In the living room downstairs, Nangong Yu sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette in frustration.
"Show me the Weibo post from the official Weibo account of that Hong Kong newspaper."
Ye Feng nodded, took out his phone, opened Weibo, browsed for a while, and then handed the phone to Nangong Yu.
After Nangong Yu took it, he looked at it with his eyes down for a while.
With each paragraph he read, Nangong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his grip on his phone tightened involuntarily.
Looking at the bulging veins on Nangong Yu's hand, Ye Feng swallowed hard.
At this moment, he was genuinely afraid that Nangong Yu might lose control of his strength and crush the phone.
That's his phone!!!
Nangong Yu had no idea what Ye Feng was thinking. At this moment, he was staring angrily at the Weibo on the screen.
The official Weibo account of xx newspaper stated: "Last night, we suddenly received a private message from an anonymous netizen with information about the wife of the president of Quanyu Group, who is currently trending on social media."
According to netizens, the wife of the president of Quanyu Group is named Song Yuli. She is 18 years old, from B City, P Province, and attended B City No. 1 High School. She just took the college entrance examination this year.
According to netizens, the wife of the president of Quanyu Group is an orphan. Her mother gave birth to her out of wedlock and passed away a few years later. She was raised by her uncle's family. In addition, it is said that this president's wife also entered the Nan family because she was pregnant out of wedlock.
It is said that this president's wife had little presence in her life and was always bullied and ostracized in school. Yet, such a person was able to become the president's wife, which makes us question the judgment of Nangong Yu, the president of Quanyu Group.
... (omitting ten thousand words here)
After reading it, Nangong Yu's expression was truly comparable to that of Bao Gong (a famous judge in Chinese history).
Worried about the fate of his phone, Ye Feng, under the suffocatingly oppressive atmosphere, said, "President, that's my phone."
Nangong Yu glanced at him lightly and casually tossed his phone to him.
Ye Feng quickly caught it and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"President, what do we do next?"
Nangong Yu leaned back lazily on the sofa and pondered for a while.
"How many influential Weibo users are currently exposing this matter?"
Ye Feng did the math in his head, then said, "Forty-three."
"Heh, very good."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu suddenly curled his lips into a ruthless smile: "Notify the company's lawyers to prepare forty-three lawyer's letters. I'm going to sue them!"
Ye Feng was taken aback, then quickly nodded: "Yes."
It seems the CEO is really angry this time.
"In addition, my name and hers, as well as photos, have been blocked across the entire internet."
Ye Feng: "Yes."
"Finally, find the whistleblower, dig up as much dirt on her as possible, and expose her."
Ye Feng, trembling, replied: "Yes."
Waaaaah, you can't mess with an angry CEO.
...
Upstairs, after installing Weibo, Song Yuli naturally saw the newspaper's official Weibo post.
She thought she would be furious, but she wasn't; she was completely calm.
Looking at the anonymous whistleblower, Song Yuli fell into deep thought.
If she's not mistaken, the anonymous whistleblower is very likely Lian Xin.
She had never been to Hong Kong or met any Hong Kong people. Before the college entrance examination, Lian Xin had mentioned that her father, Lian Jingshan, had found her a godfather in Hong Kong.
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