After the female emperor of the Feng clan transmigrated into a wealthy young mistress, the president

"Where are the people in the public relations department? Are they all dead?"

Qi Shiyuan dropped the tablet and asked angrily.

"Master...Master, the people from the public relations department are actually waiting, and they don't know how to deal with it. Especially the third young master is the protagonist of this matter, and it's not easy for the group to handle it."

Ji Rui said with a trembling voice, afraid that the young master in front of him would lose his temper again.

"Third Young Master? Third Young Master is now in the hospital. What are you asking him to do?"

Qi Shiyuan lost his temper.After sending it out, I made arrangements again.

"You let the people in the public relations department issue a statement in the name of the group, saying that the Qi family will not ignore any descendants living outside, and will not easily raise a son for others. Regardless of the rumors outside, as long as there is evidence, you are welcome. Come confront."

"Master, this..."

Ji Rui was surprised to hear such an arrangement.

There is nothing wrong with the young master's approach in normal times.

But as soon as Jian Cancan's live broadcast came out, too many people knew about it, and she had already guided the direction of public opinion from the perspective of the weak.

Such an operation at such a critical time, with such a tough attitude, will easily push the Qi Group to the opposite side of public opinion, and send it to the forefront.

"Let's arrange it."

Qi Shiyuan pinched his brows, and did not forget to confess before Ji Rui went out.

"By the way, remind third uncle to prepare him for it."

"Okay, young master!"

As soon as Jian Cancan's live broadcast came out, the third uncle who was still in the hospital must be the first to bear the brunt.

According to the current degree of development of the media, when characters come out, it is simply too easy to ask for human flesh.

What's more, this person is the third young master of the Qi family, a well-known figure in Shenhai City.

As soon as the matter was arranged, Feng Xi spoke with some worry.

"Qi Shiyuan, although the child in Jian Cancan's belly is not the third uncle's, there is no problem with us doing this, but if we can't produce evidence, the public will not be convinced."

"Yes! But if we are not so rigid, the public will only think that we have ghosts in our hearts, and that's no good.

And so far, this matter has developed to this point, what the public wants is not the truth, but more to talk about after dinner, or to give themselves the opportunity to be a spectator on the high platform. "

As Qi Shiyuan spoke, he felt a little irritable.

"So what we have to do is come up with a tough attitude first, and then wait for the time to pass the heat?"

Feng Xi asked.

After coming to this world, this is the first time I met them doing crisis public relations.

It feels like there are many ways to do it, she knows how to operate it, and actually puts it into practice, but she doesn't know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

In other words, what method should be chosen in the end to minimize the influence and damage of this matter.

In this regard, Feng Xi feels that she still has a lot of homework to do, and even Qi Shiyuan is her best mentor.

"Wait first, this matter will always pass."

Compared to Feng Xi's worry, Qi Shiyuan seemed much calmer.

From being disabled in an accident six years ago to now, he has experienced many storms, and there are many things going on now. Compared with six years ago, this is not a big deal. At least this incident has not directly endangered his personal safety. It was still a healthy Qi Shiyuan.

"You have such a good attitude. Compared with you, I seem to have lived in vain."

"That is after I came to this world, I have been withstanding the test of this world. But you are different."

Because there is no direct experience, so in some things, the conclusions are different.

The husband and wife said each other sentence by sentence. In this terrible time, life seemed not as depressing as imagined, but it was just like this until the next day.

The next day

The funeral of the second young master of the Qi family officially began. Qi Shiyuan and his wife, as nephews and nephews-in-law, attended in all black, even though they were a little reluctant in their hearts.

At that time, Qi Ran, who fled to Qingyan City, was escorted back by Anhua, and stood at the front of the mourning hall in a seemingly free way, expressing the most devout condolences to the deceased father.

Qi Shiyuan watched from behind, with a half-smile expression on his face.

Qi Ran, the useless Qi Ran, in the face of family affection, did not choose to give up after all.

Regarding this matter, Qi Shiyuan knew that he was not upright enough.

But under such a situation, he couldn't think of a better solution at all.

Feng Xi looked at the solemn mourning hall, then at Qi Shiyuan who was standing on the side, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

After coming to this world, this was the first time she attended a funeral. The last time was Feng Ge, and she was the protagonist. At that time, all emotions were put away, and she wholeheartedly entertained the guests.

This time, Qi Jianyuan's funeral, if possible, Feng Xi would not be willing to attend at all.

If nothing happened to her, she would know the cause of Qi Jianyuan's death very well.

Others don't know the spiritual power that was used in the sea, the hands that were thrown into the sea in that instant, and the hands that were bound by hunger, but Feng Xi knows it best.

In the final analysis, a large part of Qi Jianyuan's result was due to his own punishment.

Now she has to stand here.

If there is really a spirit in the sky, even Qi Jianyuan himself will not be at peace.

Coming out of the mourning hall, Feng Xi looked back, and then at Qi Shiyuan beside him.

"Qi Shiyuan, there is actually one thing I haven't told you."

In the end, Feng Xi spoke out about this matter.

If Qi Shiyuan minded, if he wanted to know, she had no intention of keeping it from him.

"Actually, Second Uncle will be buried in the sea because of your punishment, right?"

While talking, Qi Shiyuan turned his head to look at Feng Xi.

His good-looking face was full of care and indifference, but he didn't blame him.

"Qi Shiyuan, don't you blame me?"

Feng Xi was taken aback. As a nephew, Qi Shiyuan's performance was beyond her expectation.

"If you really want me to say that a person who wants to kill someone wholeheartedly, his death is a death that deserves more than justification."

Is there any pity?No.Is there any blame?Not even more.

It was only because he had part of the same blood in his body that he couldn't make a direct move. Now this was considered to have eliminated a big hidden danger.

"Qi Shiyuan, I'm sorry.

At that time, I should tell you first, instead of shooting directly. "

If she said these words when they got on the motorboat, they might have different results, and even Qi Jianyuan's results might be different.

"Let's go."

Qi Shiyuan didn't explain much, but took Fengxi's hand very naturally, and led her outside.

They had already been to the funeral, and as a nephew, he wasn't the main character here, so Qi Shiyuan was too lazy to stay.