Kang Mucheng knew that Jian Jing didn't like to socialize, so he comforted her, "My mother won't mind. She gave you a chance, but you didn't like it, so she won't look for you next time."

Jian Jing thought about it and said, "It's actually quite fun."

"Huh?"

"Didn't President Qin say that his wife's collection is opening and he invites everyone to participate this weekend?"

"What's the matter, do you want to go?"

"No, I just think it's funny that he's cheating on his wife while selling his loving wife persona."

Kang Mucheng was surprised: "Cheating?"

"He had a dyed brown hair clipped on the collar of his shirt and a piece of silk hooked on his cufflinks, in black and white. Among the people who came today, the women were all wearing dresses, and the difference was obvious, except..." Jian Jing's gaze passed through the crowd and fell on the generous and capable Editor-in-Chief Guo.

She was wearing a houndstooth suit with a jacket draped over her shoulders and a hip-hugging suit skirt underneath. Her golden brown hair showed a little black roots.

It was obvious that the object of Mr. Qin's extramarital affair was Editor-in-Chief Guo.

"Don't learn from her." Kang Mucheng had seen a lot of things and didn't think it was surprising. He taught her, "If a married man hints at you, slap him."

"It has nothing to do with me." Jian Jing didn't take it to heart.

But she forgot that the man may be ruthless, but the concubine may be interested.

Jian Jing came out of the bathroom and happened to meet Editor-in-Chief Guo.

She said warmly, "Hey, let me tell you something. You know Mr. Qin, right? The one who runs an art collection company, his new exhibition hall will open this weekend, you should go and have a look."

Jian Jing didn't want to get too close to her, so she wanted to refuse as soon as she opened her mouth.

Who would have thought that Chief Editor Guo would speak up faster, whispering, "Boss Qin has invited... the minister's wife, and Boss Kang will definitely go here. You can come with him and meet him."

Jinwu has two Boss Kangs, but usually Kang's mother is called President Kang and Kang Mucheng is called Boss, and this is clearly the latter.

Jian Jing was not interested in this at first, but after hearing her say this, she did not refuse immediately: "Come when you are free."

"That's settled." Chief Editor Guo said earnestly.

Jian Jing responded vaguely, and finally got away. As soon as she turned into the corridor, she ran into Writer Wu again.

He was beside the rockery in the atrium of the hotel, hugging a little girl and doing something with her.

The little girl tried to get away and politely refused: "I'm sorry, Teacher Wu, I have something else to do, Teacher Wu, please don't do this."

"Aren't you going to ask me about the symposium? I haven't made up my mind yet." Writer Wu said nonchalantly, "I'm very busy, I can't spare time for all activities..."

Jian Jing raised her eyebrows, turned on her phone, and clicked.

The camera was not muted, and it made a loud camera sound, which startled Writer Wu.

"What are you doing?" He stared at her phone, "You're taking random photos, delete them."

Jian Jing swiped the screen, as if nothing had happened: "This is a public place, am I bothering you by taking a selfie?"

Writer Wu scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, delete it." As he spoke, he tried to snatch it away.

Jian Jing did not evade: "Teacher Wu, if you continue like this, I will scream for molestation."

"Little girl threatening me?" Writer Wu sneered, "You can't even protect yourself, and you still want to stand up for others?"

Jian Jing was very calm: "If you don't believe me, try it."

Writer Wu looked uncertain, and for a long time, he did not grab it by force, and said: "If you are planning to post it online, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. What use can a photo be? Don't blame me for not reminding you if you fail to steal the chicken and lose the rice."

"Don't bother." Jian Jing didn't intend to really post it. The black material in hand is the most intimidating. If it is posted, it is like playing the cards, and the opponent can only deal with it afterwards.

A photo is not painful or itchy. At most, Writer Wu will be scolded, but it will not shake his foundation.

"Haha." Writer Wu sneered twice, lost interest in "instructing" the little girl, and turned away.

At this time, the young girl who was harassed hesitated for a while, walked over and said, "Teacher Jian."

"What's the matter?" Jian looked at her quietly, and the details he saw were presented one by one: the dress was slightly too big, the creases were still there, the logo of the fast-selling brand was exposed at the back of the neck, the shoes did not fit her feet, and there was a band-aid on the heel. It was obvious that she did not come to such occasions often.

In addition, her young and immature face meant that she was most likely a new graduate who was sent by the company to run errands.

"I'm Xiao He from the event company." The girl tickled her fingers unconsciously, "Thank you so much for what you did just now, but could you please delete the photos you just took?"

Jian Jing asked, "Why?"

Xiao He said bitterly, "I'm the person in the company who is responsible for connecting with Teacher Wu. If the photos are not deleted, he will definitely not agree to cooperate."

"So what?" Jian Jing asked.

Xiao He was startled, looked up at her, and said hesitantly: "I thought you were helping me out."

"Yes, but what's the point of deleting the photos?" Jian Jing asked back, "If you are harassed, you should talk to your boss. If he refuses to help you, then tell your boss. If your boss also asks you to endure it, just quit directly."

Xiao He pursed his lips: "Teacher Jian, please be kind. It's not easy for me to find a job."

Jian Jing frowned: "I didn't take a picture of your face."

