Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The banquet finally ended.

Most of the guests, especially the big stars in the entertainment industry, left with red faces as if they had drunk too much.

Even though there were more than half fewer shots of the street when they left than when they entered, it did not affect their good mood after hearing about the explosive gossip on the spot - facts have proved that a sufficiently explosive piece of gossip can be an antidote to anyone's mood, and the disease will be cured within a short period of time after taking it.

[Their steps were all brisk] — This is what the entertainment reporter wrote in the news.

[This event has gone down in history, and even with the passage of time, it will still be a hot news that cannot be avoided]

[Major forums and websites are conducting slice-by-slice analysis of this live broadcast. This is destined to become a feast shared by tens of millions of people.]

……

The fluorescent light from the mobile phone screen illuminated half of the girl's face.

She leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, with silver traffic flowing under her feet and a brightly lit city in the distance.

It was very quiet here, but through the wall, one could vaguely hear the faint noise coming from the chairman's office.

"Why are you still in Wen's?"

Someone was asking a puzzled question in the headphones.

Ye Kong didn't answer, his fingers slid rhythmically across the screen.

There are 200 new comments on Weibo about this matter per second. The thoughts, opinions, and arguments of countless people are flooding into her mobile phone like a torrent. The glowing light reflects her dark pupils, but there is a feeling of coldness that is completely opposite to this lively phenomenon.

"Don't turn the pages. Your fingers are going to twitch. I'll check for you what you want to see."

The voice in the headset spoke again.

Ye Kong paused for a moment, without even raising his eyelids: "You're monitoring my phone again? Do you believe I'll sue you?"

"You go."

Ever since he personally went to Qu's house to see her last time, that person had obviously become more fearless, and his voice sounded somewhat smug.

"I'm so scared." She pressed on.

Ye Kong: ...

Ye Kong continued to look through his phone: "I heard that several platforms crashed today? Are you just here to eat and work?"

"…This is not my fault. Wen Can has someone else helping him."

Qu Wu said: "And this person is in Xingfei, and is right above my head now, but I don't know exactly which floor he is on."

"You mean you didn't do anything today? You were just slacking off the whole time?"

"What do you mean by slacking off? You didn't tell me to do anything. I have to guess wrong and I have to be punished, right?"

Qu Wu muttered, "And I didn't slack off. I did do something. Since the incident, some people have been trying to suppress the heat. The hot searches have been withdrawn twice, and several press releases have been urgently issued, but I ignored them all."

Ye Kong paused and said, "Can you find out who it is?"

"I hacked the chat records of the water army merchants. The buyer's IP address is in the Wen's Group building. The one who is still paying attention to public opinion and working hard at this time should be the Wen's public relations team. Wow, they are really dedicated to their duties."

"..." Ye Kong raised his head, his pupils filled with the bright and dim lights of the city, "How long have they been 'working hard'?"

"We are still working hard, but netizens are not stupid. Anyone who speaks up for Wen Rong will be cursed for their ancestors. No one listens to them. They are as insignificant as sand in water, but this group of people still persists - otherwise I would say they are doing their job conscientiously. If the target was not Wen Rong, I would be moved."

"...If it were you," Ye Kong said, "when your immediate boss is obviously finished, and the new boss Shouhen Shoula is about to take over, would you continue to work for this finished boss?"

"I'm mad?"

"Yeah, are they crazy?" Ye Kong put away his phone and touched his chin. "Why don't they hug Wen Can's thigh to show their loyalty at this time? Instead, they are still trying to protect Wen Rong?"

"Is Wen Rong a leader who is very good at winning people's hearts?"

“He’s just an actor who’s very good at talking.”

The discussion here was not over yet when there was finally a noise from the office door over there.

There was a click.

Ye Kong stood up and turned around, raised his hand to turn off his headphones, and said, "No peeking or eavesdropping."

Xingfei Building

Qu Wu sat alone in the studio with a bowl of instant noodles in her hand, and angrily disconnected from Ye Kong's phone.

·

Wen Can walked in.

He closed the door, looked up, and saw Ye Kong standing by the window.

Although the light was dim and his face was almost invisible, he still smiled.

Ye Kong stood in the dim light, raised his hand and opened his arms to him.

"Hold me again?"

Wen Can was stunned, with the phone still in his hand, and the directors and shareholders' explicit and implicit condemnations and claims lingering in his ears. At that time, he was surrounded by rich and powerful people, responding to everyone's needs in an orderly but unmoved manner. He thought his brain should always be excited - he could even capture his every consideration and every detail of the subsequent arrangements with great sensitivity.

These are things he has practiced countless times.

When he wants to execute it, he should be as clear-headed and rational as a robot, without any unnecessary influence on his emotions.

However, it was not until this moment, looking at the shadow with arms open to him, that he suddenly felt tired.

Fatigue, like the dust of years, had already filled his entire body, but he seemed to have only just noticed it.

The suffocating feeling of being drowned was very light, so light that he only stumbled a little, but still walked accurately in front of Ye Kong.

Then he leaned forward silently, opened his arms, and clasped her hands together perfectly.

They hugged each other tightly again on the high building after the banquet.

The silver light of the city illuminated the man's face, which looked extremely tired when he closed his eyes, and also brightened the faint smile at the corners of his lips.

"I am fine."

He hugged Ye Kong and whispered comfortingly.

Ye Kong glanced at him sideways, but could only see the dark back of his head, so he raised his hand and touched his head.

"I know."

She said this, but in her heart she was thinking that nothing is wrong.

You should cry or laugh out loud, or at worst you can just be in a daze. The only thing you shouldn't be like this - acting as if nothing happened, as if you just completed an ordinary job.

But maybe there are such people in the world?

Ye Kong began to doubt his general understanding of human beings again - perhaps some people just don't conform to the general situation and psychology?

Could Wen Can be such a person?

Was it really just an ordinary job for him?

is it possible?

——No, that's impossible.

Ye Kong rejected his own guess again.

She rested her chin on Wen Can's shoulder and rubbed it, her hands tightened even more, even exerting force on her fingertips, trying to make the other person feel "I am holding you tightly."

"Would you like to go to the coffee shop to rest tonight? You don't want to go back to the Wen family, do you?"

"Ah."

"Then you have to ask me to take you in."

"Please, I have nowhere to go without you."

"How pitiful."

She chuckled a little and fell from the sky. "Then come with me. I will give you food to eat and a place to sleep."