Chapter 7 Preparing to Run Away

"It's booming! The sales of our newspaper have exploded!"

After finishing breakfast, Wen Yue swam two laps in the swimming pool to digest the food. As soon as she got out of the water and put on a towel, she received a call from Huang Zhihao. As soon as she answered the phone, she heard an excited roar from the other end.

Wen Yue pulled up a smile at the corner of her lips and reminded: "Calm down, it's just the beginning, what are you excited about?"

"Yes, yes," Huang Zhihao on the other end of the phone quickly agreed, and after calming down a little, he deliberately asked, "Ms. Wen, do you know how many copies of our newspaper were sold this morning?"

"About 20,000?"

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly rose: "How do you know?!"

Wen Yue had to put the phone away, and waited for Huang Zhihao to calm down again before putting the phone to his ear again and answering: "I guessed."

Huang Zhihao on the other end of the phone said: "As of eight o'clock, our special issue has sold a total of 18,000 copies!" After that, he couldn't help but flatter Wen Yue, "Miss Wen, you are really a genius!"

Wen Yue heard this and was slightly embarrassed: "It's not a genius, I'm just guessing."

The first half of this sentence is true, and the second half is false. Wen Yue is really not guessing, but making a reasonable guess based on the melon value received.

Unlike Huang Zhihao, who waited in front of the phone as soon as he arrived at the newspaper company, waiting for the latest sales data from the Newspaper Dealers Association, Wen Yue knew about the newspaper's hot sales early on.

Even this morning, she was woken up by the reminder of the melon value deposit.

Especially after seven o'clock, Hong Kong people began to commute to work. The deposit reminders in her mind became increasingly dense, and often the next one came before the previous one was finished, making her whole body buzzing.

So before she finished her breakfast, Wen Yue asked the system to modify the notification settings, changing it from the original "one reminder for every melon value deposited" to "one reminder for every thousand melon value deposited".

But after the setting change, Wen Yue didn't feel much better, because the main buyers of newspapers are office workers. They usually buy a newspaper when passing by a newsstand during their commute and quickly finish reading it while riding.

After 7:30 is the rush hour, the purchase and reading volume increases significantly, and the deposit reminders are naturally more frequent.

However, thinking that she could live one thousand minutes longer every time it rang, Wen Yue felt that this reminder tone was particularly pleasant, and she gradually got used to it.

Up to now, Wen Yue has obtained a total of 28,000 melon-eating points.

Seeing this data, Wen Yue couldn't help but sigh. The day before yesterday, she called the police to catch a thief, and she only received 965 melon-eating points in the whole day.

Today, when the news of the richest man becoming a father came out, she received nearly 30,000 melon-eating points in the morning.

This gap.

No wonder the system looks down on thieves and doesn't even make a "ding--" sound when it sees people.

Having said that, because the calculation rule of melon-eating points is that within half a month after the successful check-in of the melon owner, each additional person who knows the big melon through the channel spread by the host as the source can get one melon-eating point.

In addition, although Wen Yue received 28,000 melon-eating points, it does not mean that the newspaper sales volume is also that much. First, the newspaper is not bound and can be circulated; second, people who see the newspaper may tell the people around them about the melon.

So theoretically speaking, the newspaper sales volume will be far less than the melon-eating points Wen Yue received.

Wen Yue is not sure how much less, so she gave an ambiguous answer.

But Huang Zhihao didn't know the reason, nor did he know what Wen Yue was thinking. He couldn't help but sigh: "Ms. Wen, you are too humble!"

Wen Yue: "..."

She discovered yesterday that Huang Zhihao seemed to have an inexplicable confidence in her. Although she didn't know where his confidence came from, Wen Yue didn't intend to expose it.

Just as she was about to ask him if there was anything else, Huang Zhihao spoke again: "By the way, I have another good news to tell you."

"What good news?"

"I won the prize! Three million!"

Wen Yue was not surprised after hearing this because she knew that Huang Zhihao would win the prize. She smiled and said, "Congratulations!"

"Miss Wen, I am really very grateful to you," Huang Zhihao said sincerely: "If you hadn't reminded me that it is best to keep the bets in my own hands, I might not have gone to my friend to get the bets back. If I hadn't gotten the bets back, I, I..."

Although Huang Zhihao got the bets back in advance, his friend flatly denied that he helped him with the betting after he won the prize in the original book.

But last night, after his friend called Huang Zhihao and told him the good news of winning the prize, he directly attributed the reason for Huang Zhihao's winning to his help with the betting, and on this basis, he asked him for half of the prize money.

Although Huang Zhihao was grateful for his friend's help, he also thought about giving him a sum of money as a thank you after receiving the news last night, but he couldn't help but feel confused when he heard the amount of the prize the other party wanted.

