In Order to Comfort Sue, Morty Said That He Could Stand Up For Stephen

"Although I'm not sure, the shareholders know!" Morty said as he took out his phone and searched for Stephen's company's stock.

"In the past ten days, your brother's newly developed property was mobbed by netizens for using unenvironmentally-friendly products, causing the stock to drop by 10 percent. This week, your brother's biggest competitor company maliciously cut the price, causing your brother's property to be unsold and the stock to drop by 5 percent!"

After Morty finished speaking, Sue's brows immediately furrowed.

A drop of 15 percentage points in just half a month, this figure was quite frightening.

As Stephen's younger sister, Sue wanted to do something for her second brother, but she didn't know how to do it.

Without a choice, Sud could only quickly take out her phone and call Stephen's number.

"Stephen, I heard from Mike that your company is in trouble?" Sue immediately asked the moment the call was connected.

"It's okay, I can handle it. As long as you take good care of your body, I can also worry less!" Stephen pretended to be relaxed on the other side of the phone.

However, that exhausted voice betrayed him.

"Stephen... Why don't you let me be your assistant? I'm too free at home, just treat it as giving me a chance to learn!" Knowing that Stephen doted on her and would definitely not let her down, Sue said a little coquettishly.

"This..." After hesitating for a while, Stephen finally nodded.

"Thank you, Stephen. Then I will come to work on time tomorrow. Don't be stingy to teach me!" Seeing that Stephen had promised, Sue said to the other side of the phone.

On the other side, Stephen helplessly said, "Okay." Then he hung up the phone and rushed into the washroom of the President's office suite.

Looking at the person in the mirror who had not slept for a few days with a pair of panda eyes and a face full of stubble, Stephen hurriedly washed his face and shaved his beard.

Sue would be here tomorrow. He could not let Sue worry about him.

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On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Sue said worriedly, "Stephen's voice sounds very tired. It seems that the company has really reached an important stage of survival."

"Don't worry too much! After all, Uncle is the richest man in the world! If not, as the best actor, I can also still stand up for him!" Morty comforted her.

As he spoke, he reached out and stroked Sue's hair, his actions extremely doting.

"Okay." Sue nodded, revealing a rare little woman's posture.

The next day, Sue drove the Maserati that her father had given her to the company and reported to the company according to the navigation address given by Stephen.

Although Sue had repeatedly stressed that she did not need special treatment, the moment the car entered the parking lot, she saw that Stephen, the President. He was personally there to pick her up, giving her special treatment.

The disadvantage was that her colleagues were all wearing feigned smiles and compliments, which made Sue very uncomfortable.

But the advantage was also very obvious. In just one morning, she had already learned from the special assistant that the President of the company that had maliciously competed with them was Andrew Smith.

In the past, although the two companies were competitive, it was still considered benign.

However, in the past week, for some reason, that company seemed to have gone crazy and repeatedly cut the price maliciously. They did the stupid thing of suffering huge losses while at the same time trying to eliminate its competitor.

"Then regarding this matter, my brother... uh, what does President Stephen think?" Sue immediately asked after the special assistant's explanation.

"What can we do? We can only talk to Andrew Smith! But Andrew Smith has already gone crazy, so our President has been talking to his counterparts for the past few days. He wants to set up an industry association to boycott this madman Andrew together!" The special assistant replied somewhat helplessly.

Hearing this, Sue's brows furrowed tightly.

For Sue, who had worked in the cosmetics e-commerce industry, it was very difficult to boycott this kind of malicious price reduction.

The best way was to talk to Andrew. After all, in the real estate industry, a price reduction was equivalent to throwing money away.

Thinking of this, Sue directly asked the special assistant for Andrew's contact information. She wanted to talk to Andrew personally.

"Miss Sue, I was the one who accompanied President Stephen a few times before. That Andrew almost made a move. You have to be careful!" The special assistant at the side said with a very grave expression.