The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

"This man's name is Evan, which is a pseudonym. His real name is Zhang Xiaoniu. He is a retired soldier who later worked as a bodyguard. Ten years ago, he was hired by a businessman named Wen."

"From the video footage we have taken in public, we can see that this businessman surnamed Wen is none other than Wen Tongren."

"Currently, a bodyguard named Zhang Xiaoniu is following Wen Tongren's daughter Wen Wan. This is the footage recorded when they last entered and left an event."

When Zheng Yiping saw Wen Wan in the picture, his scalp suddenly ached, and the blood in his body uncontrollably rushed straight to the top of his head, staining his eyelids with bloodshot.

He already knew that Han Daoren had someone supporting him.

The last time Wen Wan caused a big fuss at Shanshui Mansion, she even threatened him in front of everyone present, forcing him to make a strategic change.

He probably also guessed that the power behind Han Daoren was related to the Wen family.

But when it was confirmed, even though I was mentally prepared, I still couldn't suppress my violent, panicky and sadistic emotions.

There were quite a few people in the conference room, and Zheng Yiping didn't want to lose his composure.

But he was also very angry.

Just then a female secretary brought him hot coffee.

"Mr. Zheng, the coffee you requested."

The woman's voice was gentle and tender, and she came closer with light lotus steps.

Zheng Yiping let out a sinister laugh and grabbed the secretary's collar unexpectedly. With his other hand, he grabbed the cup and poured all the scalding liquid into the woman's underwear.

In an instant, the other person's exposed skin became red, swollen and hot.

The conference room was filled with the sharp, flapping cries of women.

To Zheng Yiping, such sounds were like heavenly music.

He felt much better.

The others were silent.

"She entered the meeting room without permission and did not follow the company's rules and regulations. Finance, pay her salary. I don't want to see her again!"

The manager of the finance department had no choice but to get up and try to drag the screaming woman out.

Zheng Yiping leaned lazily on the leather seat and asked slowly, "Have you contacted the PR company?"

Someone immediately responded: "We have communicated with Blue Lantern International, and they are willing to take our order."

The department manager glanced at his watch and said, "They said they will send a team here today and they will arrive around noon."

Zheng Yiping: "How is the reception preparation going?"

Department Manager: “We are already preparing.”

Zheng Yiping nodded: "Okay!"

He then asked: "What about the police station? How is the situation? Can they still hold on?"

A special person in charge said: "A total of nearly 40 people were arrested in the village. They were all very reactionary and refused to cooperate."

This person showed an expression of disgust and contempt.

"They say that poor and barren lands breed unruly people. It's true. They made trouble and beat people in the village. When they were taken to the police station, they also threw a tantrum. They are really a bunch of social dregs. They deserve to be poor all their lives!"

His words still resonated with the elites present.

However, let's stop here.

Zheng Yiping cleared his throat: "Are there any family members making a fuss?"

Person in charge: “It was very violent, but it was suppressed. We sent a lawyer to ask them to compensate for the medical expenses of the attackers, but they ended up beating the lawyers.”

"The good news is that because the group of unruly people attacked the lawyers, according to the law and regulations, they can be detained for a while longer, which leaves us with some room for maneuver."

Zheng Yiping was very satisfied: "That's a good thing."

"Since there is still time, what about public opinion? Is there any inappropriate movement?"

Person in charge: "We stuffed gold bars into several mainstream media outlets in City C, and the editors-in-chief and CEOs all accepted them. So far, they have been very sensible and have not come forward. They have also stated that they will restrain the young reporters who are not familiar with the world."

"I'm just afraid..."

Zheng Yiping knew the other party's concerns.

City C is under his control, but Yangcheng is not.

Since the power behind Han Daoren is the Wen family, it is very likely that the Wen family will transfer media reporters from Yangcheng to interfere in this matter.

"What's going on, Mr. Wen?"

"I was just strolling around and visiting the flower and bird market, like nothing happened."

Zheng Yiping: "Well, keep a close eye on this person. Also, keep an eye on the media in Yangcheng. If there is any news, notify me immediately!"

-

While Zheng Yiping was actively contacting Blue Lantern International, Ji Lengming also received relevant news.

Sun Biao was in City C and reported the current situation.

The content was almost the same as what Zheng Yiping heard.

Sun Biao is an ordinary citizen and he definitely stands on the side of the common people.

Therefore, when he mentioned the incident of "villagers of Tuanjie Village beating up debt collectors", he couldn't help but talk about it with great excitement, enthusiasm and chatter.

"Boss, Tuanjie Village is worthy of its name. They are a bunch of tough guys, all of them are very strong!"

"More than a dozen debt collectors came, and they ended up getting beaten up by more than 40 of them so badly that they couldn't even recognize their mothers!"

"Later, the police came and arrested people and tortured people, but the villagers were completely fearless! The little brats said so many nonsense, intimidated and threatened them, but no one paid any fucking attention to them!"

