54 If you are interested in the truth

"Ask Zhao Zhengyao, what does it mean?" Jiang Yi asked Zhang Ye.

"Actually, it was the suicide last time that caused the incident." Zhang Ye explained, "Originally, I guessed it was your competitor at work. Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, the company received a phone call, it was the family of the employee who jumped off the building before, saying that they would talk about compensation again, implying that the post about Jiang Yi was sent by them, and if they wanted to □□, they had to sit down and talk. ”

"What kind of logic is this?"

"I was speechless, too. It's a long way off. It is estimated that they saw that Zhao Zheng and the company had no loopholes to exploit, so they thought of using you. ”

"But how will they know about me? I haven't revealed my real name and hometown on Weibo, how do they know about my mother? ”

"That's where it's not a coincidence. They are fellow countrymen with you, so I don't know exactly how to find out. Probably recognizable the photos on your Weibo? In short, it's to blackmail our company with you. ”

"Why do they think it's useful? It's ridiculous ignorance. ”

"After all, it's about you, and I guess I'll have to talk to you. Unlike Zhao Zheng's reaction to the matter, I feel that the comments on your side are a bit negative. Although you sent a lawyer's letter, the source of the news still cannot be ignored. ”

"Money is definitely not given. According to the rogue nature of this kind of person, giving it once is a bottomless pit. Did you record the call? Jiang Yi asked.

"The company has a fixed line, and the front desk that answers the phone didn't expect it to be such a file."

"It's better to let them send an email in black and white, and if they send it, we will call the police to blackmail. I can consult a lawyer, and in short, I will hand over enough evidence to the police, so that my statement can be more effective. ”

"Well, it works." Zhang Ye agreed, and his tone was full of concern, "But you know that this will take time, can you hold it up here?" ”

"It's a little bit tough, but knowing the opponent, we've regained the initiative. I'm glad it's not in our business, and if it's an insider, I'm afraid it's even harder to deal with. ”

"Then do as you say. We are always on hand to communicate and have anything we can do to help, just ask. ”

"Well, thank you."

"It's time for us to say we're sorry for implicating you."

"Don't talk about it, hang up."

Hanging up the phone, Jiang handed the machine back to Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng felt a little guilty at this time: "I'm sorry, I thought it was a simple dispute, but I didn't expect it to involve you." ”

Jiang Yi approached him: "Then how are you going to compensate me?" ”

"Whatever you want, I'm yours anyway."

He spread his hands, and Jiang Yi said "Huh": "You can't pick a thorn with a good attitude." Seriously, I have been mentally prepared for the exposure of this incident, and in this era, I may hide my life experience for the rest of my life. It's just that thankfully, my confession to you predates the revelations on the Internet. ”

"Indeed." Zhao Zheng fiddled with her bangs, "If I get to know you one step later than the others, I will be very frustrated." ”

"Just frustration?"

Jiang raised his eyebrows, and he stroked her eyebrows with his thumb: "Don't think about it." ”

"Okay, okay. It's just that it seems that I still have a task tonight, and I still have to write an inspirational article, regardless of whether it will be released in the end. ”

"I don't bother you. I continued to read the hypnosis book. ”

"You are reading next to me, I am tired of writing, I can look at you and wash my eyes."

Zhao Zhengwaner: "Okay." ”

So, two people occupied both ends of the sofa, one stretched out his legs to read a book, and the other sat cross-legged on the sofa, wearing headphones, meditating on an eight-hundred-word proposition composition.

Jiang Yi is not afraid of writing essays, as a person who writes articles on the official account, she has creativity and ideas, but at this moment she scratches her ears and cheeks, and she can't hold back a word for a few minutes.

She has been hiding from her past for many years, and it is not easy to confess to the public at this moment. She doesn't have Zhao Zheng's ability to reconcile with the past.

Coincidentally, Tang Yi called to condole, and Jiang Yi chatted with her for a while, and he was right to delay. hung up the phone and noticed Cheng Ke's text message again.

He said he guessed she wouldn't answer his phone and just wanted to ask if she was okay. At this moment, knowing that Cheng Ke has nothing to do with the revelations, this concern does not disgust Jiang Yi in the past. So she replied, and it was clear briefly: I'm fine, everything has been told to Zhao Zheng before the rumors appeared.

Jiang thought about it, Cheng Ke might have to let go at this point. As he said, if Zhao Zheng can accept all Jiang Yi, he is willing to withdraw. After all, he is not a single-minded character, and he knows how to calculate gains and losses, and he will not be obsessed with things that have no return.

Jiang Yi forced himself to return to this proposition essay and took a deep breath. Isn't it just selling feelings, selling!

Fingers are tapping and pounding on the keyboard, pausing occasionally in between, but quickly starting again. Although Zhao Zheng's eyes were staring at the book, his ears and afterglow paid attention to Jiang Yi, and the book was read very slowly. He worries about her, even knowing that she can take care of herself.

