Stealing the moonlight into my arms

In just a moment, Xiao Jingting and the reception manager of the park were already walking towards them.

The reporter asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhou, since you know someone, why didn't you contact him earlier?"

Zhou Yixing gave him a meaningful look.

They may or may not know each other.

That's random.

Sure enough, when Xiao Jingting walked up to them, his cold eyes swept over them lightly, and he didn't say a word to greet them.

The park manager asked, "Mr. Xiao, are these your friends?"

Zhou Yixing naturally didn't say anything. The reporter didn't understand the situation and didn't know how to respond.

Xiao Jingting just looked at them indifferently and didn't say a word.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Fu Runing spoke quickly in this dead silence. She walked forward and took Xiao Jingting's arm, her tone carrying a hint of intimacy, "Cousin, these are two journalist friends of mine. We're shooting a promotional video here."

Her tone and expression were rarely coquettish in recent times. Xiao Jingting glanced at her calmly, pulled away her arm, and then reached out and naturally put his arm around her waist.

Fu Runing looked at him with a forced smile, her eyes full of question marks.

The man said calmly, "Then come together. Let your two friends take care of other things first."

His tone was calm and his voice was low, but there was an inexplicable sense of oppression in his eyes.

When Zhou Yixing received this look, he just wanted to roll his eyes.

When the park manager saw this, he realized that it was not just her cousin.

"Cousin..." Fu Runing wanted to say something, but the man tightened his arms around her waist.

Xiao Jingting lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, whispering in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you want to make their end even more embarrassing?"

Fu Runing looked at him in surprise. What did this mean?

Could he really be kind enough to help her?

Fu Runing made a phone call gesture to Zhou Yixing, then followed Xiao Jingting.

Enter the industrial park.

Fu Runing walked beside Xiao Jingting. She couldn't help asking, "What did you just say? Do you know why I came here?"

Xiao Jingting casually said, "Find witnesses and evidence to prove that your family has done nothing wrong to your grandparents."

Everyone in the village has witnessed how Fu Zhangnan treated them over the years. The old woman has been showing off in the village for a long time, so there are always people who are jealous of her. In addition, the old woman has a bad character, so it is easy to obtain evidence.

Fu Runing said disdainfully, "I didn't realize you knew me so well."

Xiao Jingting couldn't help but hear the sarcasm in her words. He then said, "Your approach is acceptable, but it's not very smart, and you've fallen into their trap."

Fu Runing frowned, "What do you mean?"

"When they went on TV to falsely accuse you, they had already anticipated how you would refute them. Now the situation has escalated as they expected. Even if you clarify and prove yourself, you will only fall into the trap of self-proving. They have already occupied the moral high ground and the public opinion advantage."

"You present your own evidence, and they refute it, and this back-and-forth creates another wave of discussion. Their true purpose is to torture you, disgust you in the process, and ultimately exhaust you in this war of public opinion, forcing you to accede to their demands."

Xiao Jingting calmly analyzed her current situation.

How could Fu Runing not know this? She asked indifferently, "Then what can you advise me on?"

Xiao Jingting lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Is this your tone?"

Fu Runing took a deep breath, immediately put on a smile, and her voice became sweet.

"Honey, if you have any better ideas, please teach me. Let me see some high-end games~"

The midday sun was bright, and the woman's coquettish voice reached Xiao Jingting's ears. An unnoticeable emotion flashed across his deep eyes.

He said, "Take advantage of what they care about."

Fu Runing raised her eyebrows. She was only thinking about what to do with the old man and the old woman, and didn't think about anything else. After all, they were still relatives.

Xiao Jingting slowed down his pace and walked side by side with Manager Lin behind him. He casually asked, "Manager Lin, are there many people with the surname Jian in this industrial park?"

"Yes, this village is called Jianjia Village. After it developed, it solved the employment problem for many people in the village. There are indeed many people with the surname Jian, but the local residents have a good income and are picky about their jobs. The jobs that require labor are mostly filled by outsiders."

Xiao Jingting asked his secretary for a project plan. He flipped to a page and handed it to Manager Lin, saying vaguely, "When we choose partners, we also pay attention to their character. We hope that this kind of behavior won't affect our cooperation."

Xiao Jingting's voice was not loud and his tone was casual, as if he was just mentioning it casually.

Manager Lin broke out in a sweat after hearing this.

Although this was an investment promotion inspection and many people came, this young financier was specifically chosen to be given special treatment.

Oh my god, this concerns my future.

Two names were circled in the column of responsible persons on the plan: Jian Jiahao and Jian Jiajun.

Manager Lin thought about it but couldn't figure out who these two people were. Maybe they were just the planners of a small project.

The people he couldn't remember were the unimportant ones. If this caused the investment plan with Xiao's company to fail, who would be responsible for it?

Manager Lin clutched the page of paper tightly and said, "Mr. Xiao, we won't let people like this affect our future cooperation with the Xiao Group. Don't worry about that."

Xiao Jingting nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Some things don't need to be said explicitly, others will guess the meaning on their own. Those who go to this step are all smart people.

Fu Runing listened from the side and finally understood what Xiao Jingting meant.

The two men retreated to the side to avoid the crowd.

Fu Runing jokingly said, "So the method you're talking about is bullying."

What do old man and old lady Jian care about? It's just their two sons.

If Xiao Jingting did this, the two of them might be fired soon, and they wouldn't even know why.

The old couple's two sons are more disappointing than the other. The elder one loves gambling and the younger one loves visiting prostitutes. They can't save any money at all. The old woman works so hard to cheat the Fu family of their money, but it is all for these two sons. If both of them lose their jobs now, who knows what will happen.

Xiao Jingting scoffed lightly, "Fu Runing, when you scold someone, you must expose their weaknesses. When you hit someone, you must hit them where it hurts, crippling them or even killing them. Don't give them a second chance to hurt you."

Fu Runing listened to the man's words, she couldn't help but look up and carefully look at his cold and deep eyebrows.

After this man changed from Fu Zheng to Xiao Jingting, he seemed to become less and less recognizable to her.

Perhaps she had never recognized him before.

He had long been adept at using the survival logic of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and his approach to problem-solving was rough and direct, but Fu Runing had never seen this side of him.

Fu Runing suddenly felt her neck getting cold, and she couldn't help but touch her neck.

On that ridiculous night three years ago, if it weren't for her father's kindness to him, would her head have been gone long ago?

Seeing her touching her neck in a trance, Xiao Jingting asked, "What are you thinking about?"

There was a hint of uncertainty and vigilance in Fu Runing's eyes.

After a while, she said, "Xiao Jingting, I won't make a fuss and I won't do anything. Don't leave me to feed the fish in the river. Let's part ways amicably in the future."

Xiao Jingting's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "If you really want to do that, go find Pianhe yourself, and I will help you."

Fu Runing: “…”

You bastard, why are you still so angry?