"This matter is decided so. I'll let the news out now. You can stay there for a few days and spend a good time with Sister Wan. When you come back, this matter should be a thing of the past."

"Okay. Thank you."

"Don't be polite to yourself."

Jun chuckled, hung up the phone, and gently buckled the screen of his neatly and beautiful nails.

"Let's start!"

The grudge between Jun Qing and Zhao Manyu has come to an end.

With her current strength, Zhao Manyu is already a gap between an elephant and an ant, and Jun Qing is too lazy to repair her anymore.

This time, Zhao Manyu was uncomfortable and wanted to drag her down, so don't blame her for being in a bad way.

With Jun Qing's order, Zhao Yiyi and several staff members took action immediately and sent out the prepared information.

Several copies of the information were copied to relevant departments and news media respectively.

The matter between Zhao Manyu and Huo Jincheng has already made the whole network excited. I heard that there are big news about Zhao Manyu, so the reporters will certainly not miss it.

At half past ten, when the staff from relevant departments arrived at the Mandarin culture investigation, the reporters had been waiting nearby for a long time.

At this time, Zhao Manyu was leaning against the boss's chair in the office and talking to his subordinates.

"I tell you, Huo Jincheng is an example. I don't care who the other party is, whether it's the actor or the queen... whoever dares to betray me, I will never tolerate him!"

On the sofa in the office, Bai Lu sat.

Next to her, there are a few more famous artists in the company.

Everyone lowered their faces, and no one was making any noise.

Everyone has also experienced this method. Although he was angry, he felt miserable.

Before signing the contract, Zhao Manyu always spoke in every way and cared for her.

Once the contract is signed, she can only be at her mercy.

After all, the contract is there, and no one can afford the huge liquidated damages.

A knock on the door sounded.

Zhao Manyu just thought that he was an assistant or subordinate, and leaned on the back of the chair and didn't move, so he turned his face angrily.

"What are you knocking? I have something to do, wait!"

Twist!

The other party knocked three more times.

Zhao Manyu frowned.

"roll!"

Bang!

The door was pushed open with force. Zhao Manyu frowned and stood up. Seeing several staff members walking in uniforms, their faces turned pale and they smiled.

"That...sir...isn't...comrade, I'm sorry, I thought my employees, are you... anything?"

The leader glanced at her coldly, glanced over Bai Lu and others sitting on the sofa, raised their hand to take out a document from the folder and shake it open.

"Who is Zhao Manyu, the head of Manyu?"

"I..." Seeing the other party's tone of seriousness, Zhao Manyu's heart also raised, "I am!"

"We have received reports from enthusiastic people that Mandarin Culture Company is suspected of tax evasion and sensation transactions. You go back with us. From now on, we will freeze your company accounts until the investigation is over."

"No, that... I was wronged, we didn't, I swear, I promise!"

"If you have any questions, it doesn't matter if we have any questions, we will naturally have results after our investigation."

The man holding the document raised his chin and two subordinates came over to stand in front of Zhao Manyu.

"Walk!"

Zhao Manyu dared not resist, so he could only submit.

Several artists stood up nervously and stood behind Bai Lu with a nervous look on their faces.
Chapter completed!