Chapter 218 Everything is ready, only east wind is missing

The day of the commendation meeting finally arrived.

Starting from seven in the morning, news that Meng Anran suffered from mental illness continued to spread on the Internet, as if preparing for the fatal blow at the commendation conference.

In a suburban villa, Bai Yujin's fingertips gently slid across the tablet, and the emerald jade ring on her middle finger sparkled in the sunlight.

On the screen, the topic #Rui Ming Chairman is psychologically twisted# is rapidly climbing the hot search list.

"Add another 500,000 online trolls," she instructed the person on the other end of the headset. "Push this news to the top of the trending searches. I want this topic to stay at the top of the trending searches for a full 24 hours."

Liu Zhi was also busy. Ming Jing carried her downstairs early in the morning before she even opened her eyes. While eating breakfast, she held a video conference to arrange overtime for Jiayan Entertainment employees.

"It's now the third most searched topic. Hurry and suppress the heat. This can't go viral before the commendation ceremony starts!"

She rubbed her short hair that looked like a chicken coop, and her anxiety was visible to the naked eye.

Ming Jing handed her a cup of soy milk and said, "Don't just talk, eat."

Liuzhi took it, took a sip, then put it down, picked up the fork, poked a piece of French toast and put it in her mouth, her eyes never leaving the tablet.

Before he could even chew two bites, he mumbled, "Is it our Jiayan or Miss An who's out of money? Where are the water army? Smash them hard! And by the way, check out what's going on on the other side and catch any small flaws!"

Seeing her being so diligent and conscientious, Ming Jing couldn't help but find it funny. In all the years they knew each other, he had never seen Liu Zhi working seriously.

Perhaps only her best friend's entrustment could make her take it seriously.

"Eat a cherry tomato."

He picked up a green grape from the fruit salad and put it to Liuzhi's mouth. The other person didn't even look at it and opened his mouth to eat it.

He asked, "Is it sweet?"

Liuzhi nodded perfunctorily, "It's quite sweet. I bought those cherry tomatoes somewhere. They taste good."

Ming Jing held his chin and stared at her with a smile. The violent little childhood sweetheart looked more and more adorable the more he looked at her.

Public opinion was temporarily suppressed to fifth place on the hot search list. Taking advantage of this gap, Liu Zhi quickly called Meng Anran:

"Miss, who are we talking about? Could it be that crazy Lu Heng again? He's getting heated up so quickly. This time he's really going to kill you!"

On the other end of the phone, Meng Anran's voice was terrifyingly calm: "Help me suppress it. I want to see how much money she has to spend compared to me."

Liu Zhi frowned: "Are you sure you want to play this money-burning game? Tianyi has just been established, your working capital..."

"Don't worry, my assets won't bottom out that easily." Meng Anran said this without question, and Liu Zhi immediately had no objection. She continued, "Just control it until the commendation ceremony. The main reason is that we're afraid that the evaluation results will be affected. We'll withdraw our forces as soon as the commendation ceremony begins and let her stir up the hype."

"Okay, I will complete the task!" Liu Zhi didn't know what Meng Anran wanted to do, but no matter what Meng Anran planned, she always supported him wholeheartedly.

Don't understand, but do it.

My best friend must have her reasons for acting this way!

After hanging up the phone, Meng Anran stood in front of the mirror and stared at herself in the mirror.

The off-white custom-made dress outlines her slender yet upright figure, and the diamond earrings sparkle with a cold light under the light.

"Psychologically twisted?" She whispered to herself, her red lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, "Then I'll play this psychological warfare with you."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the city conference center was brightly lit.

Meng Anran sat in the backstage lounge, tapping the screen of her mobile phone with her fingertips.

"Nervous?" Qin Mu came over with two cups of tea, sat down next to her, and casually handed her a cup. "It's going to start in half an hour, and there shouldn't be any problems with Liu Zhi."

"I'm not nervous, though." Meng Anran took the hot tea, his eyes darting around as if he were pondering something profound. After a long pause, he said, "I'm just a little curious about Bai Yujin's expression when she sees my assessment report."

Qin Mu couldn't help laughing. "He'll probably be mad. He spent so much money, but in the end he found out that he couldn't hurt you at all."

Meng Anran laughed a few times and drank some hot tea to moisten her throat.

It was almost time to enter, and the two of them walked towards the venue hand in hand.

Today's Entrepreneurs Exchange Conference brought together more than 360 entrepreneurs from all over Beijing. Leaders from relevant departments of the Provincial and Municipal Party Committees came to give commendations.

Hundreds of chairs are labeled with the names of entrepreneurs, and are basically divided according to age, so that people of similar age can sit together to discuss more topics and future development directions.

Meng Anran's seat was next to Qin Mu, on her other side was Duan Jingyao, and on Qin Mu's other side was Song Xu, the president of Lihai Group.

The two men had not arrived yet, but I met a few old acquaintances.

"An'an! Long time no see!" Zuo Yi's eyes lit up when she saw Meng Anran. She walked over quickly, bent down and gave the sitting Meng Anran a gentle hug.

Following behind her was Song Fangteng.

Song Fangteng still likes casual and elegant outfits as always. Even in such a formal occasion today, he still didn't wear his suit properly.

The buttons of his shirt were undone, and he wore a comfortable and casual loose suit on the outside. He looked a little casual, but also inexplicably more lustful.

Qin Mu glanced at Song Fangteng's open collar with displeasure, as if warning him with his eyes to stay away from An Xiaoran.

Song Fangteng innocently raised his hands in surrender and took half a step back to indicate that he had absolutely no inappropriate thoughts about Miss An.

Seeing Qin Mu's reluctantly satisfied look disappear, Song Fangteng finally spoke: "An Ran, what's going on with the news on Weibo? A new tactic in business warfare?"

"Yeah, why did I suddenly get angry about your mental state? Aren't you quite normal?" Zuo Yi stared at Meng Anran left and right, but didn't feel that she was any different from before.

Meng Anran smiled and shrugged, "Who knows, maybe...jealousy can make people unrecognizable."

Zuo Yi leaned over to Meng Anran, covered her mouth and whispered, "Could it be Lu Heng's doing again?"

Hearing this familiar statement, Meng Anran burst out laughing. It seemed that Lu Heng's reputation in the eyes of his friends was as bad as that of the Chinese national football team.

The exchange meeting officially began, and Duan Jingyao and Song Xu arrived on time.

"Mr. An, a tall tree attracts the wind. It seems that you are in trouble this time." Song Xu said this to Meng Anran with a smile across Qin Mu.

Meng Anran chuckled, "Boss Song is also concerned about this kind of public opinion now?"

"Sometimes, public opinion can kill people, right?" Song Xu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"But sometimes, public opinion can also lift people up to high positions." Duan Jingyao spoke leisurely, turning his head to glance at the relaxed Meng Anran, and said, "It seems that Mr. An has everything ready, and all he needs is the east wind."