Huo Yunting glanced at him and said calmly: "Tell him that he did a good job this time and his year-end dividend will be doubled."

Gu Heng looked at Huo Yunting blankly, unable to react for a moment.

At this time, Huo Yunting's voice sounded again.

"About tomorrow's press conference..."

Gu Heng was startled and quickly came to his senses.

"Mr. Huo, don't worry. Regarding the press conference, my subordinates have arranged for reporters to ask questions. This will not only prevent them from asking tricky questions, but also shatter the rumors..."

Huo Yunting's expression was calm, "Go ahead and give the instructions. The more extreme the problem, the better, and the more irritating it is, the better."

"But......"

Huo Yunting's eyes turned cold, "What?"

"......nothing."

Gu Heng didn't dare to say anything anymore and went downstairs with a confused look on his face.

Xia Chuwei had just finished making tea, and when she saw his strange expression, she worriedly asked: "Gu Heng, why do you look like this? Has something big happened again?"

"No, no..."

Gu Heng didn't look like he had nothing.

Xia Chuwei asked: "Did Huo Yunting say something to you just now?"

"Mr. Huo... asked me to get some fruit and express condolences to Mr. Zhao."

"So that's it." Xia Chuwei breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. "It seems that he calmed down and knew that he shouldn't do anything."

The corners of Gu Heng's mouth twitched.

He really wanted to tell Xia Chuwei that her idea was completely wrong.

Not only did he not feel that he had done anything wrong, he even felt that Mr. Zhao's scolding was very good.

Gu Heng didn't say much. After leaving the villa, he followed Huo Yunting's instructions and went to visit Mr. Zhao.

In the ward, Mr. Zhao had a bandage on his head and was cursing loudly at Huo Yunting, looking excited.

"Damn it, Huo Yunting, how dare you do this to me?! I'll fight you to the death!"

At this time, the door to the ward was pushed open.

Gu Heng, holding flowers and fruits, walked in with a smile.

"Looking at Mr. Zhao, he should be recovering well."

Mr. Zhao thought that Gu Heng was watching his joke on behalf of Huo Yunting, so he opened his mouth to curse again.

But Gu Heng stopped him and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Huo thinks you did a very good job today. As a reward and compensation for your injury, your year-end dividend will be doubled. Next time, if you meet Mr. and Mrs. Huo again,

, if you perform well again, there will be other rewards."

"I...did a good job today?" Mr. Zhao's expression became dull.

He seems to have done nothing today except inciting emotions, connoting Huo Yunting?

After a while, he covered his head and muttered: "It seems that my brain was damaged and I actually suffered from auditory hallucinations... Doctor, doctor! Check me out quickly!"

Gu Heng looked at Mr. Zhao, who was as confused as he was just now, and said with a smile: "However, Mr. Zhao needs to be reminded that you can only target Mr. Huo alone. If you target Madam, it will be counterproductive."

...

The next day, the press conference was held as scheduled, but it did not end smoothly.

She had thought that the reporters' questions would be sharp, excessive, and even personal attacks.

But she never expected that the questions asked by those reporters would refresh her outlook.

"Huo Yunting is a business tycoon in country Z after all. How dare they ask such outrageous questions? Aren't they afraid that Huo Yunting will retaliate against them?"

Xia Chuwei, who had left the press conference, still had an angry look on her face.

She is a person with a good temper and does not get angry easily, but she still got angry today.

Gu Heng stood aside and looked at Xia Chuwei, who was still angry, with a complicated expression.

Not long ago, Huo Yunting was so "irritated" by some reporters' questions that he had a headache and left the venue early.
Chapter completed!