President Mo: Need to Work Hard

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10 nights. Hai Rui's CEO's office is still on.

Although Fang Yu was overseas for his wedding, as soon as he heard that Hai Rui was in trouble, he immediately returned to Beijing after it was done. As expected, Mo Ting was still in the office and had yet to return home.

As Mo Ting lifted his head to look at Fang Yu, his voice sounded flat, "Why are you back?"

"Uh ..." seeing the unfazed expression on Mo Ting's face, Fang Yu was at a loss for words as he touched his forehead, "I think the matter is a bit difficult to deal with ... "It doesn't seem as urgent as I thought. Since you already have a solution, why don't you go home?"

"Can't you see how worried I am?" asked Mo Ting.

From the look in Mo Ting's eyes, Fang Yu finally understood; he pretended to be anxious so that the board of directors would hold a meeting. Rarely did he get a chance to do spring cleaning. Since the opportunity was in his hands, he would make good use of it.

"What's your countermeasure?"

"Let them taste their own medicine!" Mo Ting used one simple sentence to answer Fang Yu's question.

While netizens waited for Hai Rui to apologize and take responsibility, they never considered the fact that the fight between fans had nothing to do with Hai Rui.

At the same time, they also thought Tangning would admit to her mistake and step out to fix the atmosphere. But, in reality, Tangning had little to do with this situation. Because, Manager Mo hasn't said anything yet, he, of course, doesn't need to say it either. Let alone the fact that the Tang Fans were innocent from the start.

If he comes out, it means he admits that his fans have made a mistake.

So, the PR announcement released overnight by Hai Rui, was simple: they had contacted the police and the police were currently investigating the truth behind the incident. They'll let the law handle it.

As soon as the announcement was released, Yue Fans immediately began to protest. They thought the truth was clear and Hai Rui was trying to avoid responsibility.

However, there were some people who believed Hai Rui had made the right choice. Yes, it was true that Yue Fan was injured, but the Tang Fans were no better either. Fighting is the fault of both sides. Demanding an apology is only from one side, very unfair. So, contacting the police is the best solution.

However, anyone who knew Mo Ting would know that he was deliberately stalling for time.

By submitting everything to the law...

...he only uses the law as a PR shield.

If anyone questioned him, he would just say everything was in accordance with the law.

Like this, Mo Ting gained complete control of the situation.

Of course, Mo Ting was famous for acting lightning-fast, so his abnormal gentle approach this time was barely considered a good PR tactic in the eyes of the Board of Directors. So the next day, more than 30% of the board asked for a meeting.

In reality, ever since Hai Rui first formed, worse things had happened. Something so insignificant does not usually deserve the attention of the board of directors. But the provocation from J-King had increased with time and Mo Ting had made too many exceptions for Tangning. So, the shareholders couldn't help but suspect that Mo Ting had been blinded by***, thus being distracted from running the business properly.

Before Mo Ting left the house, Tangning helped him adjust his suit in front of the mirror. His eyes contained a slight sense of discomfort.

Mo Ting grabbed her right wrist and pulled her over for a kiss, "What are you worried about?"

"Today's meeting..."

"Is this something you should be worried about?" Mo Ting removed Tangning's wrist and swapped it for her waist, "Don't you think I enjoy this game of cat and mouse?"

Tangning leaned into Mo Ting's embrace. Although he was clear about his abilities, it was natural for him to worry.

"Why did you suddenly mention this?" Tangning lifted her head and asked. "I'm ready..."

Mo Ting gently stroked Tangning's ink-black hair. He couldn't bear to see her in pain, so he determined, "I'll help you lay the foundation for your path. Don't worry."

The couple understood each other. Most of the time, Mo Ting didn't need to say much, because no matter what he did, Tangning would understand. Meanwhile, all Tangning had done was give Mo Ting a reason to counterattack.

"My fans are currently busy with charity work. They even set up a website for fundraising."

"You taught them well."

Tangning smiled knowing that Mo Ting already understood her intentions. Without a word, she broke free from Mo Ting's embrace, "You better go. The meeting will begin soon."

When it comes to black belly, the couple is surprisingly consistent.

It's time to wait for a good show to open.

...

10 am. Hai Rui meeting room.

Before Mo Ting arrived, the old shareholders all expressed their displeasure at Mo Ting's handling of the fan violence incident. Hai Rui has been in the industry for many years and their reputation has always been good. Never before have they been reported trying to avoid responsibility. However, because Tangning was involved, Mo Ting handled the matter in the most gentle of ways.

"It is controversial for the President to be the personal manager of a mere model. This time, did he disregard Hai Rui's reputation because of her?" one of the shareholders complained.

"Didn't you guys notice Mo Ting has changed a lot lately?" the second shareholder chimed in as he slammed his hand into the meeting table.

"If things continue like this and Tangning asks Hai Rui, will she give it to her? She is a fox like that ..."

"I've gathered some information here, it's proof Mo Ting used his position to help Tangning," the person who provided the information was none other than J-King's father, Director Ceng.

Not long ago, Lu Che tried to contact her, but she used the excuse that she was overseas to ignore him. In reality, she rejected Mo Ting.

A group of directors handed the information over as their faces filled with shock.

"How can we let this continue?"

"If this continues, Hai Rui will be destroyed sooner or later."

"What will be destroyed?" Mo Ting's heavy voice suddenly echoed from the doorway. The directors quickly stored the information in their hands and threw awkward faces away.

Mo Ting sneered and sat in the CEO position. But his gaze was focused on the information they were trying to hide, "May I see it?"

The shareholders were a little surprised but handed over the information obediently.

Mo Ting casually flipped through several pages and threw the information aside, "What? Are you trying to question my authority with this as an excuse?"

"Mo Ting, don't you think you should give everyone an explanation?"

"What do I need to explain?" Mo Ting asked back as he stared intently at Director Ceng. "I can give you a reasonable explanation if you wish, but before I do that .. I'd like to ask Director Ceng what his son who wrote himself is doing, I'd like to ask Director Ceng what he's doing, self-directed, J-King?"