The news spread online faster than he expected, and the PR department's emergency PR plan didn't have much effect.

He couldn't even imagine how many people were pushing the situation behind the scenes.

Originally, the end of the year was the time for all companies to push their performance. As soon as the incident came out, many clothing stores under Flores Group were affected.

Orders plummeted.

Even this morning, there were frequent cancellations.

The cancellation rate was five times that of previous years, almost breaking the industry bottom line.

If this continues, Flores Group will become the laughingstock of the industry on Christmas Eve.

Fortunately, the cooperation orders with some distributors have already been negotiated and will not be affected for the time being.

But even so, Flores Group's stock price kept going down after the opening, the momentum was very dangerous.

If they can't control it...

Diego rubbed his aching temples: "Did you get in touch with Corinna?"

Stanley looked grave: "I went to see him myself. Corinna is young, and he's at the age where he's passionate about everything. Upon hearing my intention, he refused directly."

His words were harsh: "Flores Group is a company with no conscience, it's a social tumor. I must eradicate tumors like you one by one to restore a clean society and nature."

They didn't know that directly discharging wastewater would seriously damage the environment. But the company had limited funds, and they couldn't care much about it at that time, for the development of Flores Group.

Now, they have the energy and funds, aren't they also the first to think about moving the factory out?

In the final analysis, they also care about the environment.

But, these young people who have just entered society cannot understand it.

"I also contacted Commissioner Xie, but it was always the secretary who answered the phone, and they all gave evasive answers."

Diego's eyes darkened.

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Scott drove to the mental hospital himself and saw Sofia, who was wearing a hospital gown.

Sofia could not be described as just being miserable, but rather pitiful.

Some of her hair had been pulled out, there were many scratches on her face, and her right pinky finger was bent unusually, as if she had just been in a fight.

She looked intently at the person in front of her and cried out: "Scott, save me! Save me! I don't want to stay here."

"Those two women are crazy, they're not human, save me!"

Scott was startled by her frantic appearance.

Sofia no longer had her former elegance and composure.

He gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, I came back this time to save you."

"Really?" A gleam of hope returned to Sofia's eyes.

Martina said she would find a way to get her out, but it had been days and she was still stuck here.

Martina hadn't even come by in these past few days.

Let alone Diego, who hadn't appeared once.

As for Sebastian, he had long sided with Daniela.

The three people she relied on most in her life, none of them could save her.

Yet, it was only a spare tire, Scott, who was willing to come see her and promised to save her.

"Thank you, Scott!" Sofia said, sobbing: "You're all I have, you have to save me."

Scott nodded solemnly, reluctantly ended the visit and immediately went to the director's office.

"I'm taking Sofia away!"

Paul looked at Scott's appearance and couldn't help but feel a headache.

The Jones Family brothers were really strange.

One was helping Daniela, openly and secretly preventing Sofia from living a good life. The other was helping Sofia.

It was really confusing.

Paul smiled: "I'm afraid that won't be possible. Sofia is a patient who needs strict supervision, and she cannot leave the hospital until the doctors have completed their assessment."

Scott frowned: "As long as you let me take Sofia away, I will invest three hundred million in your hospital."