Yao Zijun put down her phone and stared at the computer screen in front of her. "Come sleep at my place tonight. My car is parked downstairs. Come to work with me tomorrow."
Xiaohua felt it was a bit of a hassle, having to ask Sister Yao to prepare a guest room for her so late at night. She waved her hands repeatedly, "No need, no need, it's too much trouble. I'll just take a taxi home myself."
Yao Zijun said in an uncompromising tone, "It's too dangerous for a girl to be alone at night. Come home with me. We just need to make up a bed in the guest room, it'll be quick."
Xiaohua touched her nose, feeling a little uncomfortable. This was the first time she had stayed overnight at someone else's house.
Seeing that Xiaohua didn't speak, Yao Zijun patted her shoulder and said, "It's decided then. Don't be too reserved. You can come home with me for the next few days. The security in the neighborhood you rented isn't good. There's been so much online commotion lately. As someone close to Wanzheng, you should be more careful."
Xiaohua hesitated for a moment, then realized that made sense. "Alright then."
I've been watching for a while now, and the online attacks against Lu Wanzheng are still ongoing, but Xiao Hua and Yao Zijun seem to think, "This isn't about our artist."
They've done everything they were supposed to do; all that's left is to face the consequences.
The evidence should be ready in two to three days. The person who was insulted is probably fast asleep in a cozy place right now. These working-class people don't need to worry at all.
Yao Zijun replied to a few more comments from the haters, then turned off her computer, picked up her suit jacket hanging on the chair, turned to Xiao Hua, and said, "Let's go home. Don't leave your things in the office."
"Hey, you're here." When Xiaohua saw Yao Zijun come out of the office, she immediately picked up her phone from the table. She had only brought her phone with her today and nothing else. She followed Yao Zijun and ran out.
Xiao Hua went to Yao Zijun's house with her. The two of them quickly washed up and then stopped playing on their phones and went straight to bed.
The entire office has been infected by Lu Wanzheng's "bad atmosphere," and everyone has become indifferent, ignoring the online trolls. Anyway, we're not going to pay attention to you, so let you jump around as much as you want. When you get tired, you'll stop jumping around, right? Besides, we're conserving our energy. When you're tired, we'll be full of energy, and it'll be easy for us to slap you in the face.
Just as Yao Zijun had predicted, the online arguments continued for a while before the hype died down.
The people in Wang Xiyou's studio were busy until very late. The sun gradually climbed above the horizon, and the sky was shrouded in a hazy white light. Only then did the people in the studio take their hands off the keyboard. Exhaustion crept into their nerve endings, and many of them simply covered themselves with blankets, slumped over their desks, and fell asleep immediately.
Those who hadn't slept all night had eyes as red as rabbits'.
Su Xiuyi couldn't stay awake any longer in the middle of the night, so she found a quiet place to lie down and go to sleep.
Qian Kong's eyes were bloodshot. She walked out of her agent's office and headed to the restroom, intending to wash her face and then go back to her workstation to rest.
On the way, Qian Kong caught a glimpse of Su Xiuyi sleeping on the side. He pulled the blanket under her up and left.
While everyone in the office was resting, Su Xiuyi woke up. She glanced around to make sure no one was nearby, then took out her phone to check her Weibo updates.
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