Everyone in the entire group building has almost gone.

Sheng Tingye was still sitting in the office, processing the piles of documents.

In recent years, Shanda Group has developed very quickly, and has also involved many problems and has created many enemies.

Especially in the electronic technology sector, Shanda Group, as the terminal, has almost invincible in the world through long-term cooperation with core R&D company KCL, and has occupied three-quarters of the market cake.

Therefore, many jealous competitors will secretly make small moves. Although they cannot shake the overall situation, it will be a headache to deal with it.

For example, recently, some people have been spreading rumors, saying that a group of newly listed smart bracelets of Shanda Group have problems and are suspected of eavesdropping on user privacy. Shanda Group has received many complaints and reports, and the reputation has been constantly damaged, which is quite troublesome.

"I notify the public relations department that I need a precise plan to suppress negative remarks."

"Immediately find out the source of the rumor, and then let the Ministry of Justice draft the prosecution documents to hold the rumor-mongers legally responsible."

"That batch of smart bracelets will be recalled first, and the technical department will check it out on its own whether there are monitoring loopholes."

“…”

After Sheng Tingye held countless conferences, signed countless documents, reviewed countless projects, he finally couldn't load it up, walked quickly to the trash can, and tore it to pieces by Situ Xuan.

I picked up the small note.

The note was not big, but it was torn into snowflakes, making it difficult to splice it.

Sheng Tingye buried his head and worked hard for a while. He felt that his eyes were blurry and his brain was almost bleeding. He cursed: "Damn Situ Xuan, did he be a crusher in his previous life? He tore it so hard!"

Seeing that it was finally about to be finished, the secretary suddenly pushed the door open and came in.

"President!"

"Ahem!"

Sheng Tingye was like a thief and quickly blocked the paper. As a result, because his movements were too large, the paper was directly shot away and scattered all over the ground.

The secretary was startled and stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong, President, are you okay?"

"Don't move!"

Sheng Tingye shouted loudly, looked at the piece of paper on the ground, and ordered coldly: "Don't step on it."

The secretary was like acupuncture pointing, and he didn't dare to move. "President, is the ground too dirty? Do you need me to clean it up for you?"

"unnecessary."

Sheng Tingye finally returned to normal and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Just Master Situ called me just now and said that he had any address and sent you a WeChat message, asking you not to..."

The secretary paused, glanced at the trash can at Sheng Tingye's hand in awkward manner, and said carefully: "I told you not to pick it up in the trash can, it's very dirty."

Sheng Tingye was covered in black lines and said coldly: "I understand."

After the secretary left, the man was slowing down for a while, and finally opened WeChat proudly.
Chapter completed!