Xiao Qiao and Ruan Meng didn't know what to do at the moment, they couldn't contact the parties, they didn't know the situation, and no matter how hard their public relations company was, it was useless.

Several reporters got together and muttered a few words, their eyes fell on Xiao Qiao and Ruan Meng vaguely, one of them raised his mobile phone and turned to something, looked at Xiao Qiao and looked down at the phone, and then got up to go to the two of them, and at the same time raised the camera in his hand.

Ruan Meng reacted quickly, and whispered "go", Xiao Qiao understood, and the two quickly turned around and left only their backs, and hurried back to the car.

"What's going on, why did those reporters notice the two of us?"

Ruan Meng started the car, "I'm afraid some of them really came to wait for us." ”

Xiao Qiao still couldn't figure it out: "You mean, who is the public relations company they want to poach Xiyue? But why, we have no value on us? Want to take a salary from the bottom of the kettle? But this is too far to go." ”

"What if someone's target isn't Xiyue?"

"What do you mean. ”

Ruan Meng sneered: "In case there are people, they don't want to mess with Xiyue, but they want to mess with us." ”

As soon as Xiao Qiao wanted to reflexively say, "Who is with you and us", he suddenly realized: "You mean, there is a driving force behind this matter, and it is for the optical fiber media?"

"I'm not sure, but the big V that broke the news this morning is the same as our company's 'popcorn', which is a public relations company. ”

Seeing Xiao Qiao silent, Ruan Meng grinned again: "Don't be afraid, when the sky falls, there is still a bright brocade, and it will not be bad for your salary." ”

I don't know if Xiao Qiao and Ruan Meng were possessed by a double crow's mouth, and this fire really burned to Light Media.

Xiyue disappeared for a whole day, and due to emergencies, colleagues who were originally in charge of other projects also worked overtime to monitor the trend of public opinion on the Internet. At ten o'clock in the evening, the fermenting anger on the Internet was finally ignited by a blog post of a big V, or the big V that previously exposed Xiyue injuring a mother and daughter.

This article is called: "Have Modern Internet Public Relations Professionals Lost Their Conscience and Bottom Line", with sharp words, pictures and texts, pointing the finger at a certain media to wash the floor of Xiyue for money. Not surprisingly, it has attracted a unanimous crusade from those who pay attention to this hot topic online.

[The public relations company is really disgusting, you can make any black money, and our country's network is because of you unscrupulous Internet people,]

[Do you think that if someone accepts money to launder you, those things can be treated as if they never happened? Why can you sit back and relax and continue to be your little star, earning the blood of fans and making money. 】

[You should let Xiyue also taste the taste of being scolded and beaten. 】

[Don't forget, there is also that online public relations company, a raccoon dog. 】

[Does anyone know the name of the PR company that serves Xiyue? Let's crowdfund to make these fools famous!]

Although he has not named which public relations company it is, Xiao Qiao vaguely feels that there must be a follow-up to this matter.

But the crux of it all is...... Where did Xiyue go?

Xiao Qiao looked away from the computer screen, put down the pen in his hand, and rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, it was dark in front of her, and a figure stood in front of her, bringing a refreshing breath of the night breeze, which made Xiao Qiao wake up in an instant.

"Let's go, I'll send you back. ”

Xiao Qiao looked around, the lights in the office area had dimmed for more than half of the time, and only a few male colleagues from other departments were still fighting. Zhou Guangjin's side face was drawn by light and shadow, making the outline more three-dimensional, which was an unforgettable handsomeness.

Being stared at by such a man, Xiao Qiao was inexplicably a little embarrassed: "It's okay, I'll just go by myself." ”

Zhou Guangjin picked up the bag on her desk and was very resolute: "I'll send you, you just came back from abroad and live alone in Kyoto, so it's not safe to go back alone in the middle of the night." ”

The two walked towards the elevator one after the other, behind the green plants next to the bathroom, Wu Yaya's posture of wiping her hands paused, her eyes looked at the backs of the two, obviously the aura, pace, and frequency of the two people were different, but there was a strange sense of matching.

It may be because the man is carrying a handbag with a fresh and cute style.

It may be that the girl lowered her head in a sleepy manner, only following his footsteps wholeheartedly, trusting and unconsciously dependent.

It may be that although he strode ahead, he still looked sideways in the direction of the girl.

Wu Yaya couldn't help but clench the tissue in her hand.

Following behind Zhou Guangjin, Xiao Qiao suddenly thought in a daze...... Who did she ever tell that she lived alone in Kyoto?

But this doubt quickly disappeared without a trace, without him, Zhou Guangjin's car was too comfortable. It's hard to imagine that a reserved and strict company owner, the seat cushion on the car is Angora rabbit fur, don't ask her why she knows, when she was in college in China, the seat cushion she held all the year round was this brand.

The temperature was also just right, and Xiao Qiao was drowsy.

In a trance, there seemed to be a soft call from someone's ears, and he said:

"Little Joe, wake up, you're home. ”

Probably auditory hallucinations, it's been a long, long time since anyone called her Little Joe in such a gentle voice. But in the next second, a less uncomfortable but noticeable tingling pain woke her from her slumber.

She raised her hand and rubbed her head, her confused eyes gradually focused.

Zhou Guangjin's handsome and serious eyebrows came into view, he couldn't see one hanging by his side, and the other hand was on the steering wheel, and his fingertips tapped, looking impatient.

"Need me to send you upstairs?"

The cold voice was in his ears, Xiao Qiao's eyes widened with difficulty, suppressed the desire to yawn, and shook his head vigorously:

"No, no, thank you, Mr. Zhou...... See you tomorrow. ”

The man's gaze casually fell on the front, "Hmm." ”

Xiao Qiao went upstairs like a ghost late at night, and when she opened the door, she couldn't help but rub her head.

My head hurts, as if someone has pulled a handful of hair......

The warm yellow light lit up in the insignificant corner of the apartment building, Zhou Guangjin retracted his gaze, put something in his chest pocket with his hand hanging by his side, and then the car started and disappeared into the middle of the summer night.

After washing, the hour hand on the wall could point to twelve o'clock, and she felt tired even playing with the buns, so she reluctantly shoveled the cat feces and added two handfuls of food, and then fell down on the big bed.

She seemed to have slept for a long time, and she didn't seem to have fallen asleep much, and when she was woken up by the phone, she almost didn't know what year it was.

didn't even open his eyes, Xiao Qiao grabbed the phone next to the pillow and put it in his ear: "Mom, how many times have I said it, don't call me at this time." ”

There was an eerily silent moment on the other end of the line for a few seconds, "If you have to show respect for your boss like that, I don't mind if you call me Dad." ”

Xiao Qiao bounced up from the bed suddenly, Baozi was startled, jumped to the ground, and dissatisfiedly "aimed-" at his shovel officer.

Xiao Qiao's head was also obediently almost meowing.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I probably forgot to set the alarm clock and didn't get up, I'll go to the company now-"

Before she could finish speaking, she swept her eyes to the alarm clock on the wall, the hour hand pointed to the position of "5", she turned her head again, and the window had just turned white, so bleak that it was not even lit by the street lights.

“？”

Xiao Qiao asked with some hesitation: "Mr. Zhou, do you have anything to do with me so early?"

The man's voice on the phone was sober and calm: "Come down." ”

"Huh?"

Ten minutes, getting dressed and coming down, Xiyue found it. ”