108 style new wife on the road

Su Tong's eyes froze for a moment, he didn't understand what Xu Jiyan said...

After Amy arrived at the company, as expected, she saw that the company was crowded with reporters. She turned her eyes, bypassed these reporters and cleverly avoided the angle of view they might see, and went directly to the other side. channel away.

After walking into Zou's, when the staff downstairs saw Amy, they immediately ran to Amy's side nervously:
"Amy, the reporters outside are becoming more and more restless now. If they don't watch carefully, they may really come in. Should you go up and tell Shao Zou? He is now working with Secretary Chen to settle the wages of those migrant workers. Question, I'm afraid I don't have time."

Amy frowned tightly, looked outside slightly, and quickly retracted her eyes, gave the staff a reassuring look, and then calmly said:
"You guys stop here for a while, I'll go up and tell Young Master Zou, a press conference should be held later, hold them steady."

After taking a reassuring look at the staff, he immediately walked upstairs without stopping. After the staff saw Amy's eyes, the anxiety in their hearts decreased a little, and that was just a little.

Seeing Amy getting on the elevator, he turned his eyes away, and looked at the gate worriedly. Eight or nine security guards on the first floor of Zou's were all stopped there. The lineup of those reporters was really strong, not to mention Jinglan City is still a big city... In this way, there are even more reporters, all of whom want to rely on this interview to win sales.

After Amy went to the office, she glanced over and saw Zou Jimian and the others checking the numbers in front of the desk. She turned her eyes and saw that the Minister of Finance didn't feel much, and walked directly in front of Zou Jimian and the others.

As soon as Chen Zhengdong raised his head, he met Amy's eyes, raised his eyebrows and subconsciously asked:

"Have you finished delivering Miss Su?"

Zou Jimian didn't seem to hear it. His deep frown was enough to show the difficulty of checking the numbers this time. After all, it is not an easy task to find out the wages of so many migrant workers within this time.

Amy nodded, and when Chen Zhengdong said about Su Tong, she recalled what she saw in the bridal shop just now, her brows slowly wrinkled, she hesitated for a moment, and finally planned to take this matter Tell Zou Jimian.

Turning around and looking at Zou Jimian, there was a strange look in his eyes, and he said respectfully:

"Young Master Zou, I saw Xu Jiyan in the bridal shop just now, you should have noticed this, right?"

Sure enough, after these words fell, Zou Jimian's movements paused for a moment, and the hand holding the pen tightened subtly, without anyone noticing, and slowly frowned.

Even the head of the finance department was stunned for a moment, and stopped his work, but Zou Jimian was displeased.

"It makes you work, and when you stop you're less productive."

There was a hint of displeasure in that deep voice, which quickly reached the ears of several people.

The head of the Finance Department's heart skipped a beat, and immediately lowered his eyes and continued to quickly calculate everyone's working hours and wages. He has always known Zou Jimian's work style, so he didn't dare to hesitate any longer.

Similarly, Chen Zhengdong and Amy couldn't help being startled. Although they knew that Zou Jimian said it because the minister stopped working, they somehow knew that there must be some reason for Su Tong.

He loosened the pen in his hand, and kept frowning. He quickly covered up his displeasure, and turned his eyes to Chen Zhengdong quietly, saying in a low voice:
"Go and bring that migrant worker here now."

Chen Zhengdong nodded immediately. Although he didn't know what Zou Jimian was going to do, he turned around and walked outside without any hesitation.

Amy glanced at Zou Jimian, instead of standing still, she took over the work that Zou Jimian had just stopped, and helped the minister remember the wages for these working hours.

A few people started to get busy, and it didn't take long before the migrant workers came in. As soon as they came in, they saw Zou Jimian and immediately knelt down on the ground. His cheek was rubbed with his hand, and the wound on his face was especially obvious. The ointment looks a bit hideous on it.

"Thank you Mrs. Zou, thank you Young Master Zou, if you hadn't saved me, I might really be dead now!"

The action of him kneeling down as soon as he came in surprised several people.

Zou Jimian's eyes tightened, and after licking the corner of his mouth, he immediately gave Chen Zhengdong a look. His eyes became deeper and his brows were tightly frowned.

Chen Zhengdong nodded to understand what Zou Jimian meant, and quickly squatted down and directly pulled up the migrant worker who was kneeling on the ground.

"Wait, you need to go down with me for an interview, you know that?"

The migrant worker nodded immediately, without any hesitation, with a grateful expression on his face, and continued:

"It's okay to do whatever you want! Mrs. Zou saved my life, and I'm willing to do anything!"

