Chapter 952: Chapter 952: Bringing Fu Ya Inside Chapter 952: Chapter 952: Bringing Fu Ya Inside Fu Qingtian’s eyes flashed with disappointnt, and he slapped the table with so dissatisfaction, “This won’t work, that won’t work. Then there’s nothing we can do. The only thing left is to find out who leaked the information to the dia! It goes without saying, it must have been released by the Rong Family. We certainly can’t run over to the Rong Family, find Mrs. Rong, and have her co out to clarify that she had drunk too much and was talking nonsense online, could we? Even if she were willing to stand up and clarify, I’m afraid nobody would dare to believe her at this critical mont.”
He spoke on behalf of the directors and of course, he was speaking about interests, “We all know Rong Yan’s background, but this issue must be resolved. She brought this upon herself, can’t she endure even a little bit of hardship? Kevin, her agent, also said, it’s not about asking her to really leave the show business, just let her take a temporary break. She could completely treat this ti as a resting period. The company has other artists, and if this continues, the stock will definitely be affected, we can’t just spin around for her sake. The ss she made, she’ll have to take the consequences!”
His words resonated with the interests of many present in the room.
Those who could attend the eting were either senior executives or directors, or else ace agents of the company. These people all held shares of KT to varying degrees, and a drop in stock prices was even more painful for them than death.
As expected, so people echoed, “Right, it’s her own ss, it doesn’t make sense for all of us to bear it for her. Mr. Fu is right, President, if you don’t make a statent this ti, how will we manage the company’s other artists in the future? If everyone starts causing trouble, is the company supposed to keep developing?”
The eting room began to buzz with discussion once more, this ti louder than before, humming like mosquitoes, dozens of people whispering to each other. Most of the attitudes were with Fu Qingtian, wanting Rong Yan to take responsibility for her own ss.
Just then, the astonished voice of the secretary at the door ca through, “Miss Rong, Rong, Miss Rong, there’s a eting going on, you can’t go in.”
“I have sothing to say.”
“The senior managent is in a eting, Miss Rong, if you have sothing, please wait. After the eting is over…”
Before she finished speaking, the conference room door was pushed open by Rong Yan. Rong Yan grabbed Fu Ya and pushed her in first. After closing the door, she faced dozens of eyes all staring at her.
“Let’s go, Miss Fu.” She calmly pushed the person pretending to be a quail at the door a bit further into the room.
Fu Ya reacted dramatically, imdiately screaming, “What are you doing, don’t touch with your dirty hands!”
Rong Yan, this madwoman, this slut!
She actually brought her in.
Fu Ya’s heart raced, and she stood there pale-faced, utterly unwilling to move another step forward, and even less willing to look in her father’s direction.
She looked absolutely terrified, and Fu Qingtian was also taken aback, standing up, “Ya?”
What is going on?
Rong Yan glanced at the person who had stood up, and regardless of Fu Ya’s struggles, she directly grabbed her arm, pulled her to the side of the circular conference table, and let go, “I just overheard outside that the one who made the ss should be responsible for it, OK, I’ve brought the responsible person here. Miss Fu, tell everyone what you plan to do.”
With her arms crossed, she looked calm and composed, completely in control of the atmosphere in the room.
Fu Ya stumbled, nearly falling, but luckily she was quick enough to steady herself on the circular conference table.
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