Fu Yunchen, of course, did not say that Hao Ren heard from the front desk that a heavyweight beauty had appeared at the company with a top-floor pass, and immediately checked and found that Yi Tianran was on this floor, seemingly being besieged.
So Hao Ren immediately went to inform President Fu to come and take charge of the situation.
Fu Yunchen reached out and patted her head, speaking sweet nothings without batting an eye: "Because we are telepathically connected."
Yi Tianran looked up at him with amusement. "Really? Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"
Fu Yunchen replied without changing his expression, "Me."
Liu Meiling, standing to the side, was speechless. She was so overwhelmed by the sight of their lovey-dovey display that she almost lost her mind.
She had never seen anything like this before!
It turns out that even the aloof and powerful CEO can be quite charming when he's trying to win over his sweetheart!
She originally intended to leave quietly, but Yi Tianran spent some time cuddling with Fu Yunchen before immediately pushing him away, saying, "Alright, you can continue with your work. Meiling and I still need to discuss the next steps."
"..." Fu Yunchen's face darkened, and he pinched her tender cheek, "You little ingrate."
...
As the online controversy intensified, Uncle Liu and his wife profited handsomely from the attention.
Netizens sympathized with the couple, who are both over 100 years old, yet they endured the devastating loss of their son and were further harmed by an ungrateful wretch.
They expressed their concern, sent their condolences, and even offered to donate money to ensure that the two elderly people would not be without money for their retirement in their later years.
Upon learning of this, Uncle Liu and his wife, disregarding their grief over their son's recent death, eagerly discussed the matter with the program's director, saying, "Donations are great! Let them all donate more. As long as we act even more pitiful, receiving hundreds of thousands or even millions wouldn't be a problem!"
The director immediately said with displeasure, "Can you please not act so greedy and accept donations so quickly? People will definitely become suspicious of you."
Aunt Liu wasn't new to the internet; she had long since figured out the patterns of all online trends: "Let them doubt us! We're taking advantage of the current hype, when everyone's paying attention to us, to make a quick buck! Do you think we're easy to fool, trying to pocket the donations?"
"You..." The director's face turned pale instantly. "What kind of person do you take me for?"
"Stop pretending." Uncle Liu wasn't buying it. "Your production team came to us first, saying you'd help me fight a media war and make that bitch Liu Meiling pay for my son's death. You put it nicely that you'd help my husband and me get justice, but actually you just wanted to generate buzz for your own show. Now that you're making a fortune, you want to kick us out?"
The director didn't expect this couple to be so difficult to deal with, willing to use their son's death for money.
But since things had come to this point, he could only compromise. "Fine, we can do fundraising if you want, but once the money is in the account, we'll split it 50/50!"
"You wish!" Aunt Liu refused without hesitation. "That was donated to my husband and me by netizens. You want to split it 50/50? Keep dreaming!"
"Don't go too far!" The director nearly fainted from anger. "If I hadn't created a platform and opportunities for you, how could you have gained so much attention, let alone received donations? It's a win-win situation for everyone to work together! It must be split equally!"
"So, in the end, isn't it our family's situation that attracted attention? What does that show? It shows that our genuine feelings resonated with everyone." Uncle Liu said confidently, "Therefore, your role is at most twofold. Once the money arrives, we'll split it 80/20, which is the greatest mercy we can show you."
Aunt Liu had been obsessed with money her whole life. When she heard about the 82 split, her heart felt like it was being squeezed, and she was still very dissatisfied.
However, she didn't speak this time, but received a warning look from her husband, so she could only endure it for the time being.
"What a joke!" The director was so angry that his face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged. "I think you really don't know your place! I'm warning you, don't be too reckless. I can create public opinion for you and make you the sympathy of the netizens. I can also turn public opinion around and expose your greedy faces so that everyone can see clearly that you won't get a single penny and your reputation will be completely ruined. You choose."
As the saying goes, experience is the best teacher. As the director of a TV program, he has witnessed far too much of the ugliness of human nature.
Although the Liu couple were quite difficult to deal with, there were ways to deal with them.
I was just trying to maintain the facade.
In retrospect, it was completely unnecessary.
"You..." Uncle Liu never expected to be outmaneuvered. His face turned pale and then purple, and he felt extremely aggrieved.
But when it came to the money, he ultimately held back.
"Okay, then let's split it 60/40, I get 60% and you get 40%, that's my bottom line." Even at this point, he didn't forget to bargain.
The director almost laughed out of anger, and too lazy to argue any further, "Then it's decided. After the contract is signed, I will hold a fundraising event for you in an official capacity. Now it's up to you to put on a show!"
As public opinion fermented, coupled with the fact that the Liu couple would cry and wail in front of the camera from time to time, grieving for their son's death, and feeling no wonder that Liu Meiling was unfilial, even crying until their eyes were swollen and their hair turned white (actually, it was dyed).
Netizens were deeply saddened and sympathetic, and donated 2 million yuan in just one and a half days!
When Aunt Liu saw so many zeros after the balance, her eyes lit up and she almost fainted from excitement!
"That's two million! That's enough for a down payment on a furnished two-bedroom apartment in the city center!" She was so happy she could barely keep her mouth shut.
"It seems that brat is still somewhat useful." A dark glint flashed in Uncle Liu's eyes. "Next, we'll use the pressure of public opinion to bring her back, squeeze her to earn money for us to pay off our loans and support us in our old age. We won't have to worry about the rest of our lives anymore."
Although it was a pity that the son they had raised had died, since the dead cannot be brought back to life, they still had to seize the immediate benefits.
"You forgot, 40% of this money will be divided up, leaving only 1.2 million, which is still not enough for us to enjoy our future!" Aunt Liu was clearly even more greedy. "In the end, we still have to marry her off to a rich man. Even if she doesn't want to, we'll force her to marry him. Who told her to have no other skills, just a vixen's face!"
Uncle Liu thought about it and agreed, "Yes! It would be more like it if she married a rich man and gave us 300,000 to 500,000 yuan every month to spend."
Just as they were enjoying their moment of triumph, a phone call rang out like a death knell.
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