Fu Youzhi was so strong that he pressed her down and knocked on each door one by one. She seemed to be a stepping stone. All the employees in the AMS headquarters building were stunned. They looked at these oriental faces in shock and pressed down.
Walking with the help of the deputy general manager.
Countless security guards surrounded them, but they didn't dare to move...
Not far away from the four people, a tall and clear figure followed them not far or near.
His deep eyes shone with a sharp light, and his whole person was like a polar ice cave, as cold as a fir tree buried deep in the polar regions for thousands of years, refusing to allow people to stay thousands of miles away...
Gu Yanchen.
Although he was wearing a mask, he stood there alone, like a sharp blade unsheathed, as if his eyes could split people open with just one glance.
All ams employees know that this boss cannot be messed with...
He knows Chinese Kung Fu. He has never opened a business but has countless fans. He is the emerging artist most respected by the president of the European Group. It is because of his good relationship with him that Pierre's status in the group has led to such a rise...
"Hey," Pierre next to Gu Yanchen touched him lightly.
"Aren't you going to help?"
Gu Yanchen glanced at him indifferently without saying a word, as if he was looking at a fool...
His little bride is a great goddess who can see the heavens and the earth. In the blink of an eye, the whole building will explode. Does he need to go above and beyond to rob her of her pleasure?
Besides, he is tall and pressing down on the tall deputy general assistant is not as humiliating as Fu Youzhi.
Gu Yanchen's high-spirited attitude is easier to understand. It is a bit unusual for Pierre, the core figure of AMS, to just sit back and watch like this...
"Both you and I are of Eastern descent and have grown up under the contempt and protection of the West. Leng Han knows how it feels. Let Fu Youzhi clean up these arrogant big noses and relieve their anger!"
Pierre sleeved his hands and followed Fu Youzhi's face-slapping team with great interest, and soon arrived at the vice president's office.
The "stepping stone" assistant couldn't straighten her waist. Fu Youzhi pushed her gently and she collapsed in the vice president's office.
The vice president is a typical middle-aged white man. Fortunately, he is a sensible person and understands that they are here to ask for an explanation. In fact, he has nothing to hide.
"Celebrities and ladies drafted a joint letter to boycott Asian faces appearing on the runway. We are not serving the grassroots public. Customers are the most important consumers,"
"It's just a replacement. It's very simple for us. There are so many people queuing up for the AMS show. I'll change it to an invitation. You should be satisfied."
Why did Fu Youzhi think it was because of this?
Customer opinions only...
Fu Youzhi sneered, took out his supreme black card with two thin fingers, and reported his major customer number:
fu8888
As soon as the vice president heard this number, he was instantly stunned. The hand holding the coffee froze in place, and he didn't even notice that his lips were burned...
a number!
No more than ten people in the world have this honor...
His face tightened, and he calmly checked the consumption records of this number and name...
Pyramid tip!
The new widowed socialite Jiang Sui has been spending like crazy recently, but she has not yet surpassed her...
He concealed a bit of his panic and said in a calm voice,
"what do you want?"
"I don't need to write a joint letter. I am using my exclusive name to refute the letter that boycotts Asian faces. I don't need any concessions from you. I just want fairness!"
Everyone has the right to make reasonable requests, and the weight of this account is obviously higher. The vice president hesitated for a long time, stared at the screen with his eyes flashing, and said in a calm voice,