Foreign women, wealthy CEOs, and beautiful women—these key elements stimulated everyone's nerves. This was the most talked-about topic on the streets early in the morning, coupled with the news broadcasting yesterday's high-end forum.
The old man selling newspapers sat on a small stool, while several people stood outside the newsstand reading newspapers. Everyone was staring at the photo of Elmi printed in the newspaper. She slightly raised her head to look at Lu Feng with a smile on her face. Her stunning profile was captivating. Lu Feng held a Jiaxun pager in his hand.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this girl is really pretty. Rich people are such bastards." A young man leaned against a newspaper, smoking and cursing.
"That's right! If I could get my hands on a foreign girl like that, I'd die happy!" Another man next to him said, his voice filled with resentment.
The old man selling newspapers sighed, put down his newspaper, as if he had seen through the dazzling world, and lowered his head, not knowing what he was looking for.
"Grandpa, why aren't you looking at the pretty girls anymore? The photos in this newspaper are really something!" the young man said, pointing to a picture of Elmi and Lu Feng in another newspaper.
"This old man is already quite old; he's long seen through all the ways of the world. What do you think you are?" The middle-aged man said to the young man with a profound air, "The world needs to be navigated. Lust is a steel knife that scrapes the bones, a pink skull. Do you understand?"
The old man couldn't take it anymore and looked up, saying, "What do you know? I have reading glasses! And you're talking about a bone-scraping steel knife? Don't you know what my old lady calls me?"
"How should I address you?" the young man asked curiously.
"She called me a damn bastard!" The old man couldn't find his reading glasses, so he took out a magnifying glass and continued to look.
Around 8 a.m., the public opinion had spread beyond newspapers and media; some television stations began broadcasting the story, and newspapers were also placed in front of Elmi.
The industry is in an uproar. Although today's conference hasn't started yet, it's obvious that the topic will go completely off track.
Elmi couldn't read Chinese, but someone called her to tell her that it was trending. An hour later, Elmi called a translator to tell her the news from the newspaper.
After listening, Elmi's face turned green because some tabloids contained obscene and violent content, used inappropriate words, and had a vulgar theme.
"How could this be? Who took these photos? How could there be such a vulgar reporter at yesterday's forum?" Elmi was almost going crazy. It was as if they were using her reputation to advertise for Lu Feng, and at the same time, they were writing some vulgar articles.
Elmi wasn't the only one in a bad mood; Zhang Fengxia was too. All the newspapers were laid out on her desk. Huasha had basically completed its transformation and had established stable partners. The basic business was now completely stable and on the right track.
"Ms. Zhang, I think we shouldn't tell Ms. Jiang. She still cares, and it would be too painful for her to see all this," the assistant suggested to Zhang Fengxia.
“Yes, let’s wait until this storm passes.” Zhang Fengxia rolled her eyes as she looked at the photo in the newspaper and muttered, “It’s disgusting. Haven’t you ever seen a foreign woman before? You can stand that body odor. Besides, she doesn’t mind that you’re small…”
He had only muttered half of what he was saying when Jiang Xiaoyan pushed open the door and came in. Her expression clearly showed that she was not in a good mood.
Zhang Fengxia hurriedly took the newspaper off the table and looked at Jiang Xiaoyan, saying, "What's wrong? You seem unhappy."
"Don't hide it, I've seen it all." Jiang Xiaoyan placed a stack of newspapers on the table and said, "We're already divorced, what other people do is none of my business. I also saw that girl's information. She's highly educated, beautiful, and comes from a CEO family. She's pretty good."
"What kind of talk is that? It's like you're trying to outdo her. How can she compare to you? Let me tell you, I studied abroad and shared a room with foreigners. Their body odor was just awful." Seeing that she was in low spirits, Zhang Fengxia said, "I'll call him and ask him. He definitely couldn't have you, so he chose this as a second choice."
"Goodbye!" Jiang Xiaoyan said to Zhang Fengxia, "It's all in the past. As long as he's alright, that's all that matters. I'm not feeling well today and want to rest for a day. Could you keep an eye on things for me?"
"Then you can go back!"
"Don't call him. We're like strangers on the street now. Since we're divorced, we should have nothing to do with each other. It's not good to keep bothering him," Jiang Xiaoyan instructed.
Zhang Fengxia agreed.
Jiang Xiaoyan left the office, went downstairs, got into her car, closed the car door, and could no longer control herself. She buried her face in the steering wheel and burst into tears!
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