From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 286: New Path Planning: The Beginning of Consolidating Reputation

The servants' panic foreshadowed new troubles.

Wen Nuan's heart sank. She quickly walked to the door and opened it violently.

"what's up?"

"Madam, Mr. Zhou, the head of the charity organization we contacted before, suddenly canceled the cooperation. He said... he said he was worried that the Mo family's reputation would affect their fundraising." The servant stammered, not daring to look up at Wen Nuan's face.

Wen Nuan took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the irritation in her heart.

Since the last incident, although Mo Han tried his best to control public opinion, the negative impact still exists.

She rubbed her brows, returned to the study, and looked at the densely packed plans on the computer screen. Suddenly, she felt like she was groping in the dark, unable to find her direction.

Venue bookings have also been frequently blocked. Those venues that were originally promised have either increased their prices or are fully booked.

A feeling of powerlessness came over him, and Wen Nuan scratched his hair in annoyance.

Just when she was about to give up, Mo Han came back.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so bad?" Mo Han keenly noticed that something was wrong with her mood.

Wen Nuan told him all the difficulties she would encounter.

After hearing this, Mo Han didn't comfort her, but just smiled faintly, "Does this little thing make you look so sad?"

He picked up his phone, dialed a number and spoke briefly.

After hanging up the phone, he said to Wen Nuan, "I've already sorted out the venue issue. I've asked them to reserve the top-floor banquet hall at the Imperial Hotel."

Wen Nuan's eyes widened in surprise. "Emperor Hotel? That's the most luxurious hotel in City A. The rental of their top-floor banquet hall for one night..."

"Don't worry," Mo Han interrupted her, "I've already talked to their boss."

Before Wen Nuan had time to digest the news, Mo Han's phone rang again.

He answered the phone, listened to the other party's report, and a meaningful smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It seems like someone is more anxious than us." He hung up the phone and looked at Wen Nuan. "Mr. Zhou has also been dealt with. Not only has the cooperation been resumed, but additional donations have also been made."

Wen Nuan looked at Mo Han, her heart filled with gratitude and admiration.

His abilities and connections were beyond her imagination.

"Also," Mo Han walked over to her and gently put his arm around her waist, "I've contacted some media friends, and they'll be covering this charity dinner in full."

Wen Nuan leaned in his arms, feeling the warmth and strength coming from him.

She knew that with him around, all difficulties would be solved.

Suddenly, the screen of Mo Han's mobile phone on the table lit up, and it was an encrypted message.

He took a look and his face instantly turned gloomy.

"What's wrong?" Wen Nuan noticed his change and asked nervously.

Mo Han didn't answer, but just held the phone tightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that our 'friend' has started to act again..." When the leader of Chen's hostile forces learned that Wen Nuan was preparing a new public relations campaign, he was so angry that he slammed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray.

"This warmth is really lingering! Wasn't the last lesson enough?" he said gritting his teeth.

The assistant beside him carefully handed over a new cigar. The leader of Chen's hostile forces took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with sinister intent. "Go and investigate! Find out what new business the Mo family has been developing recently. We must find their loopholes. I don't believe we can't bring them down!"

At the same time, Mo Han was confirming the details of the dinner with the manager of the Imperial Hotel.

He checked every detail meticulously, striving for perfection.

Wen Nuan silently assisted him, organizing the guest list and sponsor information.

During the busy preparations, Mo Han noticed the fine beads of sweat oozing from Wen Nuan's forehead. He gently reached out his hand and gently wiped them away for her.

"Are you tired?" he asked softly, his eyes full of concern.

Wen Nuan looked up at him, their eyes met affectionately. She shook her head gently, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

"With you here, I'm not tired."

On the other side, the subordinates of the leader of Chen's hostile forces were running around, collecting information about the Mo family's new business.

They gathered information everywhere and even resorted to some improper means.

Wen Nuan was keenly aware of the undercurrent surging in the dark, and a sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

She quietly strengthened security measures and secretly arranged personnel to conduct counter-reconnaissance.

A silent contest unfolds in secret.

Mo Han put down the work at hand, walked to Wen Nuan, and gently embraced her in his arms.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." His low voice sounded in her ears, giving her an infinite sense of security.

Leaning against his chest warmly, listening to his strong heartbeat, the uneasiness in my heart gradually dissipated.

Just then, Mo Han's personal assistant hurried in and whispered a few words in his ear.

Mo Han's expression instantly became serious. He patted his warm hands, signaling her to be patient.

"I'm going to take care of something and will be back soon." After he said that, he turned and left the room, leaving Wen Nuan alone there, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Wen Nuan walked to the window, looking at the bustling city night view outside the window, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

She knew that the battle had just begun and the road ahead was long and full of challenges and unknowns.

But she was not afraid, because she knew that no matter what happened, Mo Han would be by her side and fight alongside her.

Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, walked over and opened the door.

Standing at the door was Mo Han's assistant, with a hint of anxiety on his face.

"Madam, something happened..."

Wen Nuan quickly contacted her friends abroad, and with her good connections and the influence of the Mo family, she successfully invited several internationally renowned philanthropists to participate in the charity dinner.

This news was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, quickly causing ripples.

The voices that had previously expressed doubts about the Mo family, and even malicious slander, began to gradually decrease, and were replaced by expectations and appreciation.

When the leader of Chen's hostile forces learned about this, he was furious and threw the golf club in his hand to the ground.

