Chapter 231 [230] Is this a work injury?(2/2)
The door of the conference room was pushed open, and Henry walked in quickly and said, "A good news, a bad news..."
"The good news is that the missing family of five has been found and has been taken to the hospital."
“Bad news…”
Henry gritted his teeth and stared at Old Dylan: "Sackman's stock price plummeted, and since the opening, it has been forced to suspend the market by the exchange."
"What happened in the rural and pastoral areas is now on the national news!"
The words are over.
The Sachman staff changed drastically.
Old Dylan even shook his body and his eyes lost focus.
If Li Qin is here...
He will definitely be awarded the Lifetime Achievement Award for Old Drama Bones.
Sure enough, ginger is still so spicy.
I was happy in my heart, but my face was like my dead mother. With such acting skills, the experts would call me 666.
Henry also sits on...
Old Dylan came to his senses and glanced at everyone, his voice trembling: "Everyone, it's not a question for you to ask for compensation now!!"
After hearing this, everyone was confused and quickly turned angry.
Javi savored this sentence and suddenly realized something...
But he was not sure, or he didn't dare to think about it.
Just as everyone was about to make a noise again, Old Dylan's words made the scene silent: "Everyone is now the shareholders of the resort project..."
"Sackman is linked to all your interests!"
"If the project goes bankrupt, you will not have any bonuses, let alone so-called compensation..."
"We are one, and the more important thing now is... investigate the cause of the accident and work together to overcome this difficulty!!"
Old Dylan spoke earnestly, as if he wanted to win sympathy.
And the scene was silent.
Not getting compensation?
Will the shares be lost?
Work together... to overcome difficulties?
"The capital vampire raised by bitches!! Until now, do you still want to play with us? The first compensation is your conspiracy..."
"Despicable guy, go to death for me!!"
A farmer stood up, grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it out.
Bang!!
Old Dylan's head bloomed instantly...
When a wisp of blood flowed down and covered his eyelids, he gradually felt dizzy—
In my heart...
This should be considered an industrial injury, right?
Chapter completed!