Rebirth: I escort the male god

It turned out that Li Minghao was afraid that Feng Rucen would suffer if she faced Feng Ding alone, so he went to Gu Xuan and Chen Mozhi for help. Unexpectedly, as soon as the three of them walked to the door of the reception room, they heard Feng Ding's shameless remarks.

"Mr. Feng, there's no need to talk about kidnapping so nicely. How about replacement?"

"It's called a replacement only when both parties agree. You're just robbing people, and doing it in a very shameless way."

"Okay, Ah Xuan, don't be angry," Chen Mozhi stood behind Gu Xuan and silently calmed him down, "There are no mirrors in General Manager Feng's company. I remember that the entrance to our lobby is all two-meter-high opaque glass. How come it didn't reflect your ugly face clearly?"

"You...you guys! Mr. Feng, don't you take care of your subordinates?" Feng Ding was almost irritated to death by these people's words, but he couldn't win the scolding, so he could only let Feng Rucen take care of it.

Unexpectedly, before Feng Rucen made any move, Gu Xuan and Chen Mozhi stood directly in front of Feng Rucen, with aggressive looks on their faces. From the front, it was impossible to see that there were people behind them.

"Boss Feng, stop daydreaming. Feng Rucen can't control me. Besides, Chen Mozhi and I are in charge of the gaming division. He is just a mascot."

"Ah?" Feng Ding looked at the two arrogant people in front of him with some surprise, but soon he came up with a plan, "You are trying to seize power, right? It is said that Mr. Feng is Mr. Huo's lover. Aren't you afraid that Mr. Huo will hate you for bullying him like this?"

"Boss Feng, do you need me to help you seize power? I will fully support you in returning to that highest position."

Feng Rucen shrugged, "Excuse me, Mr. Feng, what Gu Xuan said is right, I am just a mascot, I don't have any real power, and I have no ambition for that position, how about the exchange, how about you discuss it?"

"Since it's our game division's business, let us do it. Mr. Feng, you should go back to the office and have some coffee." Gu Xuan said in a very arrogant manner.

Even the usually steady Chen Mozhi called out to drive them away, "Let's go, you can't help. Xiao Li, take Mr. Feng back to the office."

Li Minghao: "Okay."

When Feng Ding saw that Feng Rucen was really asked to leave by Li Minghao, he was speechless for a moment. He thought that Feng Rucen was able to replace Huo Qiyan to manage GW because he had some amazing talent?

The result? Not only can his employees insult him at will, but he also loses the real power that he should have. Tsk, it seems that he needs to think of another way.

At this moment, his sight fell on Gu Xuan and Chen Mozhi. These two people...

Gu Xuan seemed to notice something, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Mr. Feng, it's time for you to leave." Chen Mozhi stepped forward, blocked Gu Xuan, and shouted to drive him away.

"???" Feng Ding wanted to speak out to fight for it, but Chen Mozhi covered his mouth and pulled him out. His chubby body wanted to struggle hard, but he was completely shackled. Feng Ding was still a little dazed until he was thrown out of the GW building.

Was he... thrown out?

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Feng Rucen's current office is the one that Huo Qiyan used before, and all the furnishings are still the same as before.

Feng Rucen sat in the boss chair, not dealing with documents for a rare time, but drinking coffee leisurely, "Boss Feng, Boss Feng has been persuaded to go back by Boss Chen."

This advice was very clever, but how could Feng Rucen not guess what Chen Mozhi would do given his temper?

"Mr. Feng wasn't injured when he was thrown out, right?"

Li Minghao silently gave Fa Feng Rucen a thumbs up, "Mr. Feng, you still understand Mr. Chen."

At this time, Gu Xuan also came in cursing, "Damn it, if he says a few more words, I might have to teach him a lesson again, Mommy dripping pot."

"Okay, Axuan, don't be angry. Don't we have something to discuss with Mr. Feng?" Chen Mozhi reminded.

Gu Xuan stopped cursing and walked to Feng Rucen's desk. He changed his fierce look and smiled a little creepy, "Boss Feng, are you interested in starting a live broadcast?"

Feng Rucen: ...Whenever you don’t hold my hand, I will think that you are discussing something with me, not informing me.

"Why do you suddenly want me to do a live broadcast?" Feng Rucen was a little confused.

Although he has taken over GW for a year, most of the time he does not participate in the management and planning of the team. Most of the time, it is Gu Xuan and Chen Mozhi who are in charge, so it was not wrong for Gu Xuan to say that he was a mascot.

"It's because the fans haven't seen Mr. Huo for a long time and they are all scolding us for being useless. That's why we want you to come out and do a live broadcast to clarify things for us."

Even though Gu Xuan's words were sincere, how could Feng Rucen, who graduated from the medical department, not notice the problem?

"Xiao Qi's fans are attacking the club again?"

This was the only reason Feng Rucen could think of.

Seeing that he had guessed it, Gu Xuan did not hide it and played with the pot of succulents on the table in a somewhat depressed mood. "Yes, there is news about Mr. Huo's death circulating on the Internet recently. They are all asking about Mr. Huo's recent situation and they must see him in person. However, we don't want to do that given Mr. Huo's situation, so we want you to divert their attention."

The day Huo Qiyan was stabbed, it made headlines. On the third day, the news that he became a vegetable due to further persecution by the murderer also became a hot topic.

When the incident first happened, they were reluctant to announce Mr. Huo's true situation online, fearing that it would affect the company's stock price.

But Feng Rucen thought more. If they kept it a secret and Huo Qiyan was still not awake, netizens would eventually find out.

Truth will come to light sooner or later. Rice in an iron pan is bound to stick when cooked in it. It is better to make it clear at the beginning to avoid causing any contrast among fans later on.

However, after the illness was announced, problems followed. Every once in a while, fans would go crazy and attack GW's official Weibo as if they were unhappy about their period.

Fans’ demands are getting higher and higher. In the beginning, they were satisfied with just pictures, but later they asked for a ten-minute short video, and finally a half-hour live broadcast.

"Do they really think we are like turtles in a wishing well, who will grant us whatever we ask for?" Gu Xuan said.

Chen Mozhi nodded slightly. He agreed with Gu Xuan’s idea very much. Couldn’t the fans nowadays just torment them as much as they wanted?

Feng Rucen thought about it for a while, weighed the pros and cons, and decided to agree to Gu Xuan, "Then let's do a live broadcast. They are also doing this for Xiao Qi's good. I will start the broadcast when I get off work tonight."

Although the fans can curse as much as they want, the purpose of their doing so is to remind them that the real person in charge of GW is Huo Qiyan.

They make a fuss like this every once in a while just to see if they care about Huo Qiyan.

There is no filial son for a long-term sick bed, let alone a vegetative patient who cannot even eat on his own. Who will care so much after a long time? Their worries are not unreasonable.

Feng Rucen glanced at the bright weather outside the window, his thoughts drifting away. He didn't know if Xiaoqi and the others had returned, and he didn't know if Uncle Huo could let them have an extra meal tonight.

Just as Feng Rucen was stunned, the phone