Chapter 288: Persuading with Reason
Chapter 288: Persuading with Reason
He Jiayu racked her brains to subtly stir up trouble online.
But the person involved didn't take it to heart at all.
She is only concerned about her mother's background now.
Before there is any definite news about this matter, Wen Jin does not want to be distracted by other things.
Otherwise, the online arguments with Zhao Qin would never end.
Whether she chooses to prove herself or let public opinion sway her, it is entirely up to Wen Jinye to decide.
So when Wen Jin saw Zhao Qin causing a stir online and attracting a lot of attention by netizens who flooded her account, she put her phone on silent and quit social media altogether, trying to avoid seeing or hearing about it.
Therefore, they were completely unaware of He Jiayu's subsequent antics.
However, her only worry was that An Yu would get anxious and upset if she saw it.
Therefore, Wen Jin also took the initiative to send a message to An Yu.
[Baby, don't worry about Zhao Qin's videos online, and don't stand up for me. I'll handle it myself. You have many activities right now, and a new drama is about to start filming. I don't want you to get caught up in any public opinion storm.]
However, An Yu did not reply.
I've been working non-stop for a while now, and my body is almost at its limit.
Tired but happy.
Now that she's suddenly relaxed, An Yu is either sleeping or on her way to sleep.
An Yu did not reply to Wen Jinye, but Shen Jinchao bombarded her with messages.
I'm so excited, I can't sleep. Have you made an appointment with the testing center?
[It's my first time meeting someone I know, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to it. I wish you were really my cousin.]
Please let me know as soon as the results are out, okay?
Wen Jin also felt an indescribable tension and anticipation.
She replied: 【Okay.】
After talking with Shen Jinzhao, Wen Jin's hair was half-dry.
She placed Shen Jinzhao's hair sample and her own hair sample separately into a transparent sterile storage bag, and put them into the pocket of the coat she would wear the next day.
Rong's mother warmed up the milk and brought it up.
Fu Yanjing was in his study.
As per usual practice, no one was allowed to disturb Fu Yanjing while he was in his study.
But Wen Jin is an exception.
Rong Ma said softly, "Miss Wen, please give this to the young master."
"good."
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“Boss, I checked Miss Wen’s mother’s records before her death and there was nothing unusual. But she was indeed not the Tan family’s biological daughter. However, because the household registration and population registration were not very complete in those days, it was not shown on her documents. But I sent people to inquire in the Tan family’s hometown and went to various places to find people from the same village. There were indeed people who could testify that Miss Wen’s mother was picked up halfway through her life.”
Over the phone, Dong Qiyan reported, "But the background of Miss Wen's mother is still unclear, and there are no indicative clues."
Fu Yanjing tapped his fingertips lightly on the table. The silver frame of his glasses reflected the dim light of the study, and behind the lenses, his eyes were unfathomable.
"Continue the investigation."
Dong Qi: "Yes!"
It seems that Tan Guohao really didn't lie to Wen Jinye.
Therefore, the so-called necklace in his hand is most likely not a bluff.
Fu Yanjing narrowed his eyes. "He has a necklace, and Xiang Jin wants five million for it. He won't give up easily if he doesn't succeed. Have someone keep an eye on him tomorrow. Whenever he tries to harass Jin Ye, bring him and the necklace to me."
Dong Qi was puzzled; nowadays, bosses were becoming more and more humane, and he dared to raise his questions.
"If the person is crippled, why not just bring the stuff back?"
"Do you think you're a bandit, robbing someone?"
low is not low.
Dong Qi: ...
Isn't this the most efficient way?
"Should we really give him five million? Although five million is indeed a drop in the ocean, the thought of giving it to that kind of scoundrel and his smug face makes me really reluctant."
Fu Yanjing scoffed.
"Even Wen Jin isn't necessarily more possessive of my money than you are."
Dong Qi shut up.
Fu Yanjing: "We persuade people with reason."
That concludes the report.
Just as Fu Yanjing hung up the phone, Dong Zhe suddenly said:
"boss……"
His tone was hesitant, which was completely inconsistent with the image of a capable and calm assistant, and also with Dong Zhe's personality.
Fu Yanjing said in a flat tone, "When did I teach you to say half a sentence?"
The main problem is that anything related to Wen Jinye is a minefield for the boss.
The tone, manner, and speed of speech all need to be carefully controlled.
Thinking about the online controversy, my boss is always focused on funds and stocks, and his computer and phone are full of financial content.
I don't know if we can break through the information cocoon.
He considered it carefully for a moment, then said cautiously, "There's been a lot of discussion about Miss Wen online."
Fu Yanjing keenly noticed Dong Qi's serious expression; this discussion was certainly not a positive one.
"Go on."
"A person claiming to be Ms. Wen's aunt posted a video online accusing Ms. Wen of being ungrateful and repaying kindness with enmity. Ms. Wen has been thrust into the spotlight. Regardless of whether this matter is true or false, it will likely affect Ms. Wen's social image and the focus of public attention, thereby impacting her work."
Fu Yanjing's eyes darkened, and he said in a disregard for any dissent, "Have the public relations department handle it, immediately!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
The study door was pushed open.
Light footsteps accompanied by a gentle voice asked, "What are you dealing with?"
Fu Yanjing turned around and saw Wen Jinye walking in, wearing a white nightgown and carrying milk.
Her long, half-dry hair hung down naturally, and the dampness clinging to her bones actually made her facial features appear smoother and her face even more stunning.
Fu Yanjing looked at Wen Jinye and tentatively asked, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"
"Why aren't you going?" Wen Jin placed the milk next to Fu Yanjing. "The station didn't issue a notice this time."
It seems she already knew.
Fu Yanjing pulled Wen Jinye into his arms, and Wen Jinye was already used to such intimate gestures.
She naturally sat on the man's lap and put her arms around Fu Yanjing's neck.
The glimpses of her chest that flashed across her chest with each movement instantly dimmed the warm light in the study.
Fu Yanjing, however, showed no sign of inner turmoil in his eyes.
Instead, a hint of displeasure flickered in the corner of her eye. "You're not going to tell me?"
Wen Jin immediately understood what Fu Yanjing wanted to ask.
Somewhat unexpected.
After all, Fu Yanjing was extremely busy and had no time to pay attention to these gossip news.
Previously, when the two of them stayed at home, Fu Yanjing would work on the sofa, with his laptop on the table, holding an international conference.
He held a tablet in one hand to look at documents, and with the other hand he held Wen Jin in his arms like a doll, not letting her leave.
The man spoke fluent French, with a standard and mellow pronunciation.
At that time, Wen Jin also looked at the man with a noble and indifferent expression on his face and listened to his businesslike tone.
Only two words flashed through my mind:
A hypocrite, a sanctimonious scoundrel.
Especially when she looked at Fu Yanjing's hand lingering on her waist, she felt even more strongly that—
Fu Yanjing has become somewhat muddleheaded.
At that time, Wen Jin also had her phone charging in the bedroom, and she couldn't even take it out to browse social media.
Fu Yanjing casually handed her his phone, saying, "Use mine."
But his phone was really too difficult to use.
On every social media platform, everything is related to finance.
Wen Jin, not believing in such superstitions, checked the list again, thinking he had just attended a financial conference.
The fear of being dominated by finance has returned.
With the support of Fu Yanjing's social media posts, Wen Jin also fell into a deep sleep.
Wen Jin glanced at Fu Yanjing's lit-up call screen and instantly understood.
"Did Assistant Dong tell you that?"
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