Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Wu Xuefeng looked at the scene at the door, and his legs were shaking. This time, he didn't need to ask, he knew how these reporters came.

Needless to say, it must have been arranged by Huaqing Holdings Company.

I used this method to deal with Jianhua Village, and others turned around and used the same method, making me suffer the consequences.

But there was no other way. Wu Xuefeng put down the phone in a daze, then straightened his clothes and prepared to welcome the reporters.

The guard was not as courageous as the one in Jianhua Village. He dared to throw away the reporter's camera and beat the reporter.

He also didn't have the courage. Since he couldn't stop it and the reporters had already rushed in, he could only deal with it.

But I saw the broken teacup on the ground again.

He quickly squatted down and called the office director to pack these things together.

"Ah." The house leaked and it rained all night. It was a blessing and misfortunes never come singly. As soon as I started, my hand was injured by the fragments of the tea cup.

Although the wound was not big, the pain was excruciating when the fingers were connected to the heart.

Xinxing Feed Factory used a combination of punches to knock him out early in the morning.

Put pressure on him from all aspects, report him and let the relevant departments come over to check his accounts. Steal his customers from the mall. From the media side, reporters are hired to create public opinion.

"Mr. Wu, I'll clean it up, I'll clean it up." The office director hurriedly cleaned up, and finally did it before the reporter arrived.

"Okay, if you do this, take the reporters to the conference room. I'll be there right away..." Wu Xuefeng prepared to give himself a buffer time.

But the reporters didn't give it to him. Before he finished speaking, the reporters came in.

"Mr. Wu, I am a reporter from Longcheng Evening News. I would like to interview you..."

"Mr. Wu, I am a reporter from the Provincial Daily..."

"Mr. Wu..." Reporters holding microphones swarmed in. The office director refused to leave even if he wanted to, and was blocked inside.

Wu Xuefeng wanted to smile to greet these uncrowned kings, but unfortunately the smile was uglier than crying.

You asked me if I could do an interview? Are you asking? The microphone was in my mouth, and I said no, will you leave if I don’t have time?

No, it's okay. You're all here, and you didn't even stay for me when the doorman called. Why are you saying such hypocritical things?

But he still nodded and said yes, we can do the interview.

"Mr. Wu, I heard that there is tax evasion in our feed factory. I would like to ask, how do you explain this?" A reporter asked, starting with such a sharp question. Looking at the flashing red light of the camera, Wu Xuefeng swallowed the curse words on his lips, and then said angrily: "It's nothing. How is this possible? There is no such thing. I, Wu Xuefeng, will never do such a thing. , I am

A good citizen who abides by the law and pays taxes. "

However, no matter what Wu Xuefeng said, it was as if the reporter had determined that something was wrong with Xuefeng Feed Factory.

The questions asked were more tricky than the last.

"Mr. Wu, I heard that the feed factory..."

"Mr. Wu..." Soon cold sweat broke out on Wu Xuefeng's head involuntarily. He couldn't cope anymore.

"Bang." The door was pushed open, and people from the relevant departments came over.

"Mr. Wu, please ask your company's financial personnel to cooperate with us. We need his cooperation in some investigations."

No matter how much Wu Xuefeng explains, it is not as useful as having an investigator's work permit.

What's more, it seems like people came here just to be interviewed.

When reporters gathered around, the leader with his work permit had already started talking.

"I'm from the relevant department. I received a report call this morning, so I came over to check..."

"The specific situation is not clear yet, but we do not rule out the possibility of what you mentioned. However, the investigation has not been completed yet, and we have not reached a conclusion yet."

"Yes, we will focus on checking the issue you raised. If there is indeed a problem in this area at Xuefeng Feed Factory, we will definitely deal with it seriously..."

The staff didn't say much, but the reporters got what they wanted.

Wu Xuefeng already roughly knows how these reporters will report today when they return.

"What?" When interviewing Xuefeng Feed Factory, the person in charge of the feed factory, Wu Xuefeng, was evasive and did not answer directly.

I happened to meet the person in charge of a certain unit who was inspecting, and the other person said that there might be such a problem, what happened to Xuefeng Feed Factory..."

Reporters, of course they exaggerated, otherwise, people would not be willing to read newspapers.

There is nothing that can tell you one, two, three, let alone someone speaking to express the possibility.

Not to mention, it must be something serious.

Wu Xuefeng's legs went weak and he was about to fall down on the chair, but he held on to the table and controlled it.

Otherwise, maybe tomorrow's reporters will be even more exaggerated when they write, something like "After Wu Xuefeng was exposed, he was speechless and slumped on the ground."

So he didn't dare, he had to hold on.

Originally, every time a reporter came over, their factory would come out to entertain them, but now he couldn't care less.

After the reporter left, he slumped on the sofa, in a daze.

Otherwise, he was so furious that he broke all the tea sets on the coffee table, and the wounds on his hands were not bandaged.

And he has no scruples, and is still venting unscrupulously, so many places in the office are stained with blood, of course, just a little bit.

But the same bright red.

"No, I can't do this. Xinxing Feed Factory is too cruel and has gone too far, especially the price reduction issue.

I'm going to find other colleagues, and we must unite to boycott the new feed mills..." Wu Xuefeng muttered.

Then he stood up, grabbed the phone, and started pressing buttons in a panic, calling his familiar colleagues, hoping to boycott the emerging feed factory.

He felt that other peers would be unhappy if this emerging feed factory lowered its prices to grab customers this time.

"Hey, Mr. Liu, it's me, Wu Xuefeng. I have something to tell you. It's about that new feed factory. They've gone too far..."

Wu Xuefeng said a lot in one breath, but did not wait for a response.

"Hey, are you still there?"

"Mr. Wu, please apologize to me. Huaqing Holdings has announced today that it will fight you until death. I will not get involved in other matters. There is only so much I can do to help you..." "Dudu"

"Hey..." A busy tone came from the phone, and Wu Xuefeng was still a little unable to react. He cursed and called the next one.