novelones Chapter 208: Putting the blame on
Chapter 208: Putting the blame on
With Gu Yuze personally involved, the signing of the marine trade agreement between GM and the United States was a complete success. After the stock market soared, the entire Ocean Group was in an extremely busy working state, and the employees at the headquarters basically had three meals a day in the office.
The surging profits require reasonable expenditure and management, new industries are gaining momentum, and the pressure of transformation of old industries is becoming increasingly urgent.
After Bai Shan finished handling the business at hand, he turned around and took a stack of documents and rushed to the vice president's office.
He really couldn't bear to have such an idler in the company, who couldn't be beaten, scolded, or left alone.
The door was not closed, Bai Shan directly pushed the door and entered with a cold face.
"Munan, you put this information today—" Baishan's words got stuck in his throat, his marble-like carved face froze, and a coldness flashed across his eyes.
The vice president's office is spacious, bright and luxurious. Baishan can see two people on the soft white leather sofa at a glance. Mu Nan is like a harmless kitten nestled in Gu Yuze's arms.
A string of black lines instantly fell on Baishan's forehead. In broad daylight, he came here to fall in love. Does he really regard his Ocean Group as a dating treasure?
"Vampire, why are you looking for me?" Mu Nan turned his head, clasped Gu Yuze's arm with his claws, looked over Gu Yuze's shoulder, saw a thick stack of documents in Baishan's hand, and frowned, "I don't want Haiyang The group is bankrupt, Baishan, don't show me these broken documents in your hand, and don't let me make big decisions."
Gu Yuze raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a gentle voice: "No, you must learn the basic economic principles, and they will be useful in the future."
As the wife of the future president of GM Group, Mu Nan can't be an economic idiot.
"I'm not interested. I want to sleep just looking at the gaudy stock market and real estate." Mu Nan shook his head, resolutely refusing.
"From now on, I'll teach you a little bit every day. Could it be that with your IQ, you can't even learn this little knowledge?" Gu Yuze made indirect remarks and deliberately guided.
Mu Nan still resisted: "I have other things to do now, I will learn later, there is no rush."
Baishan seemed to be ignored by the two intimate people on the sofa, Gan stood by the door, watching Mu Nan cheerily sing against Gu Yuze, Baishan almost became a cold statue.
The poor file bag was slammed on the desk, and Bai Shantou did not leave, and ordered in a cold voice: "This is the next public welfare dance of the group. It will be organized by you and the external relations department. No mistakes are allowed."
Mu Nan blinked: "Public welfare ball?"
Before he had time to ask a few more questions, Baishan had already left in a cold air, leaving no soil behind.
Mu Nan took out the thick document bag, and after planning a few pages, his mind was already in a mess.Numerous personnel and guests, on-site purchases, etiquette norms.
I have never eaten pigs, and I have seen pigs run.Mu Nan followed Gu Yuze to many so-called dance parties in the past. These extravagant and crystal-clear activities always contained the core of interests and marriage.
Eyeballs rolled around, Mu Nan put the plan in Gu Yuze's hands flatteringly, thought for two seconds, and asked crisply: "Brother Yuze, can you do me a favor?"
The weird and treacherous "Brother Yuze" came out of Mu Nan's mouth, and there was a feeling of horror.
Gu Yuze had goose bumps all over his body, his nerves trembled, and he almost threw the person in his arms out.
"You, what did you call me?" Gu Yuze squinted his eyes, not sure that he would hear these four words from Mu Nan's mouth.
Mu Nan has many ways to address Gu Yuze. He usually calls him by his full name [Gu Yuze], when he is angry he calls him [surnamed Gu] or [devil], occasionally he calls him [Young Master] on a whim, and when he secretly scolds him, he calls him [Gu Yuze]. [Scum] [Bastard].
But it was the first time I heard Mu Nan call him [Brother Yuze].
It felt like Gu Yuze had heard the scariest ghost story.
Mu Nan grinned, and said cheekily: "That girl Lu Shishi taught me that men like this name--it doesn't matter, the brain-intensive low-level work of organizing the dance party is not worth my shrewd brain. Thinking, you found someone to help me deal with it, did you succeed?"
Gu Yuze has always disdained such trivial things that take up the time between the two of them. After a brief phone call, Director Wang Jing of GM Group has become the chief planner of the dance.
"Stay away from Baishan in the future, it's not easy for him." Gu Yuze squeezed her fingers, soft and soft, and couldn't let go.
He understands Bai Shan very well, he is not like that kind of sentimental person at all, this kind of indifferent bystander who is my only respect, actually comes to look for his little fox every now and then, who knows what Bai Shan is worried about.
Mu Nan's dark eyes looked at Gu Yuze, and a cunning flashed across his eyes: "Let me ask a question, Baishan shouldn't be afraid of death, right?"
"Why are you asking this?" Gu Yuze raised his eyebrows in displeasure.
"I remember the first time I met him, there was a lot of gangsters around him. This kind of person must have power behind the scenes." Mu Nan smiled slyly, "If you use him as a target, no one will die."
