The group of rebirth loves the cute wife is the boss

"Originally, the wind of public opinion was biased towards us. It was entirely possible to dismiss that girl Ye Zhiyu as useless and accuse her master by the way, but I didn't expect that someone would come up with videos and photos of him saving lives in the early years, as well as witnesses. He directly condemned us All the previous efforts were in vain!"

Thinking of this matter, the glasses reporter looked regretful and resentful. You must know that Mr. Wang was his savior, and he also promised that he would be rewarded a lot of money after this matter was completed.

But now things are messed up, and he just won't get a penny.

The homework I had done so hard before, and so many sailors were all in vain.Thinking of this, his hatred for Ye Zhiyu became more and more intense.

Wang Yueming smiled kindly, but the sinisterness in those eyes could not be concealed.

"Thinking back then, the entire Chinese medicine community only recognized Zhao Xianshan, a master of Chinese medicine. Others had no chance of being famous at all, and he stole all the limelight. Originally, the well-known businessman came to me for medical treatment, but after learning about the domestic situation Afterwards, he immediately turned his face and went to Zhao Xianshan, but that's fine, if it wasn't for that medical accident, Zhao Xianshan wouldn't have been able to retire for decades."

The glasses reporter quickly agreed, and said with a flattering smile: "Old Wang, your medical skills are absolutely top-notch in the entire country. No one can match you. What is that Zhao Xianshan? He should have known himself a long time ago and hid in the mountains never come out."

"But he came out now, and he caused such a big commotion just after he came out of the mountain. Even with him, he only took in one apprentice, and his apprentice followed him to rise, and now he is alive and well. This is not what I want to see. "

When Wang Yueming said the last sentence, he specially emphasized his tone, and his eyes were full of anger.

Hearing what he said, the reporter frowned, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he suggested: "Why don't I interview Ye Zhiyu again, she is a little girl who doesn't understand anything, I deliberately provoke her, I will definitely be able to Force him to say something bad and report it."

"Left and right are just a matter of our pen. As long as we deliberately distort the facts, Ye Zhiyu can be spurned by the whole network. When the time comes, we will use this to force her to tell where Zhao Xianshan is now, and we will take the next step." Plan, what do you think of this?"

Wang Yueming shook his head, poured all the coffee in front of him into the trash can, stood up and said, "Nowadays, the whole internet is chasing after Ye Zhiyu, thinking that she is the god of medicine and can cure any disease. , push her again, and lift her even higher."

As he spoke, his cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous light, as if a huge conspiracy was brewing.

The reporter pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked very puzzled: "What do you mean? Originally, Ye Zhiyu was about to become the darling of the media, and she was so admired by everyone, why should we praise her again? "

"Do you understand?" Wang Yueming looked at the reporter on the opposite side with the eyes of a fool, and said displeasedly: "If you are smarter, you can inherit my mantle, and you won't be a reporter. Follow my example." Just do what you want, you don’t need to worry about it so much.”

Seeing that Wang Yueming was a little angry, the reporter quickly nodded and agreed.

Ye Zhiyu didn't know that someone was behind all of this, because Zong Zhenghan survived a desperate situation, and she was immersed in the sweetness of getting along with him at the moment.

As soon as she came out of Ye's house, Ye Zhiyu was stopped by a group of reporters who had been waiting for a long time.

"Miss Ye, is the person wearing a mask next to you your boyfriend? Can you introduce him?"

A reporter came up with a microphone, looking for the right moment, trying to find some information.

But Ye Zhiyu replied very politely and distantly: "I'm sorry, please don't interview me anymore, I don't want to affect my life, and I'm not a celebrity, so I don't have any gossip to inquire about."

As she said that, she took Zong Zhenghan's hand and wanted to leave, but this group of reporters followed the celebrity for so many years, and they were not jealous, so they followed up one after another: "Miss Ye, you are a famous celebrity now, tell us about you love life, does your boyfriend also study Chinese medicine? How did you know each other?"

Seeing that Ye Zhiyu refused to reveal Zong Zhenghan's identity, a group of reporters filmed the two of them.

After getting into the car, Ye Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned into Zong Zhenghan's arms with some loss of strength.

"Oh my God, people are really afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Now that they are famous, people follow them everywhere. I feel that I have no privacy at all. I really don't know how Ruanmeng got here. I must take good care of her another day. Being a public figure is also the same. It's not easy."

Zong Zhenghan listened to her complaints, and smiled helplessly, his spring-like eyes were full of tenderness.

"Now that our little fish is famous, my boyfriend will be exposed soon. You didn't see so many reporters staring at you and asking me about my identity. If my identity is really revealed, are you nervous?"

Zong Zhenghan asked tentatively. In fact, he wanted to take off his mask for a moment just now, but he was also worried that if Ye Zhiyu didn't want to make him public, then he would only bring trouble to her.

Ye Zhiyu paused, and frowned unconsciously: "It's okay to be nervous, but I don't like the life of standing under the spotlight. You are mine. You are so handsome. What if you are caught by other girls after making it public?" What should I do if the child misses it?"

Saying that, Ye Zhiyu winked mischievously at the man next to him: "Fortunately, you wore a mask just now, otherwise you will be surrounded by a large group of people like me wherever you go in the future."

"Isn't that thanks to you?"

Zong Zhenghan smiled and hugged him into his arms, feeling that his heart that had been silent all this time was filled to the brim, very satisfied.

However, the little assistant who was driving in front was forced to eat a big mouthful of dog food.

Because Ye Zhiyu's leg was injured before, Zong Zhenghan directly asked her for half a month's vacation, and now her leg is almost healed, and the school has been urging her.

"Why don't you just transfer to another school? I think your homeroom teacher always makes things difficult for you. You're here to learn knowledge, not to engage in palace battles. There's no need to suffer that."

Hearing that Ye Zhiyu was going back to school, Zong Zhenghan sat on the sofa, his whole body exuded a sense of hostility, and his face was filled with dissatisfaction: "You have only stayed at home for a few days. Hurt, but you didn't spend a few hours with me."