Yes, his friend helped him buy the lottery ticket, but even without his help, he would definitely take the time to go to the betting station, so his friend's help was not the main reason for his winning the prize.

He was willing to give him a sum of money as a thank you because of their friendship for many years, but this was not a reason for the other party to ask for so much from him!

In the end, the phone call ended with the two of them parting unhappily.

Huang Zhihao didn't sleep all night last night, thinking about these things all the time. He suddenly realized that the friendship he thought was very solid was not as solid as he thought, and the friends he thought were worth making friends with were not as good as he imagined.

He couldn't help wondering, if he hadn't rushed to get the lottery ticket because of Wen Yue's reminder, and his friend still had the bet when the prize was drawn, would the other party share the money with him?

Emotionally, he hoped the answer would be yes, but rationally, he knew the answer would be no.

Huang Zhihao didn't say these words on the phone, but just said over and over again: "Miss Wen, you changed my life!"

"I just reminded you casually, it's you who changed your life." Although she didn't intend to take credit, Wen Yue asked half-jokingly, "After becoming a rich man, you won't immediately ask me to resign, right?"

She reminded Huang Zhihao because she saw his work ability and hoped that he could work hard for her for a long time, no, work for her for a long time.

If Huang Zhihao ran away after winning the prize, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.

Fortunately, Huang Zhihao was an honest man, and he quickly said, "Of course not. It is my dream to publish an entertainment newspaper. I want to see Dongjiang Newspaper reach new heights under your leadership!"

Well, Huang Zhihao was not that honest. He was flattering her, and he didn't blush when he said it. Wen Yue was embarrassed to hear this.

Wen Yue coughed twice and said, "I also hope to lead the company to new heights." She then asked Huang Zhihao if he had gone to receive the award.

"Not yet," Huang Zhihao said embarrassedly, "I was just planning to ask for leave from you to go to the Jockey Club headquarters to receive the prize."

"Okay, go there today." Wen Yue agreed very readily, and reminded, "After you get the prize, I suggest you change your residence as soon as possible, and be careful when picking up your daughter, don't let her go with strangers."

Huang Zhihao's voice became serious: "Miss Wen, what do you mean?"

"Once a person gets rich, all kinds of evil spirits will come to him. I'm not saying that something bad will happen, but it's definitely right to be careful."

Since she was a good person, Wen Yue planned to be one to the end. After reminding her of the safety issues, she said, "In addition, if you have time, you can also take your child to the hospital for a full physical examination. It was difficult to afford these things before when you didn't have money, but now that you have money, you have to pay more attention to your health, don't you think?"

After winning the lottery and selling the newspaper, Huang Zhihao was very convinced in his heart, even if he didn't take Wen Yue's words as his gospel. He quickly said, "Don't worry, Miss Wen, I will contact the school teachers to prevent others from taking my daughter away. I will go to see a house after I get the prize money today and try to move in as soon as possible."

"I wish you all the best."

...

When Wen Yue received Huang Zhihao's call, Zhou Baoyi was having a fierce quarrel with Qian Jiaming in the love nest they built together.

Zhou Baoyi embezzled the bonus given to her by Wen Rongsheng and paid Qian Jiaming to buy this house after she gave birth to Wen Jialiang.

In the past few years, they would meet here once every half a month. The photos Wen Yue got were taken in the living room of this house.

However, as sweet as they were in the past, their expressions when they quarreled became more vicious after their relationship was exposed.

And on the sofa not far from them, there was a copy of the latest "Dongjiang Entertainment News" of the day.

In fact, Zhou Baoyi usually doesn't pay much attention to entertainment news. After all, she knows more gossip about the rich than what is in the newspapers. As for celebrity scandals, it would be too cheap to tell those rich ladies about them.

Zhou Baoyi is proud of her status, so of course she won't take the initiative to buy entertainment newspapers.

This newspaper was brought by Qian Jiaming. After graduating from university, he went to work in a real estate company. When he first started working, he received a lot of attention from female colleagues.

He is handsome and has a good education. He is a potential stock no matter how you look at him.

But as he gets older and his working experience gets longer, the halo around him gradually fades away with a few years of unchanging positions.

Now, he has a job that is neither good nor bad, and his salary is neither high nor low. Apart from his handsome appearance, he is an ordinary person in other aspects, so his presence in the company is not strong.

But today, as soon as he entered the company, he felt that someone was looking at him. After entering the office, his colleagues' eyes were also a little strange, and even people from other floors came down to see him.

Under the heavy gaze, Qian Jiaming could sense that something was wrong no matter how slow he was. After asking

, he got the newspaper lying on the sofa at this time. Seeing that something had happened, he did not dare to delay for a minute and quickly contacted Zhou Baoyi to meet in their past love nest.

