The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 722 - 719: He didn’t lose face_1

Chapter 722: Chapter 719: He didn’t lose face_1

A glint of frost passed through Ye Ranran’s eyes, her voice growing significantly more solemn, "Have the national securities regulator look into it, call up the Chairman of A City immediately, to see if someone is manipulating the stock market surreptitiously. Forget it, I’ll call him later. For now, tell the Marketing Department Manager to buy back the shares we’ve sold. We can’t let someone with motives to take them."

Ye Ranran was giving directions in an organized and succinct manner.

The secretary felt reassured immediately.

"Alright, Madame, I will arrange it immediately. By the way, the construction plan for the building has been submitted by the Marketing Department. Would you like me to send it to you or present it to you?"

"Email it to me, I’ll review it later. Also, tell the propaganda department that their campaign plan isn’t up to standard. They need to redo it."

"Furthermore, for the three media outlets focusing on social news, I want them to concentrate on that, not on competing with the entertainment section for readership. Immediately remove today’s headline and replace it with a news story that matters to the public, preferably something trivial yet significant. And there is to be no clickbaiting."

"Yes, Madame, I understand."

"Hmm, that’s about it. Also, at three in the afternoon, inform all department heads to attend a video conference meeting. I want the last quarter’s financial report prepared."

After ending the call, Ye Ranran’s brows were still furrowed. She was about to find the phone number of the Chairman of the national securities regulator when her phone was snatched from her hand.

Ye Ranran lifted her eyes to see Jun Mochan, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead.

She forgot that the actual head has already returned.

"The J.C.’s stock was hit. Now that you’re back, you deal with it," Ye Ranran tried to say as calmly as possible.

Jun Mochan took the phone from her hands and dialed a number.

"Madame Jun," just after the call connected, before Jun Mochan could say anything, a voice came from the other end of the line.

"I’m already aware of the stock market situation. It has been tampered with. I’ve already had someone investigate it. As soon as I find out, I will call Madame."

Hearing this, Jun Mochan had mixed feelings. The person’s deference was an apparent sign of apprehension towards Ye Ranran.

This meant Ye Ranran had that sort of power.

But to reach this level in such a short time, how much hardship did she endure? How much hard work did she put in?

"This is Jun Mochan!"

"Yo....Young Master Jun...."

"Yes, it’s me. Don’t disturb my wife with such matters in the future. Also, when you find out who is responsible, do not alert them."

He wants to see who has taken an interest in his J.C.!

"Yes, I understand."

After ending the call, Jun Mochan returns to Ye Ranran. Ye Ranran quickly stands up.

He grabbed her wrist and gave a slight pull, drawing her into his embrace.

"Ahem, I will go back to bed," Jun Mochan’s father got up and said.

Ye Ranran buried her head in Jun Mochan’s chest, "It’s all your fault."

"Mhmm, it’s all my fault," there seemed to be a hidden melancholy in Jun Mochan’s voice.

Ye Ranran was curious and wanted to lift her head, but Jun Mochan pressed on the back of her head, making her stay in his embrace.

Unable to break free, Ye Ranran was forced to stay silent.

"What’s wrong?" Ye Ranran asked in confusion.

"I’m just impressed that you handled the situation so calmly earlier. My Ranran is really capable."

"Of course, I didn’t disgrace you. The shopping mall has reopened. The report from last month will be available in a few minutes." Ye Ranran’s eyes sparkled with pride.

Jun Mochan released her and gazed at her radiant countenance. He slowly reached out his hand, his fingertips gently brushing her face.