It was only after experiencing life and death that this migrant worker realized what was going on. If he hadn't come to the scene, maybe he would really lose his life now!
Zou Jimian looked at the grateful face of the migrant workers, a glint of color flashed in his eyes, and soon he glanced at the work of Amy and the minister next to him from the corner of his eye, his brows slowly relaxed, and he opened his thin lips lightly:

"As for the salary, you don't have to worry, Zou's finance department is already doing the math."

As expected, the migrant worker was a little excited when he heard this sentence, and looked over quietly. When he saw that the two people were really liquidating, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

A trace of contempt flashed across his eyes, wasn't it for money in the end?He frowned meaningfully, then looked at the migrant workers and said in a deep voice:
"Wait, if a reporter interviews you, what is going on with this matter? Don't say that Zou's salary is not paid, but that your funds have not yet arrived in the account. It's just that someone is provoking you, you know?"

Although this matter was really done by Zou Shili, it is impossible for Zou Jimian to let such a thing leak out. Instead, it will not benefit Zou Shi, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes hastily.

The migrant worker was taken aback, but he didn't react at first, but when he saw Zou Jimian's meaningful gaze, he immediately reacted, lowered his head in fear to avoid Zou Jimian's gaze, and nodded directly, several times , and then replied tremblingly:
"Okay, okay, I will do whatever Young Master Zou asks me to do, and I must answer those reporters well."

After finishing speaking, Zou Jimian withdrew his gaze in satisfaction.

The head of the Finance Department, Matsushita, put the piece of paper in front of Zou Jimian with a pen in his hand, and said politely:
"Young Master Zou has been checked, and I can allocate the funds after you sign."

Since those few people embezzled Zou's public funds last time, Zou Jimian's signature has been required for most of the money.

Zou Jimian said kindly, took it over and signed a name, then stood up gracefully from the office chair, and walked directly towards the door.

Chen Zhengdong looked at the migrant workers, approached him and said:

"Follow the pace of Young Master Zou, we need to go down now."

The response of the migrant workers was not that sensitive. After listening for a while, they nodded in a daze, and quickly followed Zou Jimian's pace. Amy and the Minister of Finance also quickly followed.

When the few people went downstairs, sharp-eyed people immediately saw Zou Jimian and the others, and a burst of noise came from the crowd, bringing a burst of commotion.

Zou Jimian frowned slowly. Under the leadership of the staff, he went directly to the prepared place. Afterwards, the reporters were released by the security guards, and all of them came towards Zou Jimian.

The Zou family seemed to become lively, and all the microphones were aimed at Zou Jimian.

"Young Master Zou, can you explain this matter to us now?"

"Young Master Zou, have you settled the wages of the migrant workers?"

"We went to the hospital to look for the patient, why didn't we find any trace of the patient? Has something happened to the patient?"

"..."

Facing the reporter's question, Zou Jimian's attitude seemed very calm. His innate calmness made him stand out from the crowd. His natural aura of king lingered around him, and he looked down on these people lightly. The reporter glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth twitched:
"The matter has been resolved up to now, and the salary issue has also been resolved. This is just a misunderstanding."

He raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to the side. When the reporter saw Zou Jimian's eyes turned, he immediately looked over, and then saw the migrant worker with a hurt face. It was really a bit strange when he saw it for a while. shocking.

I panicked for a moment, the reporters were still very dedicated, and turned their microphones to the migrant workers one after another.

Chen Zhengdong quickly brought the migrant workers over. Facing so many reporters, the migrant workers became a little frightened, kept avoiding the camera, and nodded slowly.

"Yes... yes... this matter is a misunderstanding..."

"But why are you avoiding us?!"

Some sharp reporters still grasped this point and watched the migrant workers closely.

Zou Jimian let out a soft snort, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. He didn't see who among the reporters was pressing the migrant workers, but Zou Jimian knew what the reporter wanted to do.

With a hint of sarcasm, after glancing at these reporters, he lightly opened his thin lips and said with a sarcastic smile:
"You make a person who has never been interviewed by a reporter not nervous? Not nervous about your attitude?"

After saying these words, the crowd suddenly fell silent, no one dared to speak loudly again, Zou Jimian's power was still something that no one dared to directly stand up to challenge.

They all looked at each other. Under Zou Jimian's words, the migrant workers slowly mustered up their courage and looked at the camera, but they were still a little timid. After glancing at the camera, they lowered their eyes and explained:
"We haven't studied much, we are country people, and we don't know anything. At that time, someone told us that Mrs. Zou didn't plan to pay us wages. We believed it right away, so we made trouble together there. The decision to make a fuss together was instigated by others..."

Everyone gasped, not expecting such a result at all, their eyes were different, with a hint of sneakiness.

"It wasn't until this incident that I knew who had such a bad heart..."

What he said didn't make it clear. The reporters already knew what they should know, and they couldn't possibly know what they shouldn't know. Instead, he just said that Zou was framed, and there was no such thing as not being paid!