"Don't bother Mr. Fu. I have a way to easily resolve this public opinion."
As soon as Song Zheng said this, Fu Linchen's temper dropped suddenly. He was extremely unhappy that someone had snatched away his chance to perform.
"This is something I caused, so I should be responsible for it. Why did Miss Song get involved? Could it be that Huachuang Technology is so idle that it's about to go bankrupt?"
The tone was full of sarcasm and irony. Song Zheng didn't understand the reason, but she felt that this man was just like her brother and was not easy to deal with.
She didn't open her mouth to respond, but glanced at the other party's dissatisfaction and pretended not to understand.
In front of everyone, I opened Weibo and quickly edited a paragraph.
——Song Zheng: Refuse to spread rumors and be rational when eating melons. I accompanied Huanhuan to the hospital because her hand was cut by glass when we were having dinner, as shown in the picture.
[Attached is a photo of Qu Suihuan's injured hand and a diagnosis description]
As soon as the blog post was released, it was quickly discovered by netizens, and the number of comments and reposts increased rapidly as if they had eaten dynamite.
[Qu Suihuan is indeed the worst victim. She cut her hand and was rumored to have gone to the hospital for an abortion. Even Dou E would have to admit defeat.]
[Zheng Zheng, if it really doesn't work, let your sister go and pray. There are too many villains who want to harm her, and I can't stand it anymore.]
[Does a black marketer have no mother? He is really heartless to spread rumors about girls. He will use the money he makes to get into his own coffin sooner or later. ]
[Alas, it is helpless. Qu Suihuan does not have an agency. Even if he is slandered like this, he will not stand up and sue the other party. In the future, the haters will only become more and more arrogant. ]
[Sister, please sign with a company quickly and stop fighting alone. This industry is full of wolves and tigers who want to tear you apart.]
Soon, Song Zheng's Weibo post clarifying the matter for Qu Suihuan became a hot topic, and the discussion about it snowballed, with more and more people coming out to denounce Qu Suihuan's black fans.
Hangua has returned to Qu Suihuan's side and is jumping around in his consciousness.
"Master, you haven't clarified your relationship with Fu Linchen yet. Have you forgotten?"
Qu Suihuan twitched the corners of his mouth and explained, "There's no need to clarify the relationship with him, because the photo only shows a blurry back."
"Then why don't you clear up the back view." The fool didn't understand all these twists and turns, he only understood that it was one-on-one, and everything had to be exactly the same.
"Silly, this is called blurring and diverting attention. In this matter, one is true and the other is false. We use one of them to attract the public's attention, so they will naturally think that the other thing is the same."
The fool seemed to understand, but Qu Suihuan suddenly said another sentence.
"Similarly, if you dare to lie to me once, then I will naturally think that you will lie to me more times. This is how credibility collapses bit by bit."
Hearing this, Hangua shuddered and felt like he was walking a tightrope on the edge of a cliff.
Here, Fu Linchen's credit was taken away, and his face was as ugly as it could be. His disgust for Song Junnian had reached another level.
But Song Zheng dared to shoot again.
"Look, a Weibo post or a sentence is enough to save the trouble of the business leaders doing it themselves."
"Besides, I believe that even if I didn't say this, Huanhuan would post a similar Weibo later. This is the best way to deal with it, and it doesn't take any effort."
Song Zheng was pampered since she was a child, so she was inevitably provocative.
Seeing that Fu Linchen's mood was extremely low, Qu Suihuan quickly stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.
"Yes, thank you Mr. Fu for your kindness. This is the best way to deal with it at the moment."
Fu Linchen followed her closely with his eyes, and finally let out a breath after a long while.
His voice was a little dark as he replied, "Okay."
He didn't know how to refute her, nor did he know how to refute her.
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On the other side, Qin Wantong was still staying in Song Junnian's territory, feeling like she was sitting on the clouds.
She couldn't speak or move around freely, but she was extremely content.
Song Junnian handled countless orders worth hundreds of millions, but he was unable to describe the strangeness that Qin Wantong experienced.
Especially when the scene of lips touching kept flashing in my mind...
As his sister said, his good upbringing made it impossible for him to ignore it, but he couldn't find the best solution.
Just like this, he sat aside and pondered how to deal with this matter, while Qin Wantong sat aside obediently and didn't make any noise.
For a moment, I had the illusion that life was peaceful and tranquil.
After a while, Qin Wantong couldn't sit still any longer. It was really...
She wants to go to the toilet!
However, asking her to say these words in front of her lover was harder than taking her life.
She adhered to the theory that she should hold back as much as possible during the exam, and finally...
I really can't hold it in anymore.
It was Song Junnian who noticed that her complexion was abnormal.
He asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Qin Wantong shook her head in a daze, she didn't want him to know that she wanted to go to the toilet.
Seeing her dazed look, Song Junnian thought she was suffering from the aftereffects of being frightened. He walked a few steps to her side, stretched out his hand, and put it against her forehead.
"It's not hot, does your foot hurt?"
He spoke suspiciously, not knowing that Qin Wantong's face suddenly turned red.
He he he…touched her forehead!
Is this caring about her?
SOS~~~
Song Junnian glanced at her red face and realized what he had just done. He felt a little guilty for a moment.
"I'm sorry. I just... Anyway, I'm sorry."
He realized that he had lost his composure too many times today and could no longer stay alone with Qin Wantong. Otherwise, he might really be engraved in the family tree and be infamous for eternity.
"You have a good rest. I will go back to the company first."
But just as he was about to leave, Qin Wantong grabbed his clothes.
"You... have something else to say?"
Qin Wantong really couldn't hold it back any longer, and almost with tears in her eyes she pointed him in the direction of the toilet.
Song Junnian suddenly realized: "Want to go to the toilet?"
Qin Wantong nodded and lowered her head like a quail.
Song Junnian was inexplicably delighted by her action. The more he looked at her, the more she looked like the mouse he had raised to death.
He walked forward and picked her up while she was in panic.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
When he said this, Qin Wantong's face turned even redder.
But inexplicably, the atmosphere between the two was not as awkward as it was at the beginning.
Then, Fu Linchen's phone rang at this time.
In fact, the two companies had already cooperated, covering a wide range of areas. They were not curious about the phone call, but as soon as Fu Linchen opened his mouth, there was a lot of tension.
"Boss Song, when did you become blind and deaf?"
Song Junnian: “???”
How did he offend this guy? Their business cooperation was going well and there was no conflict of interest.
"I don't quite understand what Mr. Fu means by this."
Fu Linchen sneered, "Mr. Song, why do you have to pretend? Your people are so useless now? Then I need to consider whether the cooperation between the two companies should continue."
Is the guy surnamed Fu having a seizure? Song Junnian felt that he had not checked the almanac before going out today, and the things he encountered were more outrageous than the last.
"Mr. Fu, let's talk it over. It's not adult behavior to gamble with the cooperation between the two companies."
Fu Linchen disdained all this. He naturally knew that the other party put the family's interests first, but he put Qu Suihuan first.
For those who have died once, even if a ghost from hell comes, they will have to think twice.
"Okay, Mr. Song, I'll wait for you."
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