"Our leader and Party B promised that they would invite Teacher Wu to participate in the event. If I mess up..." Xiao He shook his head and didn't say anything else, "Please."

Jian Jing looked at her for a while and said, "No."

"Why?" Xiao He looked up in confusion, and the face of the person in front of him was reflected in his dry contact lenses.

She was a few years younger than him, with fair skin, long curly flax-gray hair draped softly on her shoulders, and a light gray dress embellished with crystals, like a princess dress in a Disney cartoon. He

had clearly helped her, so why did he embarrass her again?

"No reason." Jian Jing said, "You have already offended Teacher Wu, think carefully about whether you want to offend me as well."

Xiao He was speechless.

"I can send you a copy of the photo, and you can use it to threaten him, or tell your boss." Jian Jing shook her phone, "Delete? Impossible."

After that, she walked straight to the rockery in the atrium and stood where Writer Wu had just stood, raised her phone at a 45-degree angle, and made a heart shape with her hand.

Click, N consecutive shots.

I picked the one with the best angle, opened Weibo, and uploaded it.

Jian Jing V:

Happy Birthday @ Jinwu Publishing House

I took a lot of photos and picked the best one [circle.JPG].

Soon, many comments appeared below.

Die-hard fan A: The missing person has returned. If you don’t go online again, rumors will be spread until the seventh day of the first

lunar month Die-hard fan B: I just have one thing to say, why will there be a second part of Devil Doctor?

Comment C: Was going to the hospital really an accident? Wasn’t it suicide?

Die-hard fan D: Your mother is dead upstairs

Die-hard fan Bai Xiaohuo: Teacher Jingjing is so pretty. Teacher Jingjing has become prettier again. When I see Teacher Jingjing, my waist and legs don’t hurt. I don’t feel tired when I go up to the fifth floor in one breath! If Teacher Jingjing replies to me, my cold will be cured immediately! !

"Hiss", Jian Jing took a deep breath. The flattery from the fan named Bai Xiaohuo was so exaggerated that it gave her goosebumps.

She rubbed her arms, and still cherished her fans, and silently replied.

- "Drink more hot water."

Then the other party immediately replied with an emoticon package: [cat is well-behaved.JPG]

The cat is very cute, Jian Jing stole this emoticon package.

The second half of the celebration was meaningless. President Kang reviewed the past achievements and looked forward to the future, but they were all for show. Then the awards for the employees of the publishing house were cut into a three-layer cake with edible candles with the number 32 on it.

After eating the cake, everyone left one after another.

Kang Mucheng was very conscious that after picking up Jian Jing, he had to send her back in a safe manner.

On the way back, he asked her, "What do you mean by the photo? You never sent it before."

"To annoy someone." Jian Jing told him about her encounter with writer Wu. "He acts like a senior and bothers me all day long. It's so annoying."

Kang Mucheng shook his head, "Photos are useless."

Writer Wu became famous 20 years ago. He has fame, qualifications, and status. These small troubles are not painful and can't do anything to him. On the contrary, he has a wide network of contacts, so it's easy to find trouble with Jian Jing.

"Don't send it out. If you are desperate, you will also get into trouble." He warned.

"He thinks he is a piece of jade bottle and dare not confront me head-on." Jian Jing had her own ideas, "I am just responding to him, I won't publish it."

Kang Mucheng sighed again.

In the past two years, she would just keep it to herself when encountering such a thing, and she might not tell me if asked. But today, not only can she fight back, but she also got the evidence.

He suddenly became curious: "Why didn't you delete the photos?"

"Do you think I will agree to her?"

Kang Mucheng nodded. This matter surprised him more than taking photos: Don't think that Jian Jing writes about the good and evil of human nature in the story, she is just a naive person in real life.

A young writer came to her and asked her if they could hold a book signing event together. It was her first time and she was afraid that she would not do well. She hoped that the seniors could guide her.

Then Jian Jing really came to ask him...

"This is physical evidence, and the evidence is very important." Not sure if it was a sequelae of the last mission, Jian Jing had a strong desire to protect the evidence, "I will keep it confidential, but I will not destroy it."

Kang Mucheng: "Well."

She: "Huh?"

"Are you planning to write about the police in the next one?" He said, "You've figured out their mentality very well."

Jian Jing was surprised: "Mr. Kang, are you complaining?"

"Otherwise?" He raised his eyebrows.

Inexplicably, Jian Jing suddenly wanted to laugh, and indeed could not help laughing out loud: "It's a bit unexpected."

"Why, in your heart, I am a serious old man?" Kang Mucheng raised his hand and patted her head gently, "Too much."

"No, no." Jian Jing held back her laughter, "Our President Kang is handsome, young and promising, with a net worth of over 100 million. He is an undisputed diamond bachelor - ah, this title is outdated, it should be called a domineering president."

Kang Mucheng sneered lightly: "Boring."

"What's not boring?" She asked back.

He said: "Let's go to the opening of President Qin's exhibition hall on the weekend when we have time."

He didn't give a reason, but Jian Jing trusted him very much, and agreed immediately: "Okay."

"Don't you feel disgusted?"

"It's none of my business."

Afterwards, Jian Jing recalled and found that she had said similar words twice.

They are all very wrong.