"This woman is really capable!" he roared. "Does she think she can clear the Mo family's name this way? Wishful thinking!" His sinister eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Step up the publicity campaign and make sure this charity dinner is ruined!"

After receiving the instructions, Zhao, the network promoter, immediately took action.

He hired a large number of online trolls to spread rumors on major online platforms, slandering the Mo family and Wen Nuan in an attempt to ruin their reputation.

For a time, the Internet was flooded with all kinds of negative comments, which were difficult to distinguish between true and false and made people dizzy.

Wen Nuan was not defeated by these rumors.

She calmly analyzed the situation and looked for ways to deal with it.

She knows very well that in this era of information explosion, the power of public opinion cannot be underestimated.

She decided to take the initiative and respond to these questions head-on.

She thought of Li Media, a senior journalist who was quite influential in the industry.

Previously, media person Li had reported some news that was unfavorable to the Mo family. Although it was not malicious slander, it also had a certain impact on the reputation of the Mo family.

Wen Nuan knew that media person Li had always been known for his objectivity and fairness. If she could get his support, it would play a crucial role in reversing public opinion.

Wen Nuan called media person Li and expressed her thoughts directly.

Media person Li seemed a little surprised when he heard the warm voice.

He didn't expect Wen Nuan to contact him on her own initiative.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Mrs. Mo, I will seriously consider your request."

Media person Li agreed to consider Wen Nuan's request, which undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to the leader of Chen's hostile forces.

He never expected that Wen Nuan would take the initiative to contact media person Li.

This completely disrupted his plans.

He smashed the red wine glass in his hand in a rage, and the scarlet wine splashed all over him, just like his mood at the moment.

After Wen Nuan hung up the phone, a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She knew this was just the first step.

She still has a lot to do.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Nuan opened the door and saw...

Zhou is the head of a charity organization, and behind him are several people, each carrying a heavy box.

"Mrs. Mo," said Manager Zhou with a smile on his face, "We brought..." Before he could finish, he was interrupted by a slightly sharp voice behind him, "Wait!" A gorgeously dressed woman walked out from behind Manager Zhou with a haughty look on her face. She walked straight to Wen Nuan, looked her up and down, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Are you Mo Han's wife?"

The box behind Director Zhou was opened, and it was filled with brand new school supplies and children's toys, which were obviously prepared for charity activities.

"Mrs. Mo, we have made additional donations, hoping to do our part for the children." He said apologetically, "I hope you will forgive me for any offense I may have caused you before." Wen Nuan accepted the apology graciously and expressed her gratitude.

The gorgeously dressed woman scoffed, "You think you can win people over with just this little thing? The Mo family is truly wealthy!"

The woman's name is Wu Mingliu. She is a famous socialite in City A and is known for her sharp wit, pickyness and harshness.

She came here not out of good intentions, but at the instigation of the leader of Chen's hostile forces, deliberately to cause trouble and try to disrupt the charity dinner.

"Ms. Wu, charity is not about size; what matters is the thought behind it," Wen Nuan responded calmly. "If you're willing to contribute to the children, we'd love to hear from you."

Wu Mingliu sneered, "I don't have time to play such boring games with you." She glanced around, her eyes landing on Wen Nuan with a hint of provocation, "I heard that Madam Mo was once an abandoned girl, but now she has become a phoenix on the tree. It's really impressive!"

Wen Nuan's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

"I don't want to talk about the past anymore," she said firmly. "Now I just want to do my job well and help more people in need."

Wu Mingliu wanted to continue digging for thorns, but was interrupted by Director Zhou, "Ms. Wu, we are here to discuss cooperation today, please don't make unnecessary trouble."

Wu Mingliu glared at Director Zhou fiercely, turned around and left, leaving behind a single sentence, "Mo family, we'll see what happens!"

After seeing off Director Zhou, Wen Nuan immediately contacted media person Li, inviting him to attend the charity dinner and hoping that he could report on the event objectively and impartially.

Media person Li gladly accepted the invitation.

Everything seemed to be moving in the right direction, however, the night before the charity dinner, Zhao the network promoter made another move.

He published an anonymous article on major online platforms, claiming that the Mo family's charity activities were just a show to cover up their previous scandals. He also listed some negative news about the Mo family in recent years, which were mixed with truth and falsehood to confuse the public.

This article quickly went viral on the Internet, sparking heated discussions among netizens.

Many netizens who did not know the truth forwarded the comments, and for a time, the Mo family was once again pushed to the forefront.

Wen Nuan's face suddenly became serious when she saw how quickly the rumors were spreading online.

"Mo Han..." She picked up the phone and was about to make a call, but suddenly stopped.

Mo Han was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at the moment, gazing at the dazzling night view of City A, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, his face as gloomy as the night sky before a storm.

His personal assistant stood behind him, whispering the latest developments.

“Those rumors have now…” The assistant’s voice trembled.

Mo Han slowly turned around, a cold glint in his eyes. "I understand." His tone was icy, like a messenger from hell. "Prepare to fight back."

At the same time, the leader of Chen's hostile forces was sitting in his mansion, looking at the comments on the Internet with a sinister smile on his face.

"Wen Nuan, let's see if you have any tricks this time!" He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. "Here's to your failure!"

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, put down her phone, and looked determined. "Since they want to play, then we'll play with them to the end!" She walked to the computer, her fingers flying, and began...