Chapter 194: He only stopped for Wen Jinye

Chapter 194: He only stopped for Wen Jinye

At that time, her aunt, with bloodshot eyes, pressed Wen Jin down on the bed and hysterically berated her for being shameless and seducing her cousin.

That knife was originally meant to slash Wen Jinye's face.

But because Wen Jin struggled in fear, the stab ended up piercing her shoulder.

Blood soaked through the sheets.

Zhao Qincai suddenly realized what was happening.

“The shadow of that family loomed over me like a shadow. My parents passed away, and there was no one to support me or stand behind me. So, forbearance became my life motto. But I did not live a better life because of my forbearance, restraint, and caution.”

Instead, it caused her a period of hardship in her relationships, her life, and even her work.

The bloody, vivid scars were something Wen Jin never imagined would one day reveal the darkness buried deep in her heart to others in this way.

But some things, once said, don't seem as heavy as you might imagine.

It's like a gloomy, foggy day when the sun suddenly shines through the thick clouds, letting out a ray of light.

Wen Jin also said:

"You should not believe in me, but rather in the power of the media, or rather, the power of the masses after the media has disseminated information."

This sentence is gentle yet powerful.

Like a gentle breeze brushing across a barren field, carrying seeds of hope, it seems to be sowing the seeds of a new spring.

The woman's sobs gradually subsided, but her trembling shoulders continued unabated.

at last--

She returned all the documents to Wen Jinye.

Along with unopened handkerchiefs.

The only thing they kept was Wen Jinye's business card.

Seeing her bleak and frail figure holding her daughter, Kong Shenlin, who had been silent all along, walked over.

He took off his jacket and draped it over Wen Jinye.

If Kong Shenlin had previously only lowered his guard against Wen Jinye and acknowledged her past abilities...

At this moment, Kong Shenlin genuinely admired Wen Jin.

"Comforting others by reopening old wounds is like doubling your own pain. Can you really go to that extent for the sake of your job?"

Wen Jin calmly straightened her clothes and returned the coat to Kong Shenlin untouched.

“I’m not just doing this for work.”

Her voice was steady and firm.

"My gloom has dissipated. But I know better than anyone how suffocating it is to live under gloom."

It was like an invisible net, tightly binding and embedding itself into the bones and blood.

"Moreover, it is our duty as media professionals to speak out for them. They have the right to remain silent, but they should not be left without a voice, nor should they be coerced into silence."

Kong Shenlin glanced at her sideways and asked succinctly:

"Knowing that this matter is complex and could lead to consequences far beyond our control, do you still want to get involved? Aren't you afraid of getting burned?"

He cautioned, "This matter is far more complex and confusing than the shadows of your family of origin."

The sunset glow outside the window shone through the stairwell window, casting a rich orange light on Wen Jinye's face as she looked up.

His gaze was natural and resolute.

"You didn't interrupt me, which means you didn't intend to back down, right?"

This statement succinctly reveals Kong Shenlin's stance.

He smiled with relief:

"I knew I hadn't misjudged him."

*

The dinner party that evening was scheduled for Mingshanzhu.

Tonight's gathering was organized by the main person in charge of the Hanjiang Street development. In addition to the team from Hengji Building responsible for this project, several leaders from the Urban Construction Department are expected to be present.

And media outlets with significant influence in Jiangbei.

After all, this project is privately owned, and any negative news that breaks out during the development process could cause incalculable losses.

Kong Shenlin and Wen Jinye were insignificant figures at tonight's dinner party, so they arrived very early.

When they arrived at the door of the private room, they discovered that the leader who had previously rejected Wen Jinye's transfer application but later made a complete 180-degree turn was also there.

When Wang Pei saw Wen Jinye, he was clearly taken aback. "Why did you bring Reporter Wen with you?"

Kong Shenlin didn't think there was anything wrong with this. "She needs to establish herself in social news in the future, and she can't just deal with capitalists."

Wang Pei hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped himself, "But in this kind of situation..."

The unusual behavior at that moment wasn't because I was worried that Wen Jin was incompetent.

It's more like fear than anything else.

Kong Shenlin was full of doubts. "What's wrong with this kind of occasion? Reporter Wen can handle herself with ease in front of big shots who are worth hundreds of millions or even more. Are you afraid she'll ruin the event?"

"Never mind." He waved his hand. "Remember to shield Xiao Wen from some of the drinking."

I have never seen Wang Pei, who is usually utilitarian and obsequious to the powerful, have such a human side.

Kong Shenlin turned to look at Wen Jinye in disbelief, his eyes seeming to ask:

How did you win him over?

Wen Jin also felt something was amiss; ever since Wang Pei abruptly agreed to her job transfer application last time, he seemed like a completely different person.

Could it be that the deputy director put pressure on him?

After all, the deputy director always felt indebted to Wen Jinye because of the fact that he had forced Wen Jinye to suspend her duties.

Later, they also inquired about Wen Jinye's plans for reinstatement.

Upon learning that Wen Jin also planned to change positions, they were initially surprised, and then asked with concern which position Wen Jin wanted to be transferred to.

Regardless of which one, we should try our best to retain Wen Jinye's position as team leader.

But being parachuted into a new position with authority means that someone will suffer injustice.

So Wen Jin didn't say anything at the time, she just wanted to follow the procedure.

Unexpectedly, they encountered Wang Pei, who became their obstacle.

Anyway, the matter was over, and Wen Jin didn't want to delve into it further.

Regardless, Wang Pei was her superior.

The respect due should still be shown.

Wen Jin also gave a professional smile, "Thank you for your concern, Director Wang."

People gradually arrived.

Wen Jin followed Kong Shenlin and Wang Pei in greeting them in turn.

However, the main characters of the night, the people from the Urban Construction Department, were late in arriving.

"Section Chief Lin under Director Zhang said there was a traffic jam on the road, let's sit down and talk first."

The person in charge of organizing the dinner invited everyone to take their seats.

Wen Jin also remembered that person; she had briefly met him a few times when she visited Hengji before.

But Wen Jin didn't expect that he also remembered her.

"It's been a while since we've seen Reporter Wen. How come you've started working on social news with Director Wang?"

The tone was clearly familiar with Wang Pei, hence the teasing tone, "What about his dilapidated temple attracted you?"

Wen Jin smiled and said eloquently, "It was Director Wang who gave me the ladder to advancement."

Her tone held just the right amount of surprise, "I didn't expect you to still remember me."

But the other party was even more flattered, and the usually pretentious person became unusually composed:

“Previously in the lobby of Henderson Building, your pen rolled to Mr. Fu’s feet. I was there at the time, so of course I remember reporter Wen.”

Perhaps fearing that Wen Jin might not remember, he added, "It was Assistant Dong who returned the pen to you at the time."

Actually, there was a long passage he didn't say.

That day—

Mr. Fu, who never stopped for anyone, actually stopped in his tracks because of that small pen.