Mo Lei is suspicious by nature, instead of being afraid of revealing his flaws every day, it is better to take the initiative to provide Mo Lei with a suspect.
Bai Shan's vicious, cold, mean, domineering "undercover" is the best choice to divert attention.
No matter how high an IQ Gu Yuze is, he still can't figure out Mu Nan's weird words. Just by looking at her cute little eyes, she can tell that she is thinking of a plan to deal with some poor people.
"Don't worry, people like Baishan who only focus on interests and groups, and have no emotions, have always had a hard life." Gu Yuze moved closer, and his thin lips fell steadily.
The crystal clear floor-to-ceiling windows cast sunlight into the room.
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On the other side, before Bai Shan returned to his office, his subordinates sent a message saying that Director Wang Jing had been appointed as the chief planner of the Haiyang Group charity ball.
Holding the refined mobile phone, Bai Shan almost crushed the screen.
Cursed inwardly, Gu Yuze, you really have no spine!Sooner or later, he will die in the gentle hometown of Mu Nan, a brat!
At the beginning, he was mentally ill, so he regarded this kind of person who valued sex and neglected career as his lifelong enemy.
Feeling depressed for a while, my mind is filled with the ambiguous scene of two people hugging and kissing on the white leather sofa. These two people are clearly in love with each other deeply, and dog food is scattered all over the mountains and plains.
Bai Shan turned around directly, and walked to the nearest finance department to relax.
There were people coming and going in the finance department, elite men and women in suits and leather shoes were busy, and there was an endless stream of voices answering the phone.These young and talented elites are full of dedication and love for their work.
The boredom in Bai Shan's heart finally disappeared, look, this is the state that a member of the company should have.This little girl, Mu Nan, has nothing to do all day long, and eating vegetarian food in his corpse is a waste of his resources!
Baishan inspected several times, and the employees of the finance department were all trembling, lest something might go wrong.
All the employees knew that their president, who always had a cold face, was definitely not someone to mess with.A slight mistake will be magnified by Baishan's pair of 24K titanium alloy eyes, turning around is a dismissal letter.
Today, the CEO looked very strange, with the words "Don't let strangers in, I'm angry" written inside and out, the sky over the finance department was cloudy, and someone even secretly called Director Mo Lei who was out.
As a result, Baishan didn't say anything, stayed for 10 minutes, and walked away.
Everyone: .
Boss Bai is so strange today.
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"Mr. Mo, that's how it happened. The president didn't do anything, so he just came here to inspect a few times. The look in his eyes seems to have two hockey pucks in his eye sockets."
The little staff vividly described the president's trip this afternoon, and even remembered how many steps he walked and farted in Baishan.
Mo Lei nodded gently, and handed the folder to the little employee: "I see, you take this document to the HR department."
The small staff left respectfully and closed the door for Mo Lei intimately.
The moment the door closed, the gentleness and composure on Mo Lei's face disappeared, leaving boundless coldness.
Scanning around, there was no sign of the tables and chairs being moved.
He quickly walked to the wall of books and took out a book in the deepest part of the third row. The invisible monitor on the side seal of the book had been scrapped!Mo Lei then took out the business vocabulary on the top of the book wall, and the small list in the gap disappeared.
Someone had broken into his office, hacked his monitors, and stolen a small list of his recent trips.
He silently supported the frame of the gold-rimmed glasses with his fingers, and the lenses reflected the cold light, blocking the gloom in his eyes.
The Yankee disappeared mysteriously the day before yesterday, and now there are traces of theft in his office. It seems that the undercover agent has infiltrated the Ocean Group deeply.
"Which brat could it be?" Mo Lei leaned against the wall of the book, calmly pondering and reasoning with the inexhaustible consciousness in his mind:
This undercover agent is in the same group as him, is familiar with the internal structure of the group, and is an executive with more leisure time.
This undercover agent knows his itinerary and is proficient in self-defense and fighting skills. He has appeared in the finance department in the past two days and looks very tall.
This undercover should be a man. How can there be a female soldier in the Chinese special forces capable of this kind of undercover job?The highest part of the book wall is a certain distance from the ground, and only tall men can reach out and touch the book.
All the clues circled in his mind. After a long time, the mirror reflected a cold light, and a name gradually appeared in Mo Lei's mind:
【White Mountain】
This Baishan grew up abroad, but there is no information about his study abroad.
This Bai Shan, tall and cold, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, must have received special training, and he has been to the finance department a lot recently.
"Is it really Baishan?" Mo Lei said to himself, the young master of the Bai family rarely appeared in front of the world, and very few people really knew him.
Maybe this Baishan is really a special undercover agent trained by the Chinese military.
He had been skeptical of Asians before, and rarely considered Europeans.
In the future, he needs to be cautious. Once he finds evidence that Bai Shan is an undercover agent, Mo Lei will never show mercy.
I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!
Mo Lei took out his encrypted phone and dialed a number: "It's me, check me for information on Shenghua Baishan immediately, the more detailed the better."
Poor Bai Shan didn't realize that he was involved in a shocking case.