After Chi Jiujiu finished the live broadcast, she browsed social media and saw that most netizens were asking Gongshi to put more mouthwash and high-end cooking oil on the shelves.
A small number of people are applying for organ supply due to organ failure.
She felt relieved, as long as everyone focused on the product, that was the result she wanted.
She logged into the official website of Gong Group and took a look. It was already forwarding the official news and the video in which Meng Yudong helped her clarify the matter.
In the video, Meng Yudong is sitting in the office in a black Tang suit, with his hair parted in the middle, slightly covering his smooth forehead. His eyes are calm, and his petal-shaped lips are touching each other.
He explained the orphanage to her in objective terms.
"Hello everyone, I'm Meng Yudong, the vice president of Meng Group, and I used to be a member of the Sunshine Orphanage.
Regarding the recent rumors circulating about why the chairman of the Gong Group did not support the orphanage where he once stayed, I would like to explain to you.
Sunshine Orphanage has long since...Please do not be misled by the false rumors contained in the compressed package."
Chi Jiujiu picked up her phone, opened WeChat, found the chat box with Meng Yudong, typed the word "thank you" and sent it.
In the office of the president of Meng Group.
Meng Yudong, who is 1.88 meters tall, stood straight by the floor-to-ceiling window, his head slightly lowered, gazing at the skyscrapers of the south city with a blank gaze.
He held a burning cigar between his slender fingers, smoke rising and the smell of tobacco filled the entire room.
“Ding Ding.”
Suddenly, the WeChat message alert sounded from the expensive black mobile phone on the office desk.
Meng Yudong slowly raised his hand and put the cigar that was about to go out to his mouth.
The seductive petal lips opened slightly, gently holding the cigarette butt, then closed her lips and took a deep breath.
Then he paused for two seconds and exhaled a deep white smoke ring.
He turned his head slightly to look at his phone, and after a second, he withdrew his empty gaze.
From looking at the buildings from a distance, to looking down at the busy streets.
"I'm sorry, I'm a face control freak and only like top-notch handsome guys. Also, I'm married, so please don't make malicious speculations about my private life."
"Pfft—, it turns out Miss Gong likes a top handsome guy, and he's married."
"The chairman of the Gong Group got married young??? Oh my god, which lucky guy should I pull out and show him to me? I'm so envious!"
In Meng Yudong's mind, the woman's words and netizens' comments echoed over and over again.
Jiujiu, are you... married?
Has it come to this between her and...that man she has never met?
He didn't know whether what he said was true or not. He hoped that Jiujiu only blurted out those words that made his heart suffocate in order to avoid excessive speculation about her private life by netizens.
But, he also saw it.
There was an expression on Jiujiu's fair oval face that didn't seem fake.
Meng Yudong took a deep puff of his cigar, extinguished the butt, and quickly threw it away. He walked back to his desk and picked up his phone to open the chat software.
He wanted to ask Jiujiu and hear her say that this was not true.
Wait to see new messages in the chat interface.
The word "thank you".
He felt as if struck by lightning, and could only slump back in his chair.
It's just a piece of cake.
Jiujiu said thank you to him politely and awkwardly. She really didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore. As a friend, she also had to slowly distance herself from him... right?
Jiujiu must have loved that man so much that she kept such a distance from him and didn't even offer to invite him to dinner.
"He's not in South City. He's living in seclusion."
Meng Yudong didn't know how many times he had chewed over this sentence.
So that man is a lay Buddhist, and Jiujiu is blinded by the lay Buddhist's compassion, tolerance, and otherworldly temperament?
He can do it too...
He could feel that Jiujiu didn't hate him, and he could also take his time in the name of friendship and slowly become the person she liked.
Wait until she gets tired of that man.
He took advantage of the opportunity.
Jiujiu didn't like the frivolous look, so he changed, put away his former ruffian side, and studied Buddhist scriptures late at night.
Make your temperament more elegant and carry a sense of Zen.
Jiujiu likes to look at his abdominal muscles, so he trains them and they become tighter and stronger.
But Jiujiu said... she's married!!!
"Wait for Jiujiu to divorce that man? Hahahahahahahahahaha"
Meng Yudong suddenly laughed at himself, his lifeless peach blossom eyes turned scarlet. He grabbed a bottle of liquor under the corner of the table, opened the cap and drank it all in one gulp.
——Cough, cough——cough cough——
After a violent coughing fit.
He stretched out his slender hands, supported his elbows on the desk, covered his originally handsome face with his palms, and let the sour and hot tears slide through his fingers.
The heart felt like it had been eaten by tens of thousands of ants and then thrown into a vinegar jar with salt.
The burning sensation in my throat had long been masked by the pain in my heart.
…
After Chi Jiujiu returned to the office, she locked the door.
With a thought, he entered the Dzi Bead.
She opened the door of the conch house and walked along the jade-paved corridor towards the training room at the end.
"Grandpa, it's time for lunch."
Chi Jiujiucha looked at Gong Hong who was meditating and practicing, with a smile on her lips.
"Okay." Gong Hong withdrew from his practice.
"Yanbao, it's time to drink milk."
Chi Jiujiu turned her gaze towards the cradle and said to Gong Chenyan, who was practicing even while lying down.
Gong Chenyan opened his small black pupils and looked at Chi Jiujiu, "Mother, great-grandfather just fed us brothers and sisters."
Chi Jiujiu, "...Okay, then Yanbao, take a break and don't learn from your father!"
Chi Jiujiu brought Gong Hong and Gong Chenyan to the leisure room, and also brought the other two children over for inspection.
Then, she took out the spiritual food stored in the storage room, placed it on the low table, took out the game console, turned it on, and placed it on a corner of the table with a mobile phone holder.
Watching Shen Mojin practice.
The grandparents and grandchildren began to enjoy lunch.
The so-called spiritual food is dishes made from spiritual fish, and the rice is steamed buns made from wheat on the farm.
Chi Jiujiu finished the last bite of her steamed bun and said sweetly, "Grandpa, it turns out you donated a huge amount of money to charity organizations before. You are indeed a philanthropic entrepreneur of the older generation."
"How did Jiujiu know?"
Gong Hong was stunned, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Chi Jiujiu with eagle eyes.
He spoke softly and meaningfully, "Jiujiu, when wealth accumulates to a certain level, you need to spend it to maintain stability. You will understand later."
Chi Jiujiu nodded in agreement.
Then, she downplayed the rumor.
After listening to this, Gong Hong laughed hoarsely, "Jiujiu, you probably didn't read the documents carefully. Compared to what he donated, what Grandpa left you is not just the Gong Group, but also a lot of overseas assets."
Chi Jiujiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
At the same time, I was a little surprised.
"Grandpa, I'm not saying you donated a lot, but I admire you for being so great!"
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