"Good. ”

Song Xingyan only answered one word and hung up the phone, because he knew that Ling Chengyun would handle the next matter properly.

Sure enough, after hanging up the phone, Ling Chengyun hurriedly convened a meeting to scold the reporter who sent out the news, and removed all the news on the web platform.

It's just that when I was looking for the contributor, I suddenly cut off the clue.

It was as if the man had appeared out of nowhere, and no matter how much the reporter was chatting with him, he didn't reply.

For this answer, Song Xingyan had already guessed it.

As for why Ling Chengyun is so active, firstly, Song Xingyan is his college classmate and good friend, and this matter also involves him.

Second, the other protagonist of this matter is Zhao Xiaoxiao.

Who is she? The daughter of the president of Sunshine Radio! No matter how popular the Chunxun Evening News is, it doesn't have the courage to challenge the authority of the Zhao family!

Regardless of the content of the video, who would want the ugliness of their family to be spread thousands of miles away?

The most important thing is that Song Xingyan took the initiative to find him, which shows how much he attaches importance to this matter!

Although I don't know why he is so concerned, after all, others don't know about him as a good friend, but it is very clear.

Outsiders have always regarded him and Zhao Xiaoxiao as a couple, but Song Xingyan has never been moved by her.

But there are very few things that can make him pay attention to it so urgently, so it is impossible for him not to be active.

offended the Song family in this city, then their evening newspaper is basically going to announce that it is cool.

While annoyed that those reporters didn't wear glasses and brains before releasing the news, Ling Chengyun was also curious why people who had always been high above and didn't meddle easily would suddenly attach so much importance to one thing.

For Zhao Xiaoxiao?

He didn't believe it! It's not that he hadn't seen anything more important before, and he hadn't been in a hurry to do so.

At that time, he also had a nickname in school, called Song Shi.

It is said that he is light and light at all times, and Mount Tai collapses without changing color in front of him, and is as steady as a rock.

Zhou Ling knew that Song Xingyan would deal with this matter, but he didn't breathe a sigh of relief, those words were still in his ears, as if there were really so many people around her in front of her and scolded her and insulted her wantonly.

I'm afraid I can't bear it on anyone's body.

Even after so many years, Zhou Ling thought that her cultivation was strong enough to deal with the storms in society.

As it turns out, when a real hurricane hits, it never prepares you for anything, and it doesn't show mercy to you.

As the saying goes, bad words hurt people in June, and those abusive words were like a big hand gripping Zhou Ling's heart, making her breathless.

No matter how much she forced herself to forget, it would be useless in the end.

"Are you alright?

Song Xingyan naturally noticed the subtle changes in Zhou Ling's face.

Zhou Lingman shook his head, with a hint of tiredness and reluctance in his smile, "It's okay." Mr. Song, thank you for helping me out of today's situation. You remember to take these medicines on time, and if there is anything you can call me. ”

This time, she didn't choose to blindly avoid Song Xingyan, after all, people were injured for her, and she had no conscience to hide like this.

Song Xingyan's lips hooked, and her mood became inexplicably clear because of her last sentence.

"Well, I'm not going to be polite. He said meaningfully, and then thought of something to comfort him, "If you're doing that news, don't worry, I'll find out who submitted it as soon as possible." ”

He only glanced at such a remark in a hurry, and the atmosphere was very uncomfortable, not to mention a person like Zhou Ling, who was shrewd and capable on the surface, but was actually very sensitive and gentle in his internal strength?

"yes, I see. Mr. Song, if you don't have anything else to do, I'll go back first. ”

"Good. Song Xingyan smiled and personally sent people to the door.

Anyway, she also said that if there is something to call her, Song Xingyan's deep eyes flashed a trace of cunning.

In the park, Rong Zheng looked at the pitiful income in his wallet with some frustration.

Today was his first day of painting, but it was clear that it wasn't working out well.

He sat all afternoon and only one guest came over and painted a portrait of the cheapest.

So his harvest in a whole day was only a hundred. The cost of those things alone basically cost him all the money in his wallet!

Now he is not shy in his pocket, but his bag is empty, and he is left with a thin and pitiful red yuan.

What is this concept?

It means that he can't even afford a decent set of paints, and he can't afford to paint paintings that others have paid for a long time ago.

Rong Zheng's mood now is even lower than the sunset that is about to fall on the horizon.

This should be the first time he has come out, and it can be called self-employment.

It is said that the start is good, he is good, he poured such a big basin of cold water on him on the first day!

Rong Zheng was unwilling, he basically went smoothly from the beginning of his painting.

Along the way, he met too many nobles to help him, either painting for a wealthy businessman, or meeting a teacher who was willing to appreciate him.

Holding art exhibitions and selling paintings, where did Rong Zheng suffer from this kind of neglect?

Especially for an artist who is keen to create, even if Rong Zheng is willing to work hard for Zhou Ling. But any artist, or writer, has no arrogance in his bones without that person.

That kind of arrogance makes Rong Zheng very uncomfortable with the current coldness, just like the eldest young master in a wealthy family who has lost his gorgeous clothes and sought after his subordinates and suddenly falls into the bargaining vegetable market.

Without those status symbols, who would respect him as a young master?

Rong Zheng is not without strength, but the people in the park are strangers, and they will not pay attention to Rong Zheng, a well-known painter who has just emerged.

For those who are familiar with the painters, but who believes that they have been reduced to painting in the park? I am afraid that the whole park has long been occupied by paparazzi!

What's more, Rong Zheng just sat there very quietly and put up a sign. Although the delicate appearance is very eye-catching, not everyone is a fool who will consume impulsively just by looking at their appearance.

He won't take the initiative to solicit and talk to the customers who stop by, who wants to go to a stuffy gourd and let him paint?

So Rong Zheng's first day of business unexpectedly hit the street, and it was very miserable!

Rong Zheng didn't dare to go home to face Zhou Ling, after all, he was really "ashamed to see people" in his wallet!

So he casually found a reason to work overtime in the company, but in fact, he hid in the company's studio to paint, for fear that Zhou Ling would find out that he had no money.