Chapter 14 Chapter 14 Retreat! Great Retreat!

When Luo Bao took off his shoes, he felt a little embarrassed because there was a small hole in his socks.

Song Jingye felt even happier when he saw his poor appearance. This kind of person is the easiest to deceive.

He hypocritically ushered them into the living room, and arranged for the most expensive and exquisite food to be served. Seeing that Luo Bao was young, he deliberately placed Song Ye's top-of-the-line game console in the most conspicuous place.

After finishing everything, Song Jingye crossed his arms and began to negotiate: "You just want to see your mother?"

Luo Bao continued, his lines memorized by heart: "Not only that, I want to take my mother abroad. You have to get me a plane ticket. I don't want her to die. I heard An Zhi say that Hong Wan would definitely be shot."

These words made Song Jingye even more certain that An Zhi definitely had Yu Feiyue in his hands.

But he is not a fool. If Luo Bao takes people away and is caught by the police on the way, he will be in danger too.

In fact, he knew that the dead had the tightest mouths.

But at this critical juncture, if someone died, the police would definitely keep a closer eye on him, and he was in a passive position.

Song Jingye twirled the jade ring on his thumb and said with a smile, "Let's eat first. Have you ever played this game console?"

Luo Bao was also hungry, so he started eating without hesitation. He took a moment to glance at the game console and shook his head. "I have to work and earn money for my mother. I don't have time to play."

He was telling the truth and giving the money to his real mother, who was a big spender.

Poor thing...

Song Jingye couldn't help but want to laugh. He had controlled so many orphans who longed for family affection, and Luo Bao was no exception.

When Luo Bao had almost finished eating, Song Jingye patiently took him to visit the villa and brought him to the garage.

Song Jingye asked again: "Do you like these cars? Have you passed the driving test?"

Luo Bao's eyes lit up, and he touched one of the Harleys and said in surprise, "It's a rare model! Holy crap! Awesome!"

"Do you want it? I can give it to you." Song Jingye said with a smile.

Luo Bao withdrew his hand and scratched his head. What should he do? An Zhi didn't tell him what he was going to do if the other party gave him a gift...

After hesitating for a while, Luo Bao said, "I'm here to see my mother."

Song Jingye took the key off, threw it to Luo Bao, and patted it: "No hurry, open it and try it out. You can run around freely in this manor, and don't be afraid of breaking things. I have always wanted a boy. When I saw you look so much like my wife at first sight, I liked you very much."

Luo Bao got goosebumps and didn't want it at all.

He insisted: "I heard An Zhi and others say that Hong Wan is definitely dead. Are you stalling for time? I've said it before, there's no more room for discussion."

"Of course not. I can take you to see her later, but I can't bear to see you leave me, and we can't reach an agreement on letting you go," Song Jingye said slowly, even though he was extremely anxious and wanted to find out Yu Feiyue's whereabouts as soon as possible.

Luo Bao's face darkened. "What do you mean? You want to lock me up? What if you get caught? What will happen to my mom?"

It’s okay to lock him up, Luo Bao thought. An Zhi said that as long as we can find out his location, it will be fine. He just hadn’t eaten enough.

Song Jingye smiled: "Tell me where Yu Feiyue is, I promise everything will be fine. You can drive these cars as much as you want here, and I will buy you anything you want. Can you speak foreign languages ​​when you go abroad? How do you make money outside? So are you willing to tell me now?"

Luo Bao said, "Take me to see my mother first. I'm not stupid."

Song Jingye glanced at him contemptuously. If he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't be here.

He acted like a good father, put his arm around Luo Bao's shoulders, and said slowly, "So many people want to be my child. If you're not stupid, you should agree."

Luo Baocai doesn't want to be the son of a beast. He has a father and a mother.

So he insisted on refusing: "I don't want it. I'm not used to living in someone else's house."

"How can it be someone else's house? This is your home," Song Jingye said generously, "If you're afraid that I'll kick you out if you tell me where Yu Feiyue is, I can transfer the house to your name. It can be done today."

Luo Bao shook his head, unmoved, and continued: "I'm not your biological child, I wouldn't feel comfortable living here, where is my mother?"

