Chapter 18
cloudy day.
Dim sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains, casting a long, thin shadow on the carpet.
Today is a rest day. Chen Fengni slept until noon but was still exhausted, so she simply stayed in bed.
The blanket was warm and soft, and she rolled over to continue browsing the news. Her expression was focused, and the phone screen cast a faint fluorescent light in her eyes.
A prompt popped up at the top of the screen, indicating that it was a message from Jiang Zhuoyan.
Yan: There is very little negative public opinion now.
Yan: Don’t worry.
Chen Fengni's eyes were filled with tears, and she replied: Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang.
The last time we parted, we added each other on WeChat for easy communication.
Jiang Zhuoyan was a great help in Sheng Xinyan's recent incident. She directly contacted the senior management of Guanxing Media, bypassing Luo Ye, and implemented a series of effective public relations measures, successfully reversing public opinion.
Under clever guidance, the onlookers, who had no real feelings to begin with, were easily influenced by the crowd. Those who had initially criticized Sheng Xinyan with indignation began to express understanding, saying that society is under great pressure now and that it's natural for workers to be crazy.
However, Sheng Xinyan is still in trouble. Although she cooperated with public relations efforts, the consequences have already occurred.
Her live broadcast accident seriously damaged the company's image. According to the contract, she not only had to stop broadcasting for more than a month, but also had to pay a high penalty for breach of contract.
In addition, the family business ran into trouble and the capital chain was about to break. Sheng Xinyan was now busy with his own affairs and had no spare energy to take care of other things.
Sheng Xinyan called her yesterday and said very apologetically that his mental condition was still not good, he was currently in hospital for treatment, his home was in a mess, and he was afraid he would not be able to lend her money.
Chen Fengni quickly comforted her, telling her not to think about anything else and to adjust her mood and deal with her own affairs first.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Fengni was in a daze for a long time.
It would be a lie to say that she was not disappointed at all. After all, this was something she had been planning for a long time. But in the current situation, she hoped that Sheng Xinyan's life could return to normal as soon as possible.
As for herself...let's take it one step at a time.
The prompt pops up again.
Jiang Zhuoyan did not reply again. This time the person who sent the message was Zhezhi.
Zhezhi: What time will you be online in the evening?
Tonight is the anniversary celebration of "Jiang Hu Nuo". A series of activity tasks and two new gameplay modes will be launched with generous rewards.
The highly anticipated anniversary gift pack has been distributed to players' backpacks in the last update, but it can only be opened at 7 o'clock tonight.
I have to say that this move is very intriguing. After hearing about it, many players who have already quit the game have expressed their desire to go online to open the gift package and see what is inside.
Talking about games, Shen Fengni felt more relaxed. She typed, "Around six o'clock?"
After clicking send, he added, "I'm taking a break today, nothing to do."
Zhezhi: Okay, see you then.
Zhezhi: Haven’t you gotten up yet?
Although we haven't known each other for very long, we are very familiar with each other's living habits because we chat every day.
For example, she knew that Zhezhi had a habit of fitness, and Zhezhi knew that she would stay in bed on her days off.
Shen Fengni couldn't help laughing and buried her chin in the quilt.
She replied: "Lie down for a while."
At this time, Zhezhi is usually still at work, and he doesn't reply to messages in a timely manner, taking more than ten minutes to reply.
Shen Fengni ordered a takeout, and then while chatting with Zhezhi, she quickly dealt with some work news.
Just as I was about to get up, the message popped up again.
The sender is Song Manman.
Shen Fengni paused slightly, then hurried to look.
Song Manman's health has not been good and she is still on leave. She originally wanted to take medicine to get through it on her own, but two days ago, she couldn't resist Shen Fengni's persuasion and went to the hospital for treatment.
Chen Fengni has been busy with work recently and has no time to accompany her, so she can only express her concern online.
She sent a greeting message to Song Manman as soon as she woke up, but only received a reply now.
When he saw the reply clearly, Shen Fengni frowned slightly.
Song Manman: Feng Ni, are you available to answer the phone?
Instead of replying to her message asking about her health, he asked for a voice chat.
Very abnormal.
Shen Fengni suddenly panicked and dialed directly, "Hello?"
There was some noise on the other end of the phone, but no one spoke.
Shen Fengni became increasingly anxious, "Manman, what's wrong with you?"
"Feng Ni, can you lend me some money?"
Song Manman's voice was hoarse and nasal, as if she had just cried. "I really can't help it. I can't think of anyone else. I..."
"Don't worry." Shen Fengni tried to calm herself down. "What happened?"
