Chapter 221 A lone boat on the sea can easily be overturned by the waves

Meng Rong's pupils shrank.

Wang Chang did not resign voluntarily, but was caught by Meng Rong for secretly accepting kickbacks from suppliers. Meng Rong, considering that Wang Chang was also a veteran employee of the company, gave him some dignity and persuaded him to resign voluntarily.

Unexpectedly, this is actually a story about a farmer and a snake!

Artificially adjusting the rubber formula has not only ruined the brand reputation of Hot Wheels, but now two lives have been sent to the ICU and are in critical condition!

Meng Rong was so angry that his chest heaved. He never imagined that someone could be so cruel as to change the tire compound in order to take revenge on his former company.

Isn't it clear that when tires are installed on cars and put on the road, they carry the lives of millions of people?!

What kind of grudge can be more important than a person's life?!

Meng Rong took a deep breath and leaned on the table. "Contact the PR company to come up with a plan. Yang Li, go buy some comfort items and come with me to the hospital to visit the victims later."

The problem cannot be solved in a short time, but at least the face-saving project must be done.

Apologize where apology is due, and compensate where compensation is due.

"I understand." Yang Li nodded in understanding and left the meeting room.

Just then, Mengrong's cell phone rang again. It was Chairman Zhao of Dingfeng Group calling.

Dingfeng Group, a well-known "price butcher" in the industry, is famous for using cheap materials to lower costs. It has always wanted to launch Hot Wheels, but Mengrong has always refused to cooperate.

The moment he saw the caller ID, Meng Rong's face turned dark as ink.

He took a deep breath and pressed the hands-free button.

Zhao Zhide's smiling voice came from the loudspeaker: "Brother Meng, I heard you're having some trouble? Relax. The road to entrepreneurship is full of ups and downs, but if you have someone to support you, the road will be much easier. What do you think?"

Meng Rong gritted his teeth, his fists clenched until they turned white. "I don't understand what Mr. Zhao means."

"It's okay if you don't understand. Let's have dinner together tonight and I'll explain it to you slowly." Zhao Zhide paused and said meaningfully, "But if you don't want to understand, you will soon understand that a lone boat on the sea can easily be overturned by the waves."

The phone line is disconnected.

Su Wanman looked at her husband worriedly and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to agree to him?"

Meng Rong was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "If we compromise, Hot Wheels will be completely ruined."

But if the company does not compromise, it may not be able to survive this storm of public opinion.

The conference room was as quiet as a chicken. Several executives looked at each other, seemingly each thinking about how to make the most advantageous choice.

Or maybe he started planning his own way out.

When Mengrong started his business from scratch, he encountered many setbacks and went through many hardships, but he never caused any loss of life.

Looking at the address of the dinner party sent by Zhao Zhide, Meng Rong tightly gripped the phone, his moral conscience struggling.

He cannot do anything that goes against his conscience and make money by doing dirty things.

But looking at his partners in the conference room who had worked hard with him for five years to achieve some results, he couldn't bear to let Hot Wheels come to an end.

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"Zhizhi, you've worked hard these days. Come out for dinner tonight." Meng Anran held a small fork and elegantly enjoyed the delicate and silky matcha Basque cake.

When Liu Zhi heard this, she immediately agreed: "Sure! There's a spicy hot pot restaurant in Xichenghui that's super delicious! I went there once with Ming Jing last time, and I've been waiting for the day when I can take you there to try it!"

"Okay." Meng Anran pursed her lips and smiled. Her bestie always thought of her when she ate something delicious. "Maybe there will be someone else tonight."

"Who is it?"

"My friend, a psychiatrist."

Upon hearing this profession, Liu Zhi instantly understood that the other party was the one who helped Meng Anran overcome this difficult time, and immediately said, "Great, hot pot will be more lively with more people. We can also invite Qin Yaojing, and I'll bring Mingjing along as well."

"Well, how about seven o'clock?"

"Okay, okay, I'm the most free!"

After the call ended, Kenai crossed his legs, holding a cup of black tea in his hand. He gently blew away the white mist on the tea surface and took a sip. The eyes behind the steam-covered lenses observed Meng Anran's expression.

Meng Anran has become accustomed to this. Since he met Kenai, he has been studying her micro-expressions every time they meet.

She didn't feel disgusted, after all, she had personally agreed to be his research subject.

"What did you see?" She glanced at him slowly with a faint smile.

Kenai slowly withdrew his gaze and put down his teacup. "You seem to be more relaxed talking to friends on the phone than to your family."

"Yes." Meng Anran admitted frankly, "I've known most of my friends for more than ten years, but I've only been with my family for six. And we were both busy for five of those six years, so our relationships are naturally incomparable."

After hearing this, Konai nodded slightly in agreement.

Relationships require time and energy to maintain, whether it is family or friendship.

The depth of emotions is, to a certain extent, proportional to the length of time spent together.

So sometimes we can't blame Meng Anran for being emotionally indifferent. Her growing environment does not allow her to trust family affection, and even makes her reject family affection.

It is a rare blessing for her to be able to get along harmoniously with her family now.

"I'll introduce you to some of my other friends tonight." Meng Anran lowered her head and ate the cake, her tone light and flirty, obviously just chatting.

Kenai replied casually, "Not really interested."

Meng Anran paused, then glanced over speechlessly, "Forget that you have no interest in normal people. Next time I have the chance, I'll introduce Lu Heng and Lu Yi to you directly."

Kenai's thin lips curled slightly, "This is possible."

Meng Anran rolled her eyes. Sure enough, he was still the psychopath who was obsessed with studying human nature.

The heavy wooden door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Li hurried in holding a tablet. He stopped in front of the coffee table and handed the tablet forward with both hands.

It was a familiar scene. Meng Anran raised her hand to stop Xiao Li from saying anything. She put down her fork and wiped her mouth with a tissue. "If there's any problem with my brother, you don't have to report it. Just call Xinghai Entertainment and put pressure on them."

"No, Mr. An!" Xiao Li was sweating anxiously. He took a few steps towards Meng Anran and came to her side, forcing her to look at the news on the tablet. "Something happened to Hot Wheels! There's a lot of noise online. Everyone says Hot Wheels is going to sue for murder this time."

Hearing this, Meng Anran finally took the tablet and watched the news video, his brows becoming more and more tense.

After understanding what happened, he suddenly relaxed his brows and calmly picked up the black tea and took a sip to relieve the sweetness of the cake.

He said calmly, "This isn't my dad's first time starting a business. He's seen all sorts of disgusting business tactics before. He can handle this kind of trouble."

Xiao Li's expression turned grim. He put away his tablet and said cautiously, "Mr. An, this time might be a little different... I heard that Zhao Zhide from Dingfeng Group has arranged a meeting with your father."