I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

A few minutes later, driver Fu returned to the car with two cups of milk tea.

"Miss, sugar." He inserted a straw and handed the sugar-rich cup to Kyocera, and the other sugar-free cup was to be given to Miss Gu.

Kyocera had already received Gu Mo's reply. He took a sip and still felt uncomfortable. His voice was a little muffled. "If you can't get in, just send it to the guard."

Driver Fu glanced at the address and drove to Gu Mo's training location.

^

On the way to Jing Siyu's residence, Wan Zhan went to the hospital for bandaging.

When he arrived, it was dinner time, but there was no fire in the kitchen.

"Si Yu?" He stood at the entrance changing his shoes and shouted into the house. His eyes dropped down and saw two large supermarket plastic bags at the door, filled with a lot of things.

At a quick glance, there are a few packets of low-gluten flour on top.

Jing Siyu didn't come out until he changed his shoes. He could only go to the kitchen to take a look and let out a sigh of relief: "Why didn't you answer?"

Jing Siyu was looking down at her phone. The faucet in front of her was running, but she didn't notice it and looked back in a daze.

[She's been standing here for half an hour, staring at her phone?]

[I don't know. I really want to see the ungrateful person's perspective now. I can't wait. I hate this kind of nagging heroine the most!]

[The mission is supposed to be completed step by step, why are you in such a hurry?! I'm so impressed. Why is there a new person all of a sudden? If you don't like it, get out!]

[hehe!]

Wan Zhan turned off the water for her, took another look at the natural gas, and then pulled Jing Siyu out. "Let's go out for dinner. We'll pick up Xixi later."

"……Um."

Jing Siyu turned off her phone, looked at the comments, lowered her head, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why haven't you deleted the video online?"

Wan Zhan held her hand for a moment, then explained, "If we delete it, it will have a bad impact, but Jing Zhanheng..."

In fact, he didn't know why Jing Zhanheng had been letting public opinion ferment.

"Okay," Jing Siyu stopped asking questions and only then noticed the injury on his head, "What's wrong with your forehead?"

"It's okay, I've booked a restaurant... Let's go." Wan Zhan said perfunctorily.

Jing Siyu looked at his calm demeanor, pursed her lips, and finally said nothing, "Okay, I'll ask for leave for Xixi."

"No, she finishes class at nine today, let's go out alone."

“…” She was stunned for a moment and nodded: “Okay.”

Jing Xixi's attitude towards her has been strange since this morning. She originally wanted to take the opportunity to ask, but now... forget it, Wan Zhan is more important.

The comments were all discussing the online turmoil, and for a moment no one paid attention to anything else.

The main reason is that Jing Siyu acted impulsively in this matter.

^

The popularity of the online explosive video has not decreased, nor has it been deleted. I always feel that someone is fanning the flames behind the scenes.

In the conference room, all shareholders looked at the man in the main seat in silence.

The scene was so quiet.

Finally, an older shareholder with a more prominent position spoke up after some hesitation: "Mr. Jing, public opinion is getting more and more intense right now, and it's having a profound impact on the company."

No matter how big a company is, it will be affected by public opinion; it’s just a matter of how much. The richer people are, the more they care about their reputation and status.

Jing Zhanheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice cold and weary: "Are you very anxious?"

All those present were elderly people who had known him for a long time, and there were even two old men from his generation who were very old and had long been accustomed to his coldness.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

"We're not in a rush. The loss isn't a huge amount, but it has affected the company's reputation, so we're thinking about clarifying it."

The person who spoke was a shareholder who followed Jing Zhanheng. He was not really urging him to do so, but was just asking on behalf of everyone and passing a message to Jing Zhanheng.

As soon as he said this, someone followed up with, “Yeah.”

"Mr. Jing, you know that businessmen don't lack money, but reputation is very important."

It's like a toothbrush, which is a necessity for you, but you hate the person who sells it. But a toothbrush is a necessity, so will you buy it or not?

To put it another way, there is a product that only Jingshi can make -

So the losses are really a drop in the bucket for the industries that Jing is involved in.

What they were worried about was that people in higher positions would take advantage of the situation. After all, it was impossible to cut a beautiful cake into equal pieces by hand.

"The stock market crash is just a temporary one, it will recover soon, but..."

Hearing this, Jing Zhanheng raised his hand to interrupt the shareholder, his voice as indifferent as ever: "With the eldest lady here, what are you afraid of."

All shareholders were silent: "..."

Miss?

It was the first time they heard this name from Jing Zhanheng's mouth.

The sun rises from the west?

But they were still calm and no one looked at the sun outside the window.

"All work remains the same, time is tight." Jing Zhanheng said slowly, threw the ballpoint pen in his hand on the table, and stood up to leave.

The few people left looked at each other in bewilderment, feeling that something was a little strange, like a big bad wolf seeing a little white rabbit, but also a bit like...

"...Could it be that Mr. Jing has found an heir?"

Someone spoke first.

The meeting room was silent for a while, and one of them asked the old man who had followed the old man before: "Mr. Bi, do you have any ideas?"

"I don't know." Mr. Bi, who is nearly 70 years old, looks quite calm, with smooth wrinkles on his face, unless you ignore his slightly trembling fingers.

The others also shook their heads, and the place fell silent again.

Everyone present knew who the video was directed at. They were not fools and could figure out the ins and outs of it. They also knew the position of Kyocera in his heart. That was why.

They found it unbelievable.

Otherwise, what's with Jing Zhanheng's expression of "I can finally retire early"?

After a long while, Mr. Bi stood up tremblingly, holding on to the table.

Someone nearby immediately went to help him, which showed that he had good eyesight.

Old Bi took a few breaths. He thought that Jing Zhanheng would never have another child in his life, and the Jing family's business talent would be cut off in this line.

He had also seen Kyocera. It wasn't that she didn't have talent, but she was led astray by her mother. Jing Zhanheng didn't care, so he couldn't intervene and could only regret it.

In the end, Mr. Bi only said one sentence: "Go check the current situation of Kyocera."

Everyone present was smart and understood Jing Zhanheng's intention when he told her about the young lady.

^

At the same time, Kyocera was talking to the tour guide on the phone. He threw the empty milk tea cup in his hand into the trash can and politely greeted the butler Mu.

"Grandpa Mu, will Dad come back for dinner tonight?"

Butler Mu was pruning the flowers in the glass garden. Upon hearing this, he put down the rose pruning shears in his hand and said, "My husband just called and he won't be back tonight."

Kyocera nodded, not turning around yet.

"Miss, Country F has recently developed a new variety of roses. Take a look and see if you like them. If you do, I'll contact you."

Butler Mu took out a photo and showed it to her. At just one glance, a hint of surprise appeared in Kyocera's eyes, which originally had little emotion.

Roses from Country F are never short of customers. This time, perhaps to promote them in other countries, the shooting method is very unique.