"The funny thing happened next. Zheng Yiping's company sent a lawyer to the police station. Hahahaha, guess what? The villagers beat up the lawyer too!"

"Damn it! That's a good beating! It's really satisfying! These loan sharks should be taught a lesson!"

Ji Lengming was happy to hear Sun Biao talking, so he didn't interrupt him.

After the other party had finished speaking, Ji Lengming asked about the main business.

"Has the media in City C heard about this?"

This question was like pinching Sun Biao's weak spot.

Fat Biao scratched his belly, no longer as proud as before.

He grumbled, "Those people named Zheng are so cunning!"

"I had already negotiated with several media outlets and reserved the front-page headlines. When the CEOs and editors heard about doing things for the people, they all agreed quickly, saying things like 'it's our duty' and 'it's the people'!"

"Until this morning, I called the media one by one, and these guys started pretending to be dead!"

"Later, when I asked around, I found out that Zheng had stuffed gold bars into their pockets!"

"Boss, tell me, should we also..."

Ji Lengming refused on the spot: "No, crooked ways are not acceptable!"

"I'll ask Wen Wan to help me find a few veteran reporters from Yangcheng. You just need to take care of the reception."

At the same time, Ji Lengming suddenly had an idea.

"We must do a good job of security. We must not underestimate Zheng Yiping. When he gets crazy, he can do anything!"

"do you know?"

Pang Biao listens to Boss Ji the most.

"Don't worry, Boss. I will guard against this and will not give Zheng any chance to take advantage of me!"

"Even if it's just a fly, I'll arm it to the bone!"

Ji Lengming: "..."

-

After finishing the call with Sun Biao, Ji Lengming turned his head and found that Wen Wan had sat up with the quilt in her arms.

Her sleeping posture was not very good, with a few strands of her long, smooth hair sticking up, and she looked sleepy, like a doll waiting for her owner to wash and dress her up.

"woke up?"

Wenwan opened her arms and murmured lovingly, "Hug me!"

Ji Lengming knew her too well.

Once you go over and hug him, he will definitely lie on him like a koala and refuse to get down.

"Want a hug? Get out of bed and come here by yourself."

Wen Wan's eyelashes moved, and then she lay down on the bed again with her legs spread out.

The voice sounded both coquettish and threatening.

"Humph! If you don't come over for a hug, I won't help you contact the old reporter. I heard everything you and Sun Biao said!"

"Now that you need my help, why don't you treat me better!"

Ji Lengming was amused by her cute look like a little wild cat stretching out its claws.

He did not disobey her.

The man sat in front of the French window, took a sip of tea, and then said with a distressed look: "I wanted you to choose a pattern for the couple's outfit, but since you don't want to come, forget it!"

When Wen Wan heard the words "couple outfits", her eyes suddenly lit up and she sat up quickly.

The last time I called, Ji Lengming said he was making clothes by himself, and then there was no news.

She always wanted to ask, but was afraid of disturbing others, so she had to endure it and pretend not to ask.

Now it was Ji Lengming who brought it up on his own initiative!

Wen Wan got up from the bed, went downstairs, and rushed into Ji Lengming's arms like a whirlwind. She hooked her arms around his neck very skillfully and stuffed the man's arms full.

"Quick! Quick! Where are the patterns? I want to pick the prettiest one!"

Ji Lengming did not break his promise. He handed the phone to Wen Wan and opened the photo album.

"My idea is to make your photos into cartoon patterns. Look at these photos. Which one would be better to convert?"

Wen Wan took the phone excitedly, her eyes were full of endless excitement and her expression was extremely rich.

However, it was completely different from what she had imagined, that all the photos were of her beautiful self.

She clicked on the first picture.

I don’t know when this photo was taken.

She sat behind a pot of tacky fake flowers, rolling her eyes in disdain.

I don’t know when the second photo was taken.

She was lying on the light blue sheets, sleeping soundly, drooling from the corners of her mouth.

In the third photo, she was being lazy and used her feet to pick up a tissue not far away.

In the fourth photo, she is probably burned by the food and is sticking out her tongue to cool down.

.....

There are more than a dozen photos, none of them are normal, they are all ugly photos of her!

The more Wen Wan read, the more her expression became tense. When she finished reading, she was totally shocked.

She started to accuse and almost burst into tears.

"I am like this in your eyes?"

"Am I not beautiful? Am I not in good shape? Am I not good at dressing up? Do I have a bad taste in clothes?"

"You...why didn't you take pictures of me when I was so beautiful, but you had to...you had to fiddle with these hurtful things!"

Ji Lengming glanced at the photos and didn't think there was anything wrong with the recorded shots.

On the contrary, each one is very cute and vivid.

But the words that came out of his mouth were——

"You are indeed very beautiful."

"However, the good-looking ones are all the same, but the ugly ones are very distinctive."

Wen Wan: "..."