"Jiangdong Pharmaceutical is a company that benefits the enterprise. I, Jiang Guchuan, can guarantee this with my integrity!"
After Jiang Guchuan finished his beautiful and sonorous oath, a large number of security guards came out of the company and escorted Jiang Guchuan into the building.
Jiang Guchuan entered the elevator, and his upright face suddenly turned into a sinister and cold one. Seeing Jiang Guchuan's sinister and ugly face, the people in the secretary's office did not dare to go into the office to touch Jiang Guchuan's reverse scale.
A moment later, the chief secretary's phone rang. It was Jiang Guchuan asking her to come in and answer the call.
The secretary entered the CEO's office nervously. Seeing Jiang Guchuan staring at the computer in a daze, she asked quietly, "CEO Jiang, what can I do for you?"
Jiang Guchuan looked up and gave his secretary a cold glance before asking, "In recent days, hundreds of posts have appeared online on Anti-Cancer that slander the quality of our company's drugs. Didn't the PR department notice?"
"The reporters are all here. Do their PR people eat shit?"
The secretary stood trembling in front of her desk. She waited for Jiang Guchuan to finish his outburst before saying, "Boss Jiang, this happened so suddenly. No one paid any attention to these posts before. But this morning, that group of reporters suddenly showed up downstairs, as if they were being instructed by someone."
Under someone's orders.
A candidate suddenly flashed through Jiang Guchuan's mind.
He took a deep breath and then said, "You go out first."
"Okay, Mr. Jiang."
At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhen was watching the interview of Jiang Guchuan by reporters on the Internet. After hearing Jiang Guchuan's hypocritical oath, Jiang Zhen felt so disgusted that he almost vomited.
Just as he was about to quit Weibo, he received a call from Jiang Guchuan.
This was the first time Jiang Guchuan had called Jiang Zhen since Jiang Weimin was arrested. Jiang Zhen stared at the caller's name and pondered for a moment before answering the call at the last two seconds.
"Brother." Jiang Zhen's call of "brother" made Jiang Guchuan's scalp tingle.
Jiang Guchuan felt as if ants were swarming on his heart. He rubbed his temples, suppressing his nausea towards Jiang Zhen, and asked in a low voice, "Are you free at noon? I have something I want to talk to you about."
Jiang Zhen had been waiting for him to say this.
"OK."
Hearing that Jiang Zhen agreed to his invitation so easily, Jiang Guchuan couldn't help but become alert.
Why did he agree to his invitation so easily?
What is he planning in his mind?
The two brothers agreed to meet at a Chinese restaurant. Jiang Guchuan arrived more than ten minutes early. He went to the bathroom and when he came back, he saw Jiang Zhen already sitting in the private room.
Jiang Guchuan stared at the man's upright sitting posture in a daze for a while, until Jiang Zhen turned his head and asked, "Brother, aren't you coming in yet?" Only then did he come to an end of his thoughts.
Jiang Guchuan frowned, walked inside, pulled out the stool opposite Jiang Zhen and sat down.
After sitting down, Jiang Guchuan stared at Jiang Zhen's short hair, smiled sarcastically, and said, "I can never get used to your manly accent."
How could Jiang Zhen not hear that Jiang Guchuan was mocking him?
Jiang Zhen picked up the teapot on the table, poured boiling water into the bowl, put the spoon and chopsticks in, and took the trouble to scald the bowl again.
Jiang Guchuan frowned as he watched him do this, wondering why this guy was so annoying!
Jiang Zhen poured the hot water from the bowl into a basin, then looked up and said to Jiang Guchuan, "I'm still not used to the fact that you're my biological brother."
Jiang Guchuan's face suddenly turned dark.
The waiter started serving the dishes.
Jiang Zhen pushed the pile of emerald green kelp salad in front of Jiang Guchuan and said, "Look at the color of this plate of kelp. Does it look like the color of your mother's hair or the color of my mother's hair?"
How do you want Jiang Guchuan to answer this?
Jiang Guchuan had realized Jiang Zhen's ability to sarcastically criticize others, and he didn't want to hear Jiang Zhen's harsh words. He came today because he had something serious to ask. Jiang Guchuan stared at Jiang Zhen and asked bluntly, "Did you do those things on the Internet?"
Jiang Zhen had a confused look on his face. "What do you mean?"
Jiang Guchuan's brows were filled with irritation. He raised his eyebrows impatiently and whispered, suppressing his anger: "Didn't you ask someone to deliberately create those anti-cancer posts? And that statistical table!"
"Jiang Zhen, Jiangdong Pharmaceutical is your father's hard work. I understand why you hate him. But Jiangdong Pharmaceutical is not only your father's hard work, but also your mother's hard work. Can you really bear to see Jiangdong Pharmaceutical being attacked and slandered?"
Jiang Zhen hadn't expected Jiang Guchuan to use this rhetoric to convince him. He felt like laughing, and said nonchalantly, "My mother has been buried for years, and the grass on her grave is already three feet tall. Whether Jiangdong Pharmaceutical is ruined or prosperous is none of her business."
"The living take care of the living, and the dead take care of the dead. Brother, it's useless for you to tell me this." Jiang Zhen said this, indirectly admitting that he was behind the scenes in all those things on the Internet.
Jiang Guchuan was about to lose his temper when he heard Jiang Zhen say again, "What are you afraid of? If your lung disease is fine and you're doing your job properly, why should you be afraid? I see that brother can't wait to see me today. Are you feeling guilty? Are you panicking?"
Jiang Guchuan stared at Jiang Zhen silently for a moment, then sneered: "I really underestimated you before. Look at your mouth, you are really good at talking." He can shut people up with just a few words.
Jiang Zhen smiled faintly and shook his head. He ate two chopsticks of food, then thought of something, put down his chopsticks, and said, "I forgot, I have a gift for you."
Jiang Guchuan frowned.
Jiang Zhen took out an exquisite gift box from his briefcase. He handed it to Jiang Guchuan and said, "Brother, I have prepared this gift a long time ago, but I have never found a suitable opportunity to give it to you."
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