Young master, your vest fell off

Fu Miaomiao quit WeChat directly, and ignored Chu Junyang's provocative spirit.

But Situ Han should have seen the news, but he didn't call, which means he didn't pay attention to the news at all.

That's right, Situ Han usually likes to eat some dry vinegar, but at critical moments, he still trusts her.

Fu Miaomiao decided not to care about the news.

but……

What if the news becomes big?
The influence on her is still very bad. After all, she was also an Internet celebrity before, and she still has a certain reputation.

Fu Miaomiao bit her lower lip, immediately took out her computer, and was about to hack the news page, but ended up clicking in...

nothing left?
Who did it so quickly?
Fu Miaomiao opened her mouth. Thinking of Situ Han, she laughed, and then sent a WeChat message to Situ Han.

[That news article was hacked by you? 】

Soon, news of Situ Han arrived.

Husband: 【Not hacked. 】

Fu Miaomiao: "?"

Not hacked?
Then why can't she enter the website?

Husband: [The boss of the magazine has deleted it. 】

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

It turned out to be the case.

Situ Han went directly to the boss of the magazine.

He still shot.

Fu Miaomiao smiled, 【Well, go ahead, I won't bother you anymore. 】

As soon as the message was sent, the phone vibrated again.

It was still a message from Situ Han.

Husband: [You go to the official blog of the magazine to have a look. 】

Fu Miaomiao reacted after a moment of silence, and immediately clicked on Weibo, found the official Weibo of the financial magazine, and was about to find the latest Weibo, but saw an apology statement under the top Weibo.

Fu Miaomiao clicked on the picture, and it said that the news just released on their magazine's official website was fake news. I apologized to the parties involved in the news, but did not mention her and Chu Junyuan's names.

That's right, Situ Han deleted his contacts as soon as the news came out. It is estimated that not many people saw it. If they just called their names at this time, then it wouldn't make much sense whether the news was deleted or not.

Situ Han was too quick to attack, so he wasn't afraid of revealing his identity?

Fortunately, Chu Junyuan should already know Situ Han's true identity.

Fu Miaomiao shook her head and smiled.

The cell phone rang at this moment.

The call was from Chu Junyuan.

It should be about the news.

Fu Miaomiao answered the phone.

In the ear, Chu Junyuan's gentle voice sounded, "Miaomiao, I know about the news, I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."

"It's not that you asked someone to take pictures, so what are you apologizing for?" Fu Miaomiao smiled lightly, "It's been resolved."

"That reporter should be with me, I'm the one who got you involved." Chu Junyuan said apologetically, "I'll deal with it when I go back."

solve?

Situ Han solved it all.

"Situ Han..."

"Sir, the meeting has started." Han Ming's voice came through the phone.

"Miaomiao, I won't tell you now." After Chu Junyuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Fu Miaomiao put away her phone.

Situ Han has already solved it, so what else is he going to solve?

Fu Miaomiao didn't care either, she put down her phone and didn't care what Chu Junyuan said.

But I didn't expect the next day...

Fu Miaomiao sent the lunch to the company, and just after eating with Situ Han and preparing to leave, she received a call from Chu Junyuan.

"Miaomiao, I'll wait for you in the tea room, come here."

Fu Miaomiao thought about what Chu Junyuan said yesterday, paused for a moment, then answered and hung up the phone.

When she arrived at the tea room, she only saw Chu Junyuan alone.

Fu Miaomiao looked around and sat down opposite Chu Junyuan, "You didn't ask me to come because of what happened yesterday?"

Chu Junyuan smiled faintly, "Han Ming."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the tea room was slashed open. Han Ming pushed a little girl in, and then closed the door again outside.

Han Ming's strength was so great that the little girl staggered, stood firm, and glanced at Fu Miaomiao and Chu Junyuan. There was no expression on her delicate and beautiful face, and she couldn't even see a trace of fear. After a few steps come over.

Fu Miaomiao glanced at the little girl, and then at Chu Junyuan.

"This is the reporter from yesterday." Chu Junyuan introduced.

Fu Miaomiao's eyes fell on the little girl's face again, and she couldn't help swallowing, "You are so good-looking, why don't you become an artist? Why don't you come to my company."

Chu Junyuan: "..."

He glanced at Fu Miaomiao's shining eyes, felt helpless, and coughed lightly, "Miaomiao..."

Fu Miaomiao could hear the reminder in Chu Junyuan's tone, and only then did she react.

She just has this problem, and she can't get rid of it. Whenever she sees a good-looking person, she wants to sign to her company. Occupational disease.

"Please sit down." Fu Miaomiao nodded to the little girl, "What's your name?"

The little girl glanced at Chu Junyuan from the corner of her eye, and stretched out her hand to Fu Miaomiao, "Hello, my name is Lu Ning."

"Hello." Fu Miaomiao reached out to shake hands with Lu Ning, "Please sit down."

Lu Ning sat down beside Fu Miaomiao.

Fu Miaomiao looked at the little girl and couldn't put it down... "How old are you this year?"

After asking, I felt a little impolite, and quickly explained: "Sorry, I have an occupational disease, because I run a media company and plan to enter the entertainment industry, so...you understand."

Lu Ning nodded, a face with no makeup and no glamorous atmosphere seemed to be shining brightly.

This foundation is really good!
A born star!

Fu Miaomiao couldn't keep her eyes off Lu Ning, "Then do you plan to become an artist?"

Lu Ning smiled, "I'm sorry, I don't plan to be an artist, I like my current job very much."

"Really?" Fu Miaomiao felt it was a pity, "Okay then, can I add your WeChat? If you change your mind, you can come to me at any time."

Lu Ning readily agreed, took out his mobile phone, and exchanged WeChat messages with Fu Miaomiao.

Chu Junyuan on the opposite side: "..."

Situ Han usually let her exchange WeChat with anyone casually like this?

"Miaomiao..."

Only then did Fu Miaomiao look away from Lu Ning's face, and looked at Chu Junyuan, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Chu Junyuan: "..."

Why does it feel like he is redundant when you ask this question?

Chu Junyuan frowned, looked at Lu Ning with displeasure, and said in a heavy, cold voice, "How many days have you been with me?"

Lu Ning met Chu Junyuan's gaze without any guilt, "It's been a month."

"One month." Chu Junyuan repeated, "It's not too short a time. I haven't dug up anything. I really should make up something myself. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of this month's time."

Lu Ning didn't blush, "I'm just posting what I saw. Mr. Chu, as the president of the Chu family, you are also a public figure. I'm not breaking the law if I shoot you?"

Chu Junyuan's face darkened, and he patted the tea table lightly with his fingers, making a "dong dong" sound, which was a little heavy, and every slap was like knocking on a person's heart.