Qiao Muyuan was even more nervous.

While other executives were speaking, Jing Rui handed Qiao Muyuan a note with a few words written on it: Don't be nervous, it's very good.

Qiao Muyuan glanced at Jing Rui reassuringly and nodded solemnly.

Jing Rui also smiled at her and raised the corners of his lips.

The eldest daughter of the Qiao family has never been a beauty. Like the eldest young master, she has already been the best in her own field, and now she is willing to take the initiative to shoulder responsibilities that should not be hers. She is braver than anyone else.

Jing Rui temporarily lowered his head and wrote a few lines of the program and quietly handed it to Qiao Muyuan.

After receiving the "little note" from Brother Jing Rui, Qiao Muyuan felt more at ease, but he still couldn't suppress the tension in his heart. His heart was beating wildly and irregularly, and his palms were still sweaty.

She was really nervous.

The press conference was only half an hour, but for Qiao Muyuan, it felt like a century.

So long...

She was sitting in the most eye-catching and middle position, as if on pins and needles, as if everyone's eyes were staring at her.

As soon as the press conference ended, Jing Rui asked her bodyguards to escort her out of the venue, and she faced many people's attacks alone.

Qiao Muyuan sat in her office, drew the curtains, closed the door tightly, and breathed a sigh of relief in the dark room. Her hands tightly grasped her clothes, but her heartbeat was still very fast and she could not return to a calm state.

She couldn't remember the last time she was so nervous. It seemed that the beginning was more difficult than she thought.

She just wanted to breathe in this darkness for a while longer, and she also knew that she couldn't stay here for too long, but even a few minutes would be good.

Germany, Munich.

In the early morning, Lu Siyu turned on the TV in the conference room and tuned to the international channel. He happened to see a financial program broadcasting a press conference of Qiao Group in Beijing.

Sitting in the middle of the press conference...she remembered correctly, her name was Qiao Muyuan, Ji Changmu's wife.

She had only seen this woman once in real life. She was a typical pampered little princess, with a green and immature look on her face.

Lu Siyu watched for a while and laughed out loud. Even though she was not in finance, she heard several mistakes. She didn't know if the shareholders of Qiao Group felt their intelligence was insulted.

Very funny.

Ji Changmu walked in from outside the office, wearing a crisp suit and neat tie.

He glanced at the TV in the conference room, and the man frowned: "The TV is turned off. I have something to tell you."

"Okay." Lu Siyu obediently turned off the TV. She held her chin and sat in front of Ji Changmu. Her big eyes with delicate eye makeup did not miss any opportunity to look at Ji Changmu. "Mr. Ji's suit today is from the hotel."

Did you iron it? I'll iron it for you next time."

"The sources of several cargo accidents have been identified. They were traced from Qiongzhou Terminal to several countries. It is obvious that the inside and outside cooperated and jy was plotted." Ji Changmu pointed to the documents in front of him, with sharp features, a serious smile, and a pair of deep eyes.

Bottomless, "

In fact, I should have guessed at the beginning that there was something going on inside jy. I just refused to admit my own mistakes. I have always adhered to the principle of not trusting people when I hire them and not using them when I doubt them. I have never doubted anyone I personally appointed inside, but this

Once upon a time, I suffered a loss."

"Mr. Ji, there is no need to blame yourself so much. The other party did not play the right way and followed a dark path. It is reasonable for you to make mistakes." Lu Siyu smiled enchantingly, "Who can guarantee that you will never make a mistake?
Chapter completed!