Song Jingye narrowed his eyes. It was not good to be too poor, as he did not understand the taste of money and power.

If he had time, he would take this poor boy out to play, and he would definitely not care about mom or dad anymore.

Song Jingye said bluntly, "I'm also worried whether you really betrayed An Zhi. What if you are here to get information? I haven't even seen where Yu Feiyue is."

Luo Bao's heart tightened. It was terrible. What should he do now?!

He looked at Song Jingye and could only follow his elder brother's example and keep silent.

Fortunately, Song Jingye didn't notice Luo Bao's stiffness and continued, "I love your mother very much and will treat you as my own. I'll register you in my household registration today, and from now on you'll be my biological son. Then tell me your address, and you can spend some quality time with your mother, catching up with her. I'll go take care of Yu Feiyue, so your mother won't get arrested."

The corners of his mouth curled up with some pride. Now that the person was registered in his household register, it would be easier to control him.

After finding Yu Feiyue, he took Luo Bao to a foreign mental hospital and locked him up.

It is natural for a father to discipline his son.

"You will know the benefits of being the son of the Song family in the future, what do you think?" Song Jingye led his men out of the gate and walked into the yard of the villa.

After waiting for a long time, Luo Bao didn't say a word, and Song Jingye looked at him again.

Luo Bao lowered his eyes and counted his fingers.

This situation is a bit similar to the first time Song Jingye met Hong Wan. They are both country folk, simple-minded and easy to control.

I guess he was moved but didn't know how to say it out loud.

Song Jingye hooked his arm around his neck and followed closely: "Let's go, I'll take you to see your mother. This is settled!"

"Okay..." Luo Bao was led by Song Jingye into the smallest wooden house in the farthest part of the villa yard.

As soon as I pushed the door open, there was a musty smell inside. A nurse was taking care of Hong Wan who was lying on the hospital bed. Hong Wan seemed to be sleeping and showed no sign of waking up when he heard the noise.

Luo Bao sighed nervously and breathed weakly, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Luo Bao's nervousness about his mother, Song Jingye felt more reassured: "Tell me, where is Yu Feiyue?"

Luo Bao quickly gave the address, then said, "I'm still hungry."

Song Jingye laughed heartily: "Okay, then you can eat here while you wait, I'll have someone transfer your household registration here!"

He said gently and kindly: "Do Dad a favor tonight, and I will let you get everything you want..."

Luo Bao smiled nervously and remained silent.

Seeing this, Song Jingye was even more satisfied. Children from poor families are so easy to control.

After arranging for his servants to take good care of Luo Bao, he closed the door and his smile faded. He regained his condescending demeanor and began to instruct his men, feeling certain of success. "Take two teams of bodyguards and go find Yu Feiyue at the address Luo Bao gave us. I want to hold the banquet tonight as normal! And I want to make it a grand affair! I want to tell everyone openly that I am innocent!"

Song Jingye waved his hand again and said, "Publish a blog and sue An Zhi for defamation!"

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A blog post by An Ruonan and a letter of complaint from Song Jingye have been published, and An Zhi has not responded for a whole day.

The entire blog's rhetoric has changed again.

[It's been a whole day, and there's no follow-up. Doesn't this prove that An Zhi is guilty? She's too scared to come out after receiving a lawyer's letter!]

[Please, who is An Ruonan? She donated sanitary napkins to the mountainous areas and built schools and roads there. I don't believe she would protect a beast who raped a little girl!]

[That's right! A crappy film director came up with a gimmick, and it's based on a true story. With just one sentence and no evidence, you conspiracy theorists are having a brain orgasm?]

[This is hilarious! Fans of An Ruonan, can you please open your eyes and look at the evidence? Who doesn't have evidence? An Ruonan only said one sentence, but Song Jingye's underwear was completely stripped off!]

I just don't understand. How can Song Jingye, who is suing for defamation, prove his innocence?

You can never wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep. These conspiracy theorists just think they're awesome and better than the police! Our Nan Nan will never help the bad guys!

