Chapter 30: What kind of shampoo do you use? It smells so good?
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
"Yan's five-year advertising contract, Yan's annual advertising fee is tens of millions, Xia Ling, you are amazing."
"Xia Ling, I suspect that you are the young mistress of the Yan family. Your boyfriend is Yan Feng, and the heir of the Yan family is also Yan Feng. Last time you said that you have the same name and surname. Now you have nothing to say, right?"
"We at Xia Ling just want to keep a low profile. We are not like you guys. You would even use a loud speaker to announce a few hundred thousand dollars worth of advertising to the world."
The entire conference room began to compliment Xia Ling.
Yan's is one of the largest companies in Rongcheng, and its advertising expenses are comparable to those of dozens of other small companies.
What's more, Xia Ling signed for five years.
Even the president might have to open a bottle of champagne for her personally to celebrate.
And it is obvious that Xia Ling is the future mistress of the Yan family. If you can get close to her, there will definitely be many benefits in the future.
So, for a while, no one cared about Jiang Ciyou.
Jiang Ciyou knew in his heart that this was a place where people were cold-hearted and profit was everything.
After the meeting.
Tang Fei came over and tried to comfort her symbolically: "Don't worry, I still have confidence in you. Your show has always had the highest ratings on our station. I believe you will not lose to Xia Ling in this regard. This hosting competition is just a formality."
That's true.
The next week.
Jiang Ciyou and Xia Ling take turns to host the prime-time show.
The TV station also held a popularity vote for its golden hosts.
Today is Sunday, and it is also the last day of the two-person competition.
The two had previously taken turns hosting for three days each.
Judging from the data, Jiang Ciyou crushes Xia Ling.
Today, Taiwan has a double host.
Let the audience vote to decide who will be the host of the prime-time show.
According to current data, this position undoubtedly belongs to Jiang Ciyou.
Whether in terms of appearance or professionalism, Jiang Ciyou is impeccable.
Especially since she previously hosted the lunchtime news show, she already had a group of fans.
So from the beginning of the news broadcast, Jiang Ciyou's voting data was far ahead of Xia Ling.
When everyone thought that Jiang Ciyou was the only one who could host the prime-time show.
Accidents still happen.
While the two people were reporting the news, a trending search rushed to the top of Weibo's hot searches and quickly took the number one spot.
The name of the hot search is #Golden Time Host Jiang Ciyou's Murderer's Mother#
Suddenly, someone discovered that this person was Yin Ruyun, the suspect in the sensational murder case three years ago.
The network exploded instantly
Criticisms about Jiang Ciyou also came in overwhelming numbers.
[How can a murderer's daughter be a prime-time host?]
[Her mother is a murderer, but she is not the murderer. These are two different things, okay?]
[If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. If the mother kills the father, the child's psychology will definitely be distorted, right? ]
[If I watch the news about the daughter of a murderer every day, I will have psychological trauma]
Ten minutes after the incident, the vote changed rapidly.
Jiang Ciyou's voting page is almost no longer rising.
On the contrary, Xia Ling flew straight into the sky with great swiftness.
Jiang Ciyou was able to see the voting process while he was reporting.
It was so abnormal that she probably guessed that something must have happened.
But she still finished the report professionally and calmly.
After the report was over, Jiang Ciyou and Xia Ling came out of the studio.
Everyone looked as if they wanted to say something but hesitated, and their eyes looked at Jiang Ciyou with extremely complicated expressions.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ci asked worriedly.
Cameraman Zhao Yuan said, "Jiang Jie, please take a look at the trending searches on Weibo."
Jiang Ciyou immediately picked up his phone and opened Weibo.
Her expression gradually turned cold.
Assistant editor Xiao Zhao asked cautiously, "Jiang Jie, is what is said online true?"
Others also came over.
"Sister Jiang, is your mother really Yin Ruyun?"
"Well, I heard that you were there when your mother killed your father?"
"Sister Jiang, you seem to have never mentioned your family and parents..."
"Don't ask me any more. These are not Ciyou's fault."
The one who came over was Xia Ling.
She looked at Jiang Ciyou with a worried look on her face: "Ciyou, are you okay? You don't have to take things on the Internet to heart. Your parents' life does not represent your life."
It seemed like comfort, but in fact it confirmed the fact that she was the daughter of a murderer.
Jiang Ciyou turned off his phone and raised his head. There seemed to be a smile on his lips, but his eyes were terribly cold.
"Xia Ling, did you do this?"
Xia Ling's expression suddenly turned into one of surprise and hurt.
"What are you talking about? I just found out about this from the news."
Jiang Ciyou's smile deepened, and his eyes became colder: "It's better not to be you, otherwise, you know my temper."
Xia Ling tried to explain, but Tang Fei had already walked over.
Tang Fei frowned and looked solemn.
"Xiao Jiang, your family's affairs have nothing to do with you, but this incident has caused too much trouble, and the public's boycott sentiment is too severe. I have to consider the impact on the TV station. The prime-time host position will be given to Xia Ling for the time being. We will make adjustments after the incident has calmed down."
Jiang Ciyou smiled faintly, always maintaining his decency and elegance.
"Okay, I'll follow the director's instructions."
Tang Fei breathed a sigh of relief: "You haven't had your annual leave for a long time, so I'll let you take a week off so you can have a good rest."
Jiang Ciyou left the TV station and went straight back to the Green Villa.
The light in Bo Jinxiu's study was on.
Jiang Ciyou went straight to the study.
The man was sitting at his desk.
He had obviously taken a shower and changed into a set of gray pajamas.
He stared at the computer, as if thinking about something, his slender fingers sliding on the mouse, his handsome face expressionless.
Those hands are so beautiful.
This was Jiang Ciyou’s first feeling.
Jiang Ciyou walked in wearing high heels and sat directly on the man's lap.
She leaned close to Bo Jinxiu's ear and sniffed gently: "What kind of shampoo did you use today? It smells so good?"
Bo Jinxiu's arms had naturally encircled Jiang Ciyou.
Looking at the woman in his arms, who was as charming and lazy as a cat, his eyes darkened a little.
"Bad mood?"
From the moment Jiang Ciyou appeared at the door, Bo Jinxiu had already noticed that something was wrong with her.
Jiang Ciyou raised her head and gently bit his Adam's apple.
"Yes, so I need to be comforted urgently."
In the past, at this point, Bo Jinxiu would have already turned the tables.
But today, he grabbed Jiang Ciyou's little hands that were reaching into his clothes and making trouble.
"Because of a post on the Internet?"
Jiang Ciyou was a little surprised and chuckled: "The Crown Prince, who is so busy with affairs of state, also has the leisure to surf the Internet?"
Bo Jinxiu put one hand around Jiang Ciyou's slender waist and freed one hand to turn on the computer on the table.
"I have already found out who posted it, please take a look."
Jiang Ciyou was a little surprised and then looked at the computer.
There was a video on the computer. In the video, a woman was wearing a duckbill cap and posting in an Internet cafe.
The content of the post was exactly the most searched post.