There was another unbearable silence, and then she heard Song Manman's voice, "Feng Ni, I have leukemia."
It was like a thunderclap exploding beside her ears. Shen Fengni felt dizzy and even suspected that she was dreaming. "What did you say?"
"It's true, it's been confirmed." Song Manman took a breath and choked up, "The doctor said it was because the house I rented had just been renovated and I didn't ventilate it properly before moving in. It's my fault for trying to save money in the first place."
Who would choose to rent a newly renovated house in the slums if they didn't have to? It's true that misfortune favors the unfortunate.
Chen Fengni's nose felt sore when she heard this. "Are you okay now?"
"I need to be hospitalized now, and the doctor asked me to pay 50,000 yuan today... This is just the initial cost, and subsequent treatment will cost more. Feng Ni, you know my family's situation, can you help me?"
Shen Fengni was speechless and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
In Song Manman's eyes, she lived in a mansion, her monthly live streaming revenue exceeded one million, and she had already made a lot of money. Fifty thousand yuan should be nothing to her.
But only she knew that her bank account balance was less than five figures, about the same as Song Manman's. It was difficult for her to support herself, let alone help others.
"It's okay, don't worry." Song Manman obviously misunderstood her silence, and her tone was full of disappointment. "I'll think of another way. I'm hanging up first."
"Wait!" Shen Fengni hurriedly called her. At this moment, she could not care too much and agreed directly, "No problem, I will definitely transfer the money to you today, you have a good rest."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Fengni was in a state of confusion.
The most urgent task is to borrow some money so that Song Manman can receive treatment smoothly.
But who can she borrow from?
Yu Qian was the first to be excluded.
Chen Fengni could even imagine how Yu Qian would react if she spoke to her.
I'm afraid that not only will he not lend her money, he will also mock her for meddling in other people's business.
It doesn't work for family members either.
She was raised in a free-range environment, and after getting married, she almost cut off contact with her parents and relatives. The only interaction between them was text message greetings during the holidays, and sometimes even greetings were omitted.
Shen Fengni opened the address book of the chat software and flipped through it from beginning to end.
A long list dragged past his eyes, familiar or unfamiliar names came one after another, and then quickly disappeared from his sight.
Shen Fengni locked the screen, walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette.
Cold air streamed in through the half-closed window, chilling her skin. The stimulation of the tobacco diverted her attention, slightly soothing her spirits.
She seemed to have no one to turn to.
Shen Fengni didn't want to admit it, but had to admit this cruel reality.
Living to this point is quite a failure.
She wrapped herself in her nightgown and quietly smoked a cigarette before picking up her phone again.
Although I can't find anyone to rely on, I still have the option of giving it a try.
Shen Fengni's fingertips slid across the screen, and her eyes fell on a name.
The river is covered with smoke.
She paused for a few seconds and continued to stroke.
This time it stopped at a different name.
Broken branches.
Sometimes, Shen Fengni would feel that Jiang Zhuoyan and Zhezhi were somewhat similar. They were both delicate and considerate, both cold and gentle, and they even said the same things to her.
"If you have any difficulties, you can come to me."
Chen Fengni always remembered this kindness and felt grateful, but she never thought that one day she would put it into practice.
But the situation was urgent and she had no other choice.
Shen Fengni bit her lower lip and lowered her head in thought.
Jiang Zhuoyan and Zhezhi both belong to the financially independent class. Fifty thousand yuan is nothing to them. It is just a skirt or a bag, and it will not cause them any financial pressure.
If we compare it from other aspects... Jiang Zhuoyan had recently helped solve Sheng Xinyan's problem, so it seemed a bit unreasonable for her to ask for help again. Besides, in terms of time, she had known Zhezhi for a longer time and was more familiar with him, so she would not be too presumptuous.
After making her choice, Shen Fengni did not hesitate any longer, as time did not allow her to hesitate.
"I'm having some problems. Can you lend me 50,000 yuan? I'll pay you back as soon as possible."
Shen Fengni clicked send.
In order to prove that it was her, she did not type but chose to send a voice message directly.
But after sending it, she found some shortcomings.
She was the company's top anchor, and she shouldn't have had to borrow even 50,000 yuan. If Zhezhi dug deeper into this, she would have no way of explaining it.
If Zhezhi developed a rift with her because of this, then she...
Sure enough, I should think of a more appropriate explanation before speaking.
Chen Fengni was annoyed and tried to withdraw the voice message in a panic.
But before she could act, the news about Zhezhi had already popped up.
It was a transfer of one hundred thousand yuan.
There is another sentence that follows.
"If it's not enough, tell me again."
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