Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Mr. Cheng,"

In the conference room, Wen Zihan sat leisurely on the office chair, playing with the agate wrench in his hand, while casually poking at the shivering Cheng Shi.

His eyes swayed slightly, "I heard recently that your company bought and took a lot of MS02 for its little singers. I wonder if this news is true?"

"...How is this possible!"

Cheng Shi panicked and quickly denied, "That's illegal, we don't..."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to hold you accountable."

Wen Zihan's smile suddenly deepened, "I came here with full sincerity to cooperate with you."

As soon as the words fell, the assistant beside Wen Zihan stepped forward and handed Cheng Shi a check for 50 million.

Cheng Shi's eyes almost popped out.

After a pause, he finally asked vigilantly, "Mr. Wen, what exactly do you mean?"

"It's simple."

Wen Zihan changed his legs and raised his brows slightly, "I want Xiang Xing to take all the materials of MS02."

"Of course, you only need to hand over the information, and then I will remove you completely."

After he said that, he paused, and then suddenly changed the conversation, "Otherwise, you will have to wait for the police search warrant."

"..."

Cheng Shi suddenly panicked.

Of course she knows that if the company is found out, it will definitely be severely punished...

For the peace of the whole company, Cheng Shi gritted his teeth and could only turn around and leave, and went back to the office to get the materials.

"Ah."

Seeing this scene, Wen Zihan successfully curled his lips into a smile.

He took advantage of the situation and pulled Meng Haitang next to him to sit on his lap, kissed her cheek, and said in a drunken voice, "Baby, are you satisfied now?"

"I'm still a little upset."

Meng Haitang rolled her eyes angrily, but the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't be restrained at all.

The two teased each other, and then directly warmed up in the conference room.

...

Cheng Shi on the other end was not in such a good mood.

She sat in front of the computer, surrounded by various papers.

The whole person was full of astonishment.

That's right.

All the data and backups of MS02 in the company, even the stock of MS02, are gone!

And it disappeared without a trace, as if they never bought it!

what's going on……

When Cheng Shi was depressed, the mobile phone on the table rang.

A very familiar voice came from the other end of the receiver.

"Manager Cheng, Wen Zihan and Meng Haitang, are now in your Sanzijing conference room, right?"

"..."

Cheng Shi was silent for a while, and finally narrowed his eyes suddenly.

She knew who moved the hands and feet.

However, the other party did not wait for her to answer, and then continued to speak.

"This troublesome matter, I will help you deal with it, what should I do next, I shouldn't need to remind me?"

"..."

Cheng Shi continued to be silent.

After a long time, she sighed and said, "What do you want."

"What I want, Agent Cheng should know very well."

After the other party finished speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

Leaving Cheng Shi holding his phone, he was in a trance.

After a long while, she gritted her teeth, and finally stood up silently and returned to the conference room.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen... We haven't had any contact with MS02."

...

After finishing everything, Si Fan returned to the recording studio with a bucket of golden arches.

However, he found that his little guy was lying on the table like a salted fish and slept darkly.

The hands holding the lyrics fell down weakly, only the soft cheeks were drooping on the table, squeezed round.