The overwhelming online humiliation she received was within her expectations.
She was prepared to be criticized, but she never expected that he would speak up for her at this critical moment.
She felt even more heartbroken.
"What wouldn't those keyboard warriors, online trolls, haters, and brainless fans do? They can insult me all they want, I've already left the scene, I don't care anymore, but why do you have to get yourself all filthy like this!"
Lu Zhiyang was initially extremely agitated, but these negative emotions vanished the moment he heard her concern and gratitude.
It was like a clear spring flowing into parched land, extinguishing a raging fire.
It brings a gentle breeze and a refreshing rain.
He said quietly, "Yes, this is a big problem. What should we do?"
Tong Su said, "Delete your Weibo post first, or explain that you didn't mean to talk. I won't be making venison in my live stream today; I'll make something else. I can't drag you into this—"
“No way,” Lu Zhiyang refused outright. “I’m so hungry right now, I don’t even have the energy to remember my Weibo password. I’ll probably need to eat a big meal of your braised venison, take a picture to show off, and then I can unlock Weibo.”
Tongsu laughed in exasperation: "You! I did this for you—"
“I’m doing this for you too,” he chuckled. “So, to thank me, could you give me a few extra pieces of venison today?”
"No, you have to delete your Weibo account first."
"No, I won't have the energy to turn on my phone without a delicious meal."
Listening to the two's "argument," Si Qiye squinted, his face growing increasingly gloomy.
Finally unable to hold back any longer, he kicked it!
"What are you talking about, venison? I'm eating dog food! Get out of here, don't stay in my office! Men chasing after their wives always reek of the sour smell of love. Get out of here, I need to spray myself with cologne to freshen up the air!"
The man, who reeked of the stench of romance, was kicked out of the office by Si Qiye without hesitation.
Lu Zhiyang returned home, and Tong Su was busy marinating the venison for tonight's live broadcast.
That was just delivered from the farm; the venison was plump and delicious in early winter.
Lu Zhiyang's Weibo post indicates that he knew Tong Su was doing a live stream.
He pretended that he only found out from Weibo and asked Tongsu why she didn't sign the contract. Tongsu hesitated and told him about the "82%" offer from the staff.
The overly generous terms made her uneasy.
Lu Zhiyang's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that Tong Su's refusal to sign the contract was because he had deliberately asked his subordinates to give her preferential treatment...
He felt regret in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled and began to boast.
"As you know, I'm one of the owners of Xingcan, and Datang Live is a subsidiary of Xingcan, so I know a bit about it. They do offer special benefits to talented people, it's not a scam. Even if you don't trust Datang, you'll trust me, right? Don't worry, just sign the contract."
The girl was still a little hesitant, but her attitude clearly wavered after hearing his guarantee.
Lu Zhiyang took the opportunity to bring up the negative rumors circulating online, saying, "Once you sign the contract, the company's public relations department will naturally help you control the public opinion and will send a lawyer's letter to them."
Tong Su smiled, her eyes crinkling with a sly glint, her smile clear and bright.
"Those dirt? Oh right, I haven't thanked you for speaking up for me yet. Since you've helped me like this, I won't hide anything from you. Soon, the real show will begin. Ignore those people, let them curse. The worse they curse, the more painful the slap in the face will be!"
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