone was leisurely: "Since I leave it to you, you can decide for yourself. I'm old and I don't want to ask about the company anymore."

"Okay, then I'll start looking for a buyer. I'm off to work. Take care of your health." In fact, he had expected these words a long time ago. He let go of the shopkeeper, and as a daughter, he has to inherit his father's business. Can you not do it, damn it!

Bi Xiaocong sat in the office for a long time before he left with his purse in his hands. He had too many worries recently, and he had no time to sort them out. Now he was even more anxious.

In the evening, when I drove back to the apartment, Zhou Chang called before going upstairs, saying that he was waiting for him at home, so he quickly ran to the elevator, but Chen from the research institute said that he should not mention them to anyone. How to explain it to your friends?

He opened the door, changed and took off his shoes, and when he came to the living room, he saw Ai Ju chatting with the doctor.

"Xiao Cong, I have been worried about you. It seems that the matter has been resolved." Dr. Zhou smiled when he saw the master came back. What he heard was edited and adapted by someone, saying that the police arrived in time to save Boss Bi was in a crisis, but it was strange that such a major case happened, but the media didn't mention it at all.

"Yeah, I'm fine...you sit and I go change clothes first." He winked at the cartoonist, signaling for him to have a private chat with him. Could it be that this person has told everything?

Ai Ju said with a good temper: "I'm going to make tea, wait a moment."

The two entered the bedroom side by side, and Duo Jinnan closed the door.

Zhou Chang, who was sitting on the sofa, was a little confused. Could it be that these two had a fight?

"You told him already, are you crazy?" Boss Bi put the Institute on a blacklist of the same level as terrorists, and he absolutely didn't want to have anything to do with them again.

"I didn't. I just told him that the police solved the case. I didn't mention anything about the research institute. I don't want to add any more details. Your safety is more important than anything else." Today he thought for a long time, if Xiao Cong insisted on removing the child and removing the uterus, and he had no right to object, because this in itself was difficult for others, but his heart still hurt.

"That's good...you make tea, I'm changing." He breathed a sigh of relief, and took off his white shirt and gray trousers, but the cartoonist hugged him tightly from behind. .