"Ranran, don’t go to bed in a hurry. I am calling to warn you to be prepared. The other reason is to inform you that the foreign media has already reported the news. It will spread to our country by tomorrow morning, so..."
Jun Mochan is not only the president of J.C., but also the crown prince of the Jun family.
Either of these identities could flatten many people.
Now that he is in trouble, if she wants to save J.C., she will have to step up to steady the situation.
"I’m just giving you a heads up, you don’t have to feel too pressured," Zhou Xian said cautiously.
"No, you’ve reminded me," Ye Ranran suddenly sat up.
She picked up her laptop, logged into Jun Mochan’s email, and sent a message to the media.
All the media heads under J.C. woke up in the middle of the night.
They read the email over and over again, scrutinizing it three times, but still unsure.
Ye Ranran’s phone rang over and over again. After confirmation, all the headlines at night were changed.
The President of J.C. is expanding the market overseas, and his wife Ye Ranran will temporarily take over J.C.
At the same time, Ye Ranran contacted the third man to block the news from reaching the country.
Jun Mochan must not be in trouble. She can’t and won’t allow anyone to slander him .
Also, if the news of his incident spreads to the country, it will surely cause a huge uproar.
Ah Chuan saw the news first and immediately called Ye Ranran for confirmation.
"It’s true. Mo Han is in trouble, so Ah Chuan, I need your help," Ye Ranran said in sorrow.
Ah Chuan doubted his hearing, "Madam, I don’t think I heard clearly what you just said, could you repeat it?"
"Mo Han is in trouble. His car fell into the sea and he hasn’t been found."
It’s winter now, usually, falling into the sea is mostly fatal, even more so in the cold winter?
Ye Ranran dared not think any further.
"I understand, Madam, what do you want me to do?" Ah Chuan immediately withdrew his distractions.
"Send me the financial report of J.C., as well as the main business and operation status of all subsidiaries, now!" Ye Ranran emphasized.
"Madam, it’s late, can I..."
"I said send me the files now!"
"Alright, wait two minutes, I’ll find them and send them over immediately."
Soon, Ye Ranran received the documents.
She is not a business genius, she has no business instinct, and she doesn’t know what to do next. All she knows is that she has to hold on to J.C. That is Jun Mochan’s hard work.
With the experience of helping Gao Han manage his company, Ye Ranran read through the latest report of J.C. in one night.
Jun Mochan managed J.C. very well. The report looked excellent, with every figure being higher than the market average.
This made Ye Ranran feel even more pressure.
Ye Ranran had only finished reading half of the subsidiaries’ information by the time dawn arrived.
She slept for an hour, then woke up at seven to do her makeup.
She will have to face a bunch of media when she goes out, so she can’t look too bad.
After finishing her makeup and having breakfast, Ye Ranran headed to J.C.
When that familiar Maybach appeared in front of the company, the reporters who had been waiting at the gate surged forward like a tide.
But no one dared to get too close to the car, stopping a meter away from the car.