After Xie Wencong's arrangement, the entire public opinion changed as soon as An Ruonan published her blog. The analyses of those great writers were either impossible to find or loaded very slowly when they were clicked on, and no one had the patience to finish reading them.

On the contrary, it is the locust-like fans like An Ruonan who overwhelmingly believe in An Ruonan's words and fill the new users.

As soon as they came in, all they saw were people cursing An Zhi, so they were left with the impression that An Zhi had hyped up a movie to slander Song Jingye.

So when they saw An Zhi's short film, they became angry.

"The dead are the greatest, don't you understand? Did those four little girls offend you, An Zhi? Isn't it too much to make a movie like this and throw dirty water on those girls?"

I never thought that An Zhi not only made bad movies, but also had such low moral standards that he made movies like "Sinking" based on his own fantasies and even insulted the dead!!

The first wave of people who watched "Taming" and made their own judgments were immediately drowned out.

Those blogs that refuted the claims with clear evidence were deleted shortly afterwards.

Everyone could only return TK and couldn't help but comment under An Zhi's "Accepting Customized Videos": An Zhi! Say something!

An Ruonan’s fans will never come to TK, so even if the freedom of speech here among those who support An Zhi will not be banned, those who do not trust An Zhi will not be able to see it!

Everyone was feeling extremely frustrated, but Xie Wencong felt extremely happy when he saw himself manipulating public opinion once again.

He did not go to the social event, but hid in the lounge on the second floor of Song Jingye's villa, keeping an eye on the comments from time to time so that he could make timely arrangements.

He took a sip of the liquor, and the victory made his whole body hot, and his blood was restless with excitement.

It is now 8 o'clock in the evening. Song Jingye's villa, which has been closed for two years, has been renovated and is even more luxurious.

In order to host the banquet, the villa was decorated with brilliant lights, trees worth millions each, flowers airlifted from overseas, seafood caught from the deep sea, and aged red wine.

Everything demonstrates the financial resources of the owner of this villa.

Song Jingye was no longer as depressed as he was at noon. He was full of energy and greeted every guest who came to the banquet.

In order to prove that he had no guilt, Song Jingye not only issued a letter of complaint, but also directly invited major media to attend the dinner.

At this moment, a red carpet has been rolled out in front of the entrance to the manor, and reporters are holding cameras to film the stars, celebrities, big directors and capitalists who have come to attend the banquet.

Someone greeted him and said, "Hey, about that online incident, why don't you sue that crappy movie director...his name is An Zhi, right? And then let her go?"

Song Jingye nodded slightly: "There's no need to argue with a crazy director, but she will definitely not have the resources anymore."

A group of people smiled knowingly and praised: "You are too tolerant. That's why you let such a small person end up like this."

After he finished speaking, Song Jingye smiled smugly at the camera: "When will the cycle of revenge end? I feel ashamed to be associated with such a bad film director. I shouldn't have agreed to direct her in "Sinking" just because of our friendship. Sigh..."

These conversations were all clearly recorded in the live broadcast.

An Ruonan’s fans have been waiting here for a long time, looking forward to An Ruonan’s participation.

There are also some fans who were attracted by An Zhi’s short film “Taming” and they came over to wait, hoping that An Zhi would come forward to prove that their analysis was correct!

[Wow! Why hasn't our Nan Nan come out yet? I'm so excited to see who she'll choose as her boyfriend!]

[This is so funny! I really hope those idiots who believe in An Zhi will listen. Didn't they say Song Jingye has no evidence? If he didn't have any, how dare he come out and broadcast live, hold a banquet, and even openly announce that he's going to adopt five girls!?]

"That's right, it's this late, and all the big stars are here. Would An Zhi be afraid to come? I heard that Song Jingye invited An Zhi to attend. If An Zhi apologized sincerely, he would consider not prosecuting An Zhi for An Ruonan's sake."

This matter has become very popular recently, and the number of online viewers of the live broadcast has almost reached millions.

There were also many fans of An Ruonan giving gifts. This live broadcast was held on the KS platform, and TK's daily active users dropped rapidly. People who wanted to join in the fun were always like this: they came excitedly, and then another wave left.