Hearing that their family of three was photographed, Zhou Baoyi was also panicked. She almost ran a red light several times on the road and asked what was going on as soon as she entered the door.

Qian Jiaming said nothing and handed the newspaper to Zhou Baoyi to let her read it herself.

When Zhou Baoyi saw the photo, her eyebrows wrinkled and she asked Qian Jiaming: "How did the paparazzi get this photo?"

Qian Jiaming also frowned: "How should I know?"

Zhou Baoyi was furious when she heard it: "Didn't you ask your friend to develop the photo? Why didn't you know?" She pointed to the paternity test published in the newspaper and asked, "What's going on? Did you take Aliang to do a paternity test?"

"I..." Qian Jiaming's lips moved slightly, and he couldn't say the word "no" in the end.

Seeing her hesitant look, Zhou Baoyi was confused and immediately slammed the newspaper on the sofa and asked in a loud voice: "Are you crazy?! Do you know that you will kill Aliang by doing this!"

"I thought I was just an ordinary person and no one would pay attention to me doing a paternity test. Besides, I went to a private hospital and they promised to keep it confidential," Qian Jiaming said and scratched his hair, "I didn't expect that someone would leak the results of the test to the paparazzi!"

"You are an ordinary person, but Aliang is not!" Zhou Baoyi was about to go crazy and didn't want to listen to Qian Jiaming's explanation at all. "Do you know how many eyes are staring at Aliang and me in the Wen family? You didn't know how to cover it up for us, and you even dared to take Aliang to do a paternity test. Are you stupid!"

"Yes! I'm stupid!" Qian Jiaming jumped up from the sofa, pointing at his chest and said, "I'm stupid, so I didn't even know that you hooked up with a rich man and became his mistress! I'm stupid, so I was nice to you after you coaxed me a few words! You ask me why I want to do a paternity test? Go out and ask, after a man is cheated on, if the woman suddenly says that she has his child, will he not have any doubts in his heart? If there is a chance for a test, can he resist not to do it?"

Hearing Qian Jiaming's questioning, Zhou Baoyi's face turned a little colder: "So you still mind that I cheated on you?"

Qian Jiaming said nothing and sat down on the sofa with his head in his arms again.

Zhou Baoyi was unwilling to give up, and pushed Qian Jiaming: "Speak up! What kind of man are you if you keep silent? If you care about what happened in the past, why did you come to me? Do you think I am in need of a man? Without you, I need to be afraid all these years? Now I have ended up like this..."

Before she finished her words, Qian Jiaming hugged her: "Baoyi, I know you love me, and I know I was wrong, but things have come to this point, and it's useless for us to blame each other, right?"

Zhou Baoyi struggled and asked: "Who is to blame for this?"

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have dragged you and Aliang to take a photo, nor should I have taken Aliang to do a paternity test." Although he admitted his fault, Qian Jiaming still hugged Zhou Baoyi tightly and analyzed, "Now that the matter has been exposed, Wen Rongsheng will definitely doubt Aliang's background, and he may even take him to do a paternity test. Then our affairs will not be hidden."

Zhou Baoyi listened, and the fear that gradually emerged in her eyes gradually disappeared. Her trembling hands unconsciously grasped Qian Jiaming's clothes: "Mr. Wen will definitely not let us go if he knows the truth."

"Yes, Wen Rongsheng will not let us go, so we must find a way to save ourselves."

"How can we save ourselves?"

Qian Jiaming let go of Zhou Baoyi, put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head slightly, looked into her eyes and said, "Baoyi, let's leave Hong Kong."

Zhou Baoyi was stunned: "Leave Hong Kong?"

"Yes, leave Hong Kong and live in a place where no one knows us. You, me, and Aliang, a family of three will no longer have to hide each other, isn't it good?"

If she still had a choice, Zhou Baoyi would certainly not be willing to leave Hong Kong. Although she loved Qian Jiaming, she loved the wealth and status given by Wen Rongsheng more. Otherwise, she would not have been so decisive when she cheated.

But human nature is never satisfied. She had money and status, but she wanted love. So after reuniting with Qian Jiaming, they quickly rekindled their old love and maintained their secret relationship until they had Wen Jialiang.

After the unexpected pregnancy, Zhou Baoyi thought about breaking up with Qian Jiaming completely, so she didn't see him during the entire pregnancy. But after she was out of confinement and returned to work, when she saw the haggard Qian Jiaming outside the gallery, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

As time went by, they went from the initial two-person date to knowing rationally that it was not possible, but emotionally she still couldn't resist Qian Jiaming's pleas, and she brought Wen Jialiang to meet him again and again.

Until now, their secret relationship has been made public, and she has no way out. She can only nod and say:

"Okay, let's leave Hong Kong."