Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

The An family mother and daughter, who had been waiting for a full twenty minutes, were about to go to the president's office to look for someone, but fortunately Song Yichuan and Jiang Yu showed up in time.

An Zhiyuan fell in love with Jiang Yu who was next to Song Yichuan at first sight. She lowered her head shyly and acted like a little girl, but Jiang Yu knew that the other party had a reputation outside for being a person who did not care about food or meat.

"You must be Mr. Song Yichuan, right? I am Xu Fengjiao, the mistress of the An family, and this is my daughter An Zhiyuan." An's mother also recognized the wrong person and stretched out her right hand towards Jiang Yu. Vice President Jiang, who reacted quickly, immediately took half a step back. Song Yichuan was also satisfied with his friend's action, and he politely shook the other's hand.

"Hello, Aunt An, we finally meet."

"Haha, the Song family has good genes, and all their sons are tall, rich and handsome," An's mother smiled awkwardly and nudged her wooden daughter with her elbow in private.

An Zhiyuan finally got over the bad news that the handsome guy was not her fiancé, but then she thought, Song Yichuan is a CEO with a net worth of hundreds of billions, so choosing him would be more helpful to the An family and to herself.

As for handsome guys, once they have money, they will come to you on their own.

"Hello, Mr. Song." Her shy look made Song Yichuan very satisfied, and they decided to find a restaurant to discuss the wedding the day after tomorrow.

Seeing that the plan was half completed, Jiang Yu also sent a message to Su Lan and received a big thumbs up.

With the goal of forming an alliance, the An family was determined to hold a grand wedding, drawing the attention of the entire City B. However, Song Yichuan maintained a stern face and repeatedly stressed that his true identity must not be disclosed to the public.

Faced with such a tough request, although the An family mother and daughter nodded obediently on the surface, they had their own ulterior motives in their hearts.

After they returned home, they immediately began to plot secretly. It turned out that the mother and daughter had secretly contacted many reporters without Song Yichuan's knowledge and carefully wrote a series of articles.

Soon, very attractive and topical entries such as "Luoan Group President's Wedding", "The real identity of the person in charge of Luo Group is the second son of the Song family", and "The Song and An families are about to hold the wedding of the century" emerged like mushrooms after rain, and quickly rushed to the hot search list of City B.

After a night of constant fermentation, these trending search terms had spread throughout the streets and alleys of City B. Almost every resident of City B knew about this bombshell news, and people were discussing the various stories and inside stories behind this wealthy marriage.

Meanwhile, Su Lan, who was lying in bed, scrolling through her phone, stumbled upon this trending search. Looking at the eye-catching headlines and related reports on the screen, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up slightly, a hint of satisfaction forming. She thought to herself, "Huh! The An family is truly Song Yichuan's retribution! Let's see how this ends for him."

Song Yichuan finally woke up from his sleep the next morning when the sun had just risen. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and reached for his phone on the bedside table to check the time.

However, when he unlocked the screen, he was shocked by the screen full of missed call notifications. The number of missed calls displayed on his three phones added up to hundreds!

Song Yichuan suddenly felt flustered. He stared at the phone screen in a daze for a moment, then as if waking from a dream, he called his assistant.

As soon as the call was connected, he couldn't wait to ask, "What happened? Why are so many people calling me?"

The assistant replied anxiously, "Boss, this is bad! Your identity is now known to everyone in City B!"

Hearing this, Song Yichuan was struck by lightning, and instantly came to his senses. His eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief, "What? How did my entire identity get exposed?" He then pressed on, "So, what's the company's current situation? Have you taken any measures to deal with it?"

The assistant quickly explained, "The PR department is currently urgently spending money to remove the trending search, but the results are not ideal. Furthermore, shareholders continue to call to verify this information..."

"What a bunch of rubbish!" Song Yichuan raised his hand angrily and slammed it hard on the soft quilt, making a dull sound. His face flushed red with extreme anger, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Fire all those good-for-nothings in the PR department right now!" he roared, his voice booming like thunder in the room. Then, he jumped out of bed, his movements swift and decisive.

Song Yichuan hurriedly walked towards the bedside table while putting on his slippers, picked up his cell phone and skillfully dialed Jiang Yu's number.

The call was quickly connected, and Jiang Yu's lazy voice came from the other end: "Hello?"

"Jiang Yu, help me find out who leaked the information!" Song Yichuan said this almost gritting his teeth.

Jiang Yu responded and hung up the phone, but before hanging up, he couldn't help but murmur, "Huh, this Song Yichuan really thinks he's the boss."

You know, the second young master of the Jiang family helped Song Yichuan manage the Luoan Group out of sympathy and loyalty to his friend. But now it seems that everything he did was not worth mentioning in Song Yichuan's eyes.

Despite his complaints, Jiang Yu still followed the plan Su Lan had laid out. He picked up his phone again and dialed another number: "Hello, it's me, Jiang Yu. Inform the An family that they can hold the wedding at the Rose Hotel, and all expenses will be charged to the Luoan Group."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and he thought to himself: "Hey, I completed the task perfectly this time. Song Yichuan will probably thank me very much."

Time passed by minute by minute, and finally it was afternoon. Song Yichuan was busy when he suddenly heard his cell phone ring. He glanced at the screen and found that the caller ID was Jiang Yu.

After the call was connected, Jiang Yu's voice came over: "Yichuan, we investigated and found that some paparazzi took some photos secretly, but the specific situation is not clear at the moment." However, Jiang Yu did not reveal more details about the An family mother and daughter who were behind the scenes.

After hanging up Jiang Yu's phone, Song Yichuan fell into deep thought. He hadn't figured out how to deal with this sudden change. At this moment, his phone rang again. This time, it was An's mother who called.

"Yichuan, I know you may not be willing to reveal your identity right now, but the media has already exposed this matter. In this case, why don't we take this opportunity to strike back at the Song family in a high-profile manner at the wedding? Wouldn't that be better?" Mother An's tone was a little proud.

Song Yichuan frowned and said, "But, aunt, this is not the situation I expected..."