Everyone has a hurdle that is difficult to overcome, and has a fatal weakness. For Jiang Yi, it's about her parents' cruel past. For Zhao Zheng, it is a scar on the tiger's mouth that is neither deep nor shallow. It's just as much about human life, and it's just as hard to talk about. Luckily, he doesn't need to care about people's opinions, he doesn't have to explain himself to others, he doesn't care about "outsiders". Jiang Yi is different, she chose a career that needs to be supported by outsiders, which forces her to face this past that she doesn't want to mention at a certain point in time.

After nearly two hours, Zhao Zheng was quite sleepy, Jiang made the article into a long Weibo, pressed the picture save button, and announced that it was completed.

She put down the computer, rubbed it next to Zhao Zheng, and hugged him with her hands and feet. Zhao Zheng smiled softly, her face against his chest, and only left him with a jet-black hair top. She didn't say a word, hot like a big warm baby.

"Go to bed, huh?" He patted her on the back, gently.

"I don't want to move." Jiang Yi's voice was muffled and unenergetic.

When Zhao Zheng first met Jiang Yi, she was sexy/sensual, arrogant, full of seduction, independent and chic, but at this moment, she nestled in his arms like a house cat and quietly let him smooth his hair. He likes both sides of her, or rather, this kind of double face makes her more complete.

"You don't have to move." As he spoke, his co-worker dragged her and picked her up.

It's really amazing, he never thought about what it would be like to live with a woman, but Jiang Yi always showed this kind of life in front of his eyes, and he immediately accepted it happily and was willing to accept it.

Descending from his arms onto the bouncy bed, he didn't forget to spread out a thin blanket to cover her tightly.

"I'll go out and clean up." With that, he lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead, and then turned to go out.

He closed his laptop, put it back on his low table with his e-books, turned off the lights outside, and went back inside. As soon as he stepped through the door, he met Jiang Yi's scorching gaze. He still walked unhurriedly to the other side of the bed, and after lying down, he turned around: "Don't want to sleep? ”

"I now understand a saying that those who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes."

"Looks like I don't want to sleep."

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "After you listen to my explanation, I'll let you sleep." ”

"That...... Listen, it's right. ”

"Tsk, who used to say that I always like to think about that, you are really blue now. Don't interrupt me. ”

"Okay, don't interrupt."

"I used to be barefoot, I didn't have a happy family, I didn't make a few close friends, I didn't have any money in my bank account. At that time, my only fear was that I couldn't run fast enough, but this fear was that I could get rid of them just by working hard. It's different now, I start to have numbers in my bank account, and I feel a sense of happiness because of you. So when something could destroy this happiness, I was more afraid than ever, because I had it now, and I was afraid of losing, and this fear could not be driven away by anything. Because what is lost may last forever, and this fear will not disappear until it is truly lost. To be honest, I'm not used to it. ”

"Done?"

"Hmm."

"Can I sleep with you, then?"

Zhao Zheng smiled evilly, and Jiang danced with his teeth and claws: "Zhao! Correct! ”

"Don't do it, it's just a joke." Zhao Zheng held her hand, a thin white and soft hand with red nail polish, "This should be the best time for me to show my loyalty, I should say that I promise not to leave you." Of course, I do think the same thing in my heart, but I know that saying it will not dispel your fears. ”

"I think you can think about the fear of having in a different way. In fact, we can never always have a certain thing or a person, especially at the best all times. If you accept this, then you will realize that we all hover between gaining and losing all our lives. Earn some, lose some, maintain some, let go some. It's not the state you have, it's about experiencing that state. ”

Jiang Yi looked at the man in a daze and said this, and after a long time, he spoke: "This is what those books that have no desire and no desire taught you?" ”

Zhao Zheng smiled lightly: "I've read too many miscellaneous books, and I can't remember which one wrote them." If you don't think it makes sense, just let me talk nonsense. ”

"It's not." Jiang Yi said thoughtfully, "I now really understand the meaning of Smartisthenewsexy's words. You are a living example. Your image in my mind is even bigger. ”

"Can I be proud, then?"

"Well, with your style just now, I'll give you a score of 101, a full score of 100, one more point, I'm not afraid of your pride."

Zhao Zhenglang smiled: "Sleep." There are only five hours left to sleep. ”

Jiang Yi's inspirational essay written by sacrificing sleep time proved to be needed. In the next two days, in the process of Zhang Ye and their negotiations with the publisher, rumors were still flying all over the sky. Jiang Yi's lawyer's letter, as Zhao Zheng expected, was a rotten trick in the eyes of netizens. Occasionally, there are people who support her, and while expressing their reprimand, exaggerated and slanderous, they also want to hear Jiang Yi's true thoughts.

Indeed, a lawyer's letter is too impersonal, and the one that works best online is love. Whether it is a chicken soup text or a poisonous tongue text, only by arousing the feelings that everyone wants to express can it become hot.

After pressing it for a few days, seeing that the momentum was not right, Jiang Yi finally posted the inspirational article on his account, with the title is:

If you are interested in the truth