"What's the matter, speak up!"
Sun Guozheng, who was already furious, barked impatiently when he saw the call was from the general manager of Jincheng Fashion.
When Sun Guozheng lost his temper, he became irate and could not calm down. This was also why he had developed a heart condition.
"Mr. Sun, it's bad, something terrible has happened!"
The opening line of the general manager of Jincheng Fashion was identical to Jincheng Group's Vice President's, "There's trouble at Jincheng Fashion, Mr. Sun."
Hearing this, Sun Guozheng's jaw trembled with rage.
"Quit babbling! What's the big trouble, talk!"
"Mr. Sun, our four fabric warehouses caught fire all at once, and all the fabrics and inventory clothes inside are ruined!"
Fire? Burned?
Sun Guozheng was so angry he almost coughed up blood. Why was it the warehouses again?
"Explain yourself properly, what exactly happened? Is it an accident, or was it arson? What about our security and surveillance?"
