PS: I don’t know how I offended the harmonious beast of my mother. I uploaded a chapter, but it took me more than an hour to make it happen. No matter how I change it, I always reminded me to review it before uploading it. There is no way, so I can only recode one chapter. I’m sorry for my body! I owe everyone an update first and make up for it after get off work!

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Rich people from all over the world have placed orders with Feixing Group, and the caliber is also very unified. What they are looking for is a mysterious racing car. It is said that this mysterious racing car is the latest development result of Feixing Company. For this reason, they are willing to pay a high deposit of 100 million yuan first!

This made Feixing Group mixed emotions.

What I am happy about is that a large number of high-quality orders are coming like a tide. If you take these orders, the influence of Feixing Group will greatly increase and you can also make an amazing profit. It just so happens that Feixing Group has shortage of funds recently and urgently needs external investment. If you have this money, Feixing Group will be able to easily overcome this difficulty.

What they worry about is that after they inquire from many sources, they have never been able to obtain information about this mysterious racing car. According to the relevant archived information within the company, they have not found any information about X-Star.

In the end, they had to accept a cruel fact: "This mysterious racing car that made the rich snatch crazy was not actually produced by Feixing Group."

After all, as a company employee, from the chairman to the ordinary employee, I still have a good understanding of the company's products!

It would be fine if ordinary employees don't know it. Chairman Niels manages a huge company all day long. For example, this mysterious racing car is far more important than the rest of the series. Whether it is design, production, processing, publicity, sales, etc., it will definitely be handled by him, the chairman. If this racing car really comes from Feixing Group, then Niels will definitely know, instead of being kept in the dark, but when things come to an end, they are like a headless fly, and are anxious in the office.

For half a day, Feixing Group Corporation failed to find any information about X-Star.

Niels was so anxious that his sweat was about to drip.

His pressure not only comes from the wealthy customers, but also from competitors, as well as the major shareholders behind Feixing Group.

The sky slowly darkened.

Niels took a sip of coffee and felt that his throat was almost smoking, dry and cracking, and it was hard to say anything. He swears. This was the day he talked the most in his life.

As soon as he sat down, his butt was not warmed up yet, the office phone rang again.

He had the urge to smash the phone or unplug the phone line, but fortunately he was still a little rational. He looked at the caller ID and was called by Danlinton, the second shareholder of Feixing Group. He had to answer the call. After all, the other party's identity is indeed worthy of attention. He cleared his throat and answered the call: "Hello, Mr. Danlinton, Mr. Danlinton,"

"Hello, Mr. Niels." An anxious voice came from the other side of the phone, "I'll ask you, did our Feixing Group secretly design a mysterious racing car?"

Niels said intimately: "It's true that we are coming for this racing car again!"

He shook his head: "No, Mr. Danlington. You may have misunderstood. In fact, after our careful investigation, our Feixing Group has never produced such a mysterious racing car, X-Star, I have never heard of this name."

"Mr. Niels, this joke is not funny at all." Danlington paused. "You're really not kidding?"

Nils said seriously: "No, no, I won't joke about such an important thing."

He continued in one breath: "I suspect that this matter is probably caused by our competitors. The purpose is to bring the credibility of our Feixing Group Company to a fatal blow. Once we cannot handle this matter well, our Feixing Group Company will be in an unprecedented crisis. In fact, we are now in a crisis, and many diamond-level customers are already dissatisfied with us. Our Feixing Group Company's official website has received more than 3,000 complaints today. These complaints need to be resolved properly, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. But I am trying to find a way to turn the situation around."

"So, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Niels. I wish you to resolve the crisis as soon as possible. Otherwise, at the next board meeting, another executive president might take your place." Danlinton smiled, but there was no threat in his words.

Nils laughed unnaturally: "Thank you for your concern. There is an old saying in China. There is no way out at the end of the road. There is another village in the dark. I believe that Feixing Group will definitely overcome the difficulties in front of you!"

"I believe it too. OK, Mr. Niels, I will not delay your precious time. Wish you a wonderful night. Goodbye."

"goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Niels's face faded, and a strong sense of fatigue hit his heart.

But he still had to cheer up and called the general manager of the PR department: "Dishia, you temporarily stop the current investigation. I think we should investigate in another direction, such as some racing competitions, or find breakthroughs from our customers. In short, we must expand the scope of the investigation and cannot be limited to our own circle. I mean, you understand, do you understand?"

"Yes, BOSS." The capable voice responded: "I will find out the answer as soon as possible!"

Nils nodded and encouraged, "Go, I believe in you."

As soon as he hung up the phone, the ringtone rang again. Niels answered the phone. Oh, it was actually called by a big man. The purpose was to be a mysterious racing car. Yes, it was the one that many customers asked for customization. Unfortunately, Niels himself doesn't know what the racing car looks like now, and how can he promise the other party?

"I'm sorry, Van Gang is Mr...." Nils explained to the other party patiently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the big man opposite him was furious: "What? You don't know?" The sound was too loud and too harsh, making Niels unable to help but put one end of the horn away, "President Niels. I called in person, and I have shown enough sincerity! You should know that I will never call myself for a car easily, and even be willing to owe a favor for this!"

