I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

The assistant also knew that Chu Ci was someone directly arranged by W Group. He didn't know what to do for a moment and asked, "Boss Jiang, what should we do now?"

"First, go to Chu Ci to understand the whole story, then let the public relations department draft a response plan and find strong evidence against us. If Zhou Xiong wants to confront us head-on, we will not tolerate him." Jiang Ye gave clear instructions.

He spoke with an indifferent expression, but he still had some understanding of Chu Ci in his heart.

As soon as Chu Ci appeared, he asked someone to check his information. According to the information, he was clear-headed, took the overall situation into consideration, acted in an orderly manner, and would not cause trouble for others for no reason.

There must be a reason for doing such an extraordinary thing on such an important day.

Jiang Ye looked up and saw his assistant still standing in front of him, motionless, so he asked:

"Why is it still there? Go and deal with it."

The assistant pursed his lips, seeming to want to say something but stopped himself.

"Just tell me what you have to say." Jiang Ye saw his hesitation.

"Mr. Jiang, I just received news that Miss Wen and Director Chu appeared in Brother Crocodile's live broadcast room."

The assistant showed Jiang Ye the screenshot of the live broadcast on his phone.

The screenshot shows Chu Ci’s face and Wen Wan’s back. The two are sitting face to face, as if drinking tea and chatting.

Wen Wan's back is easy to recognize, even without seeing her face Jiang Ye can recognize her at a glance.

Suddenly, Chu Ci's face made him feel a surge of crisis, as another strong opponent appeared.

At first I thought Wen Wan was only interested in Chu Ci's talent, after all, Chu Ci's battle record was verifiable, but now it seems that Wen Wan is also very interested in him.

He had just had a car accident yesterday and showed up in Chu Ci's office today.

It makes people think more.

Jiang Ye's peach blossom eyes darkened, and he told his assistant, "I understand. You can go out now."

"Yes." The assistant respectfully left the office.

Jiang Ye looked at the door that closed gently, played with the phone in his hand, and finally dialed the person's number.

As soon as the call was connected, Jiang Ye said to the person on the other end: "There's a new person next to my sister."

"What's wrong?" Luo Mingchuan's indifferent voice came from the receiver.

Jiang Ye's originally calm expression became uncontrollable when he heard Luo Mingchuan's voice. He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

"You're still asking what happened? What happened? Luo Mingchuan, don't you have a sense of crisis? Don't wait until you come back from Danba. My sister has been kidnapped."

Luo Mingchuan only chuckled, "You are the one who should feel a sense of crisis. Besides, Chu Ci doesn't have that ability yet."

Luo Mingchuan revealed the other person's name in one sentence. It seems that even if he went to Danba, what happened in Kyoto did not escape his eyes.

Jiang Ye's expression hardened, "So you knew."

"Did I say I didn't know?" Luo Mingchuan asked back.

"Double standard." Jiang Ye curled his lips and swallowed the last word "dog" into his stomach.

Luo Mingchuan knew everything and was full of malice towards him when he knew of his existence, but now he doesn't care about Chu Ci's existence at all.

What does he mean? Is it directed at himself?

He thought to himself, but asked, "Even if he has no ability, we can't just sit there passively. Shouldn't we take some measures?"

"We?" Luo Mingchuan suddenly laughed, as if Jiang Ye had told a very funny joke. "Little wolfdog, you and I are not the same breed."

Jiang Ye cursed in his heart, "Old fox."

We are all canines, so who is nobler?

The thing he regretted most now was calling Luo Mingchuan two minutes ago.

This person doesn't help but makes sarcastic remarks.

It was a pity that he still classified him as a comrade on the same front.

He hated Luo Mingchuan's behavior the most. He always calculated others in everything he did and acted so high and mighty and hypocritical.

Luo Mingchuan is no longer reliable.

You have to rely on yourself to keep Wen Wan.

As I was thinking about it, an idea came to my mind.

"Okay, you are a noble man, I will do it myself." Jiang Ye was about to hang up the phone.

Luo Mingchuan seemed to sense something unusual, and he suddenly said seriously: "Jiang Ye, if you dare to climb into the bed, I will peel off your skin."

"When did I say I wanted to climb into bed?" Jiang Ye's pupils dilated and he pursed his lips subconsciously, feeling embarrassed as if his thoughts had been exposed. Fortunately, no one saw his expression, otherwise he would have been exposed. He pretended to be calm and tried to make excuses.

Luo Mingchuan sneered and threatened: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Just try climbing one."

"Threatening me again?" Jiang Ye's expression turned cold.

"Yes, I'm threatening you. It's not the first time you've been threatened. You should be used to it. Why are you so shocked? If you're not convinced, you can go and tell on me." Luo Mingchuan said in a steady tone, making sure Jiang Ye wouldn't dare.

Jiang Ye clenched his fingers around the phone, and the sound of the call being hung up reached his ears.

The old fox expected that he would not dare to tell tales and threatened him unscrupulously.

These days, he was tortured by him so much that he didn't even have time to send messages to Wen Wan.

He could never understand why he was always controlled by Luo Mingchuan every time he faced him.

He has obviously changed.

What is he afraid of? What is there to be afraid of?

Now Luo Mingchuan is not in Kyoto again.

-

The fresh and elegant aroma of tea lingers in the quiet office.

Wen Wan held the warm teacup, smelled the yellow tea in the cup, took a sip, and it was sweet at first and sweet aftertaste with a hint of bitterness, with a rich taste.

She doesn't know much about tea, but she can tell it's good tea.

Chu Ci's gaze fell on her face, his eyes slightly lowered, his thick eyelashes curled up in a beautiful arc, his slender white jade hand holding the teacup, gently placed on his delicate and tempting lips.

The years are quiet and the crabapple blossoms are intoxicated by the sun.

It’s like there’s a seed in my heart that’s slowly sprouting.

Just as he was about to fall deeper and deeper into this beautiful scene, his curled eyelashes moved slightly, and his gaze met the amber eyes. He felt as if he had touched a scorching flame, and subconsciously withdrew his gaze.

After calming himself down, he said, "Sorry, I was late."