Song Jingye smiled and led the guests to the red wine area one by one, calling Song Ye: "Take good care of the uncles and aunts."

The guests were about to arrive, and Song Jingye was very excited. This time, he quickly controlled the public opinion, and Yu Feiyue was also under his watch, which gave him great confidence, and he couldn't wait to start taming the five girls to be adopted.

He quietly left the banquet, went up to the second floor and entered the lounge.

Xie Wenchong was still dealing with online comments. He glanced at him and said, "You're lucky. Yu Feiyue found it for you."

"If you didn't want to keep Yu Feiyue to lure An Zhi here, I would have sent people to do it long ago, instead of just sending people there to keep an eye on Yu Feiyue. You owe me this," Song Jingye took a big sip of whiskey with ice cubes.

Xie Wencong did not respond. An Zhi did not speak for a day, so his remarks could be easily reversed.

An Ruonan said: I was relaxing abroad when I found out about the things on the Internet. Oh my God, this is so terrible. I have never heard of such a thing.

In one sentence, the speech was reversed.

Yes, how is it possible that someone who committed such a thing has not been caught?

Even An Ruonan, who has such a good relationship with Song Jingye, hasn't heard of it, so An Zhi must be spreading rumors!

Xie Wencong, one of the great analysts, was looking for someone to expose their negative information. Soon, people began to question whether An Zhi was hyping up the matter and using the reputation of the girl who died of depression. This made everyone dislike her even more.

“Buzz buzz buzz…”

The sound of a helicopter was heard, and Xie Wencong quickly stood up and went to the roof of the villa.

An Ruonan got off the helicopter after changing into a high-end custom-made outfit, exuding elegance from head to toe.

She pressed her lace-gloved hand against her chest. "I was so scared. Fortunately, the matter has been resolved. This morning, I saw everyone questioning my remarks, and I got a little too angry and treated you badly."

Xie Wencong smiled and bent down to kiss her, wondering absentmindedly when An Zhi would come. She should be coming soon. The attack she had prepared for was neutralized, and she had no other choice.

He led An Ruonan down from the second floor to the banquet hall, and the atmosphere immediately reached a climax. She was a hot figure, representing six major capitals.

Even the barrage of comments began to increase exponentially, and gifts were given out like crazy, reaching hundreds of millions in turnover in an instant.

For a moment, everyone surrounded An Ruonan like stars surrounding the moon.

An Ruonan enjoyed everyone's attention, compliments, and some jealous looks. She stood with her back straight and her chin slightly raised.

Song Jingye led Song Ye and the newly adopted girls to the banquet stage.

He clapped his palms gently and said elegantly, "Welcome everyone to my party. I have several things I want to share with you today."

Song Jingye smiled and said, "People on the Internet say that I imprisoned Hong Wan. Today, I want everyone to see that Hong Wan is fine. She is truly sick and weak, and I am not holding her captive."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight noise from the second floor. The wheelchair rubbed against the floor, and "Hong Wan" was pushed out.

Luo Bao didn't expect Song Jingye's help, so he still let him pretend to be Hong Wan! !

He was carefully dressed up for three or four hours, with the help of a top makeup artist. In addition, the lighting on the second floor was dim, so when he was pushed out in a wheelchair, he looked exactly like Hong Wan.

Luo Bao was forced to raise his hand and smile at everyone, then began to cough.

Song Jingye looked distressed: "My wife Wanwan has been in a bad mood since she fell seriously ill. She came out today to help me."

Immediately afterwards, a microphone was stuffed into Luo Bao's hand, and the real voice of Hong Wan came from the speakers, which was recorded in advance.

"What happened online... ahem, I heard about it. I don't know why An Zhi slandered me like this... My husband, it never happened... But I did see An Zhi sending ambiguous messages to my husband..."

Everyone was in an uproar, and the barrage of comments suddenly increased.

[Oh my god, I was saying there was something wrong with An Zhi! So she wanted to "tame" Song Jingye, let everyone scold him, and then An Zhi would threaten Song Jingye to be together? How scary.]

[I don't believe it! An Zhi, why haven't you come yet? It's impossible. The lights are so dim. Could this person be Luo Bao in disguise?]