Nils: "Sir, please calm down..."

"Mr. Niels. Obviously, you lied! Although I don't know why you lied for, I must say that you did this to be bad for my friendship with Feixing Group! OK, I have said enough, and the same thing. You Feixing Group must build an X-Star racing car for me! It's okay if you cost no matter how much! Mr. Niels, I will wait forever, and I hope you don't let me down." The opposite side did not have the chance to explain to Niels, and then hung up the phone with a snap. Niels just opened his mouth and listened to the busy sound coming from the phone. He took a deep breath and put the phone back in place.

...

"Dingling..."

"Hello, this is the Chairman's Office of Feixing Group."

"I'm Hasat..."

"Mr. Hassatt, I'm very sorry, we..."

...

"Dingling..."

...

Late at night, Niels lay on the desk like a dead dog, his eyes full of blood. His lips were dry and chapped, his throat was itchy and swollen, and his throat was dry. The sound that was originally slightly magnetic is now rough and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out a word.

Nils was almost crying, and he had been the president for more than ten years. This was the most embarrassing and miserable time in his life!

He was sure that this must be the cause of some vicious competitor!

One by one, the big guys called the office and he repeatedly explained it. But in the end, everyone chose to question, not believe it, and threatened, and those with better tempers said they could wait, and those with bad tempers said something that made Niels frightened. Judging from their tone, Niels didn't think they were joking.

"What to do, what to do!"

Niels jumped up and down in a hurry.

Although he was very anxious before, it was the company's business after all, and it had little to do with him. With his ability, even if he was really dismissed by the board of directors of Feixing Group, he could find another good job and his position would not be much lower than now.

But now, he is anxious for himself! Because when the big guys called just now, a large part of them finally expressed dissatisfaction and threatened that if he could not handle this matter well, he would probably be in trouble.

Losing a job is a small matter, and not finding a new job is also a small matter. It is a big matter that your life is threatened. It is even more a big matter that your family and children are threatened!

Before we knew it, it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening.

"God, I pray that you must bless me through this difficulty!" Nils never believed in God, but he couldn't help but pray to God.

Perhaps God heard His prayer and the pleasant phone ringing rang again.

Niels was startled. He had already had a shadow on the ringtone of the office phone. Every time he heard the ringtone, it meant that he had to endure another torture. Fortunately, after seeing the caller ID clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was the call from the public relations manager Dixia. "Did Dixia's investigation have already been found?" Niels answered the phone with a trace of hope.

Dixia's voice was very excited: "Chairman, I found it!"

Niels was stunned. When he reacted, his mind was filled with joy and almost jumped up with excitement. He danced and couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. He said anxiously: "Hurry and say it!" Three quick words expressed how anxious he was.

Dixia was startled, but then said: "X-Star is today, no, yesterday, it was one of two cars in the peak racing race at the Hells Raceway in Utah yesterday, the car of the new generation of car god Zhou Xing, and the other is the car of the Death Car God-Mr. Odin-Gaval."

"Short after the racing race ended yesterday, the car god Zhou Xing posted a sentence on his account, which was the saying that caused most of the racing racers, racers, or racing and racing enthusiasts around the world who have enough financial capabilities to call our company and ask for a reservation for an X-Series car, preferably X-Star."

Upon hearing this, the problem that had been confusing Niels was finally solved. He asked: "What is the sentence Mr. Zhou Xing said?"

Perhaps, the solution to the difficulties between Feixing Group and himself will fall into this sentence.

"The racing car made by Feixing is really good. That's what Mr. Zhou said," said Dixia.

Niels was stunned. No wonder those big men didn't believe their explanations. They recognized that the car was made by Feixing Group. The answer was here! According to human inertial thinking, how could the words of the new generation of car gods be false?

Even Niels himself had some doubts: "Is this racing car really made by our company?"

But he really couldn't find any memory about this racing car in his mind.

"Why did Mr. Zhou Xing say this? Is it a slip or a deliberate harm to us?" Niels's brain turned rapidly, analyzing the odds of the two possibilities, but after careful analysis, he found that the probability of whether it was a slip or intentional, was pitifully small. Such a result made him almost crazy and quickly became obsessed with it.

Deshia felt that there was no movement across the phone and couldn't help but shout, "Chairman."

Niels woke up and said apologetically: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

"It's okay. Chairman, what do I need to do next?" Dixia asked.

Niels thought for a while and pondered, "Let's do this, you don't need to investigate for the time being. Leave the next thing to me. You guys go home and rest first, thank you for your hard work today."

"Okay, good night, Chairman."

"Good night."

After Niels hung up the phone, he turned on his computer, found the website of racing, established an account, and then searched for information about "Zhou Xing" in it. Finally, he found a lot of information, including "Zhou Xing's nickname Da Zhou, as well as his recent personal signature, record, etc. Although there is a lot of information, the first one is that sentence, the sentence described by Dixia.
Chapter completed!