When Wen Sheng woke up, it was already the next morning.
The nose is filled with the smell of hospital-specific disinfectant. This peculiar smell suddenly awakens the memories hidden deep in the dusty place of the brain.
Wen Sheng's mind went blank for a few seconds.
She quickly glanced at Fu Yanlin, who was sitting in front of the sofa with a tired look on his face.
Fu Yanlin changed into black casual trousers and a white T-shirt, simple and clean. The weather outside the window was excellent, and the bright early summer sunshine refracted in from the window glass and fell on him, making it very dazzling. p>
There is a laptop computer and a cup of Starbucks in front of him, and he is writing something on the paper with a very focused expression.
The ward is independent and has a small living room, which is quite spacious.
Wen Sheng raised his hand and looked at the paper bracelet on his wrist, which read acute gastroenteritis.
I think it’s because I didn’t eat much all day yesterday. I drank three glasses of Americano on an empty stomach. I also ate something exciting like spicy hot pot at night. My stomach couldn’t stand it.
She had a bad stomach and suffered from chronic stomach problems. She always had stomach medicines at home and at work, many of which Zhu Qing Jiafei brought back for her when she was on vacation in Japan.
I was in a hurry on this business trip and forgot to bring it.
If it hadn't been for him last night, I would have fainted in the hotel room from the pain, right?
Thinking of this, Wen Sheng moved his gaze to the sofa and scanned the man.
Fu Yanlin met her eyes almost at the moment she cast her gaze. He frowned, put down the pen and paper, got up and walked to the hospital bed, and naturally stretched out his hand——
Wen Sheng closed her eyes subconsciously.
But that hand did not fall on her forehead, but pressed the nurse bell on the bedside.
Wen Sheng opened her eyes and saw the disgust in Fu Yanlin's eyes, "I don't know what you are panicking about."
Wen Sheng pursed her lips, "I'm not panic-"
"Well, you didn't panic."
"..."
Fu Yanlin sighed and couldn't help but rub his hair, "Stupid."
His palm was very big and generous, and when he rubbed her head, there was an indescribable feeling.
At this time, the nurse knocked on the door and came in to examine Wen Sheng. When she closed the examination handwriting, she said that Wen Sheng could eat something, just plain porridge, but not too much. People like her with old stomach problems should not fast.
Drink coffee and be careful in the future.
After the nurse left, Fu Yanlin shook the bed and fed her water.
Wen Sheng didn't have any strength, his mouth felt bitter, and he didn't want to drink water.
Fu Yanlin sat down on the hospital bed and coaxed her patiently, "Be good, drink a little."
Wen Sheng suddenly behaved, holding the straw in his mouth and drinking a little.
The warm water fell into my empty stomach, and I felt warm and comfortable.
Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows with satisfaction and put down his cup, "You rest for a while, I'll go out."
Wen Sheng nodded and couldn't help but smile. She thought to herself that Jiajia was right, he really didn't need to be coaxed.
But Wen Sheng thought that even if it was courtesy of being released from prison, she should formally apologize to him when he comes back later and ask him where he went wrong, so that he can avoid it next time.
However, as soon as Fu Yanlin left, Shen Guannan called.
Wen Sheng immediately picked up the answer, "Jeff."
Shen Guannan ordered, "Yvonne, no matter where you are now, come to Senlu headquarters immediately, Han Zhou has appeared."
Wen Sheng opened her mouth, but before the words came out, Shen Guannan had already picked up the phone.
Without further ado, Wen Sheng immediately pulled out the needle on the back of his hand and changed into his own clothes.
Before leaving the hospital, Wen Sheng first made a voice call to Fu Yanlin's WeChat account, but he was still on the phone, and Wen Sheng's calls were disconnected several times.
Wen Sheng had no choice but to leave him a message, saying that he had to go to a meeting and it was very important.
On the way to the hospital, Wen Sheng discovered that Han Zhou had texted her back in the middle of the night yesterday, saying that he would meet at the company today and he would give Wen Sheng an explanation.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly suffered from acute gastroenteritis in the middle of the night and fell asleep until eleven or twelve o'clock.
Shen Guannan also sent several messages, asking about takeoff, landing, and where she was.
When Wen Sheng appeared in the conference room with a pale face, Han Zhou and Shen Guannan were a little shocked and asked her what was wrong?
Wen Sheng smiled slightly and said that she didn't feel very well. She just came out of the hospital and was fine.
Isn't that what it's like to be a worker? As long as you still have breath, you have to work hard and move bricks. If you complain and act weak because of a polite concern from your boss, it's really too hypocritical.
And being pretentious should never be the emotion a mature migrant worker should have.
Shen Guannan nodded and motioned for Wen Sheng to sit down. If he wanted to be a white face, Wen Sheng had to be a red face. Wen Sheng was indispensable for this scene, even though her face was as pale as paper at the moment.
Wen Sheng borrowed Shen Guannan's computer, logged into the cloud, and pulled out the data and put it in front of Han Zhou.
Even though she looked sick, she spoke in an orderly and unhurried manner, "Mr. Han, your reports are indeed perfect, covering up financial omissions, and you even unified all downline stores. caliber, but I still found the fish that slipped through the net."
Wen Sheng cast the data ppt on the screen and pointed at each item of data to question Han Zhou.
"For example, this store in Sangzhou closed down in December last year due to poor management, but according to the report you sent, the store is still reporting sales. Why is this?"
"For another example, in this store in Yuezhou, the actual price per customer is twice as different as the data you wrote in the report..."
Wen Sheng looked at Han Zhou calmly but firmly, "Do you need me to tell you about the rest of the data, such as the difference in the purchase price of materials and the discrepancies in the accounts of the regional franchise investment?"
Han Zhou was speechless.
Wen Sheng glanced at Shen Guannan. Shen Guannan took over the conversation, put his finger on his chin and pointed at Han Zhou, "Mr. Han, can you give me an explanation?"
Han Zhou took a breath and confessed the problem.
Sure enough, it was exactly as predicted by Wen Sheng and the others.
In the end, Han Zhou promised that all the personnel involved would be fired, and Senlu accepted Changjing Capital to transfer two financial officers and a senior vice president to Senlu starting from this month.
When we left Senlu, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.
After entering the elevator, Shen Guannan loosened his tie and said, "A Sheng, there are four links in fundraising, investment, management and exit. Each link is crucial. You have to learn a lesson this time."
Wen Sheng nodded guiltily, "Mr. Shen, I was negligent this time. I will pay more attention in the future."
"It's not your fault. They deliberately cheated, and we couldn't guard against it. From another level, this crisis is a good thing. If they hadn't been exposed for tax evasion this time, we wouldn't have been able to seize the opportunity to check Senlu's account. We also arranged for a senior executive to supervise it." Shen Guannan said calmly, "It's a blessing in disguise. Many things are not black and white."
"Actually, the two franchise stores I mentioned at the meeting do have problems with poor management, but the main reason for their poor management is that the areas where the stores are opened are too remote, and Senlu's products are priced at 30 per capita, and the region's consumption power is insufficient. The key factor that led to store closures is that in fact, Senlu’s market share in first-, second- and third-tier cities is still considerable. Compared with some competing products, Senlu’s strength cannot be underestimated. At least in the past three years, Senlu’s Actual net profits are increasing year by year.”
Wen Sheng wondered, "It's just that this time, I did not give Mr. Han face."
Shen Guannan smiled and said, "Asheng, you are wrong. Han Zhou will thank you for this incident. After all, you have done him a big favor,"
Wen Sheng was stunned for a moment and looked confused.