[This is hilarious. Luo Bao is pretending to be him? Luo Bao is an actor for your director An Da, and he doesn't even know Song Jingye!?]

[No wonder the short film portrays Hong Wan as so terrifying. Is An Zhi jealous of Hong Wan?]

[Can't you use your brain to think about it? Song Jingye is so old, An Zhi must be crazy to like him! Are all of An Ruonan's fans just love-brained?]

The barrage of comments became more and more noisy, but of course, An Ruonan’s fans questioned An Zhide more overall, after all, she had too many fans.

Song Jingye looked quite distressed and raised a glass of red wine. "Alright, let my wife go in and rest. Don't let these little things affect everyone's mood. I have some good news to share with everyone. Before we do, let's raise our glasses together and prepare to enjoy the absolutely unique party I have prepared for you all!"

Everyone raised their glasses, and the red liquid, illuminated by the shining glass lamp above their heads, looked as thick as blood.

“Squeak!”

"That's right! Tonight's banquet is absolutely unique!"

As the door was slowly pushed open, An Zhi's voice was heard by everyone first, and then she led her team in.

An Zhi tilted his head slightly, a meaningful smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

Xie Wen Chong subconsciously looked up.

Just by taking a look, he felt as if frozen in place, and the wine glass was almost crushed by him.

An Zhi wore a black dress with her thick black curly hair casually tied up, revealing her slender neck and beautiful collarbone.

The loose hair was blown by the wind and slid across An Zhi's perfect face. Under the curled eyelashes were a pair of lively eyes, a pink nose tip, and rosy lips.

Everyone fell silent in an instant. They never knew that An Zhi looked so beautiful under the mask.

Even though she didn't fit the bill of a "beauty club" at all, and wasn't even wearing haute couture, it looked like she had just bought a dress from a random roadside shop as an emergency.

Even her hair was tied up casually, and as she walked along, she put on lipstick in front of a mirror placed on the side of the road.

The whole person looks casual and lazy, yet exudes vigorous vitality and ambitious momentum.

An Ruonan felt that her attention was snatched away by An Zhi in an instant. She subconsciously looked at Yu Shaojin, and then at Xie Wencong who was not far away.

None of them considered her feelings at this moment, but they all stared at An Zhi intently.

How did An Zhi's face recover?

“Snap…”

The wine glass hit the floor with a sharp sound.

Everyone came back to their senses and looked towards the source of the sound.

An Ruonan looked embarrassed: "Oh, I didn't hold it firmly. I was so surprised to see your face. Did you have plastic surgery? Where are the scars on your face? Plastic surgery can have serious side effects."

An Zhi didn't care about An Ruonan's words and stared at Song Jingye.

She had only one goal today, to catch him no matter what!

An Zhi tilted his head and asked, "Ah, this is Sheng Jiong. Song Jingye, you must know her very well, right?"

Song Jingye narrowed his eyes: "I don't know him. I know him if he's not a nobody, right?"

"Really? Then you must not care about such a small person?" An Zhi raised his eyebrows.

Song Jingye smiled contemptuously and could not deny it.

Sheng Jiong quickly and confidently took out his phone and used a selfie stick to take a picture of himself: "Then I'll do a live broadcast. I'm sure someone like you won't mind!"

Song Jingye: “?!”

He was so exhausted that he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

The words have been put out there, he really can't refuse anymore, but what's the point even if An Zhi and the others broadcast live?

Song Jingye smiled faintly: "Haha, this is how small-time people behave, always trying to get attention."

But Xie Wencong's face changed.

Because Yu Shaojin sent a message saying: The number of viewers has begun to drop sharply!

[An Zhi!! You finally spoke up! Change the position, change the position!]

[Holy crap!! I finally don't have to hide here and suffer the wrath! An Zhi, why didn't you say anything during the live stream?! Sisters! Retreat!]

[Let's go! Oh my goodness, I finally don't have to listen to these love-brained fans flattering me. It's such a time, why are they still focusing on love? I give up! An Zhi! Pull off Song Jingye's skin for me!]

[Which platform? How come I don’t know? No, how come you all have somewhere to go?]

[TK! I can't post anything all day, and when I do, it gets deleted. I'm fed up with this! Run, run, run!]

So a large number of lurking people quickly left the live broadcast room. What Xie Wencong and his team did not expect was that there were tens of millions of people!

The blog has been controlled for comments, so why are there still so many people standing on An Zhi's side?

An Ruonan's fans were still screaming: "What?! Nan Nan was talking to An Zhi, but An Zhi ignored her, right? Why is she so proud?!"

There were also those who disappeared in the middle of an argument with those who believed in An Zhi after they found that the other party was insulting them as idiots. They were so angry that they couldn't bear it anymore, so they quickly downloaded TK to create a user and ran into Sheng Jiong's live broadcast room.

[The user I just argued with: How could she not love me?! Get out here!!! We're not done yet!]

In an instant, nearly two-thirds of the people in the live broadcast room set up by Yu Shaojin and others disappeared.

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Interested little angels please collect it in advance~ "Even if you are a vicious female supporting role as a social animal, you still need a salary" [Let me see]

Jiang Nanxing is an Ai chat system, and her main users are the fighters among the working people, commonly known as old hands.

So she has three most important cognitions

[Slacking off at work without pay is like wasting your time]

[If you don't take advantage of the company, you'll feel guilty about your low salary]

【Pork trotter rice is delicious, especially the one soaked in tears】

As she continued to strive to learn more, her host was accidentally hacked, her consciousness became chaotic, and she traveled through time and space and became a college student who had just started working.

Another system appeared: [Host Jiang Nanxing! Hello, you are now a vicious female supporting role]

-

In the past five years, ever since Su Yiqiao transferred to Shen Jincong's school, supporting actresses and actors have been constantly appearing in his life to bring him and Su Yiqiao together.

Chen Jincong sent one person after another away like playing with a dog until a familiar voice sounded.

[Host Jiang Nanxing! Hello, you are now a vicious female supporting role]

[See that man standing at the entrance of the Pig Trotter Rice Restaurant? While his car has a flat tire, your first order of business is to pick him up and take a sexy photo with him! ! Threaten him and humiliate him! Let him know that there's only one person like Su Yiqiao in the world!]

Jiang Nanxing, unable to see anything, was confused: [Work assignments? But when did we sign the labor contract? How are the five social insurances and one housing fund calculated? What about working hours? Do we have two days off a week? Do we get paid for overtime? What about holiday benefits? If you don't mention these, does that mean they don't exist?]

System: Oo

Shen Jincong:?

Ten minutes later, as Shen Jincong expected, these hosts, after getting the benefits, would succumb to the system and start to do bad things to him.

result……

He watched Jiang Nanxing brush past him, and then heard, "Two minutes into work, time to slack off! Pig's trotter rice, here I come!"

system:?

Shen Jincong:?

Shen Jincong knew that it was just a new trick and Jiang Nanxing would start completing the mission sooner or later.

He waited until Monday, Jiang Nanxing: [Monday dizzy at work]

On Tuesday, Jiang Nanxing rushed to the milk tea shop: [Win a free meal on Tuesday!]

After waiting until Wednesday, Jiang Nanxing lined up in a long line at the grilled fish restaurant: [50% off on Wednesday!]

After waiting until Thursday, Jiang Nanxing ran off like a whirlwind: [Crazy Thursday! Here I come!]

Finally, it was Friday. Jiang Nanxing called the system to tell the time all day: [1 hour, 48 minutes, 26 seconds until the end of the get off work day]

Haha, as for the weekend? Jiang Nanxing is nowhere to be seen on weekends!

-

A month later, Chen Jincong finally waited for Jiang Nanxing.

The other party, facing the air, using his power bank, wearing his clothes, holding up his old phone, threatened: "Haha, Shen Jincong, this is my clock-in evidence and labor contract. You don't want the Labor and Social Security Bureau to know that you are in arrears of wages, do you?"

Shen Jincong smiled and circled Jiang Nanxing from behind, his voice cheerful: "Oh? What should I do then? What do you want to do to me?"