The clouds obscured the moon and obscured most of the moonlight.

Gu Wei knocked on the thin A4 paper on the table, hooked his lips and smiled, but he looked cold and affectionate.

"My mother works in the radio station, so she starts by going backstage."

"My father is a photographer, so there must be works that have been badly received, but after all, we have worked together before, and we can post them online as appropriate."

"As for Si Fang....." he paused, as if considering what to do.

"I asked you to put someone on the set, did you arrange it?" Gu Wei suddenly asked.

"Hmm." An Jing nodded, opened the photo of Si Fang and Jiang Yihuai that the man sent over through WeChat, enlarged it and put it on the desktop in front of Gu Wei.

"It's been arranged for a long time, and I'll keep an eye on their movements."

Gu Wei looked down at the two of them in the photo, and his intimate demeanor and dazzling smile made him feel extremely dazzling.

"Well done." He said coldly, raised his hand to turn off his phone, and a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"The information of his parents will be released little by little when the next episode of the program is released, and more contact with the media."

"You know, the content doesn't have to be true, the most important thing is to make the person receiving the information believe."

Gu Wei finished these words in an orderly manner, and then leaned back in his chair lightly, with an inexplicable smile on his face, half in the light and half in the shadows.

In this era of Internet popularization, it is easy to use public opinion to bring down a person.

An Jing tilted his head and said with a smile: "What about Si Jing?" Not reported? Then I didn't arrange for nothing. ”

Gu Wei chuckled, he picked up the white paper on the table with Jiang Yihuai's information, and sat in the chair and spun around.

He faced the floor-to-ceiling window, leaving only her with a back.

"What are you anxious about?" He looked out at the bustling city lights, the overpasses and the cars on the road.

"Let's make him popular first." Gu Wei's arm holding the information was stretched out, and the paper was crumpled into a crumpled ball on his mobile phone.

"And—" he lengthened his voice, letting go of his hand, and the ball of paper fell to the ground and rolled twice, "and let him never turn over." ”

Gu Wei is still the same Gu Wei, ruthless, and never ambiguous in doing things.

An Jing took back his mobile phone, fiddled with the photo a few times, and mentioned intentionally or unintentionally: "I thought you loved your little niece very much." ”

As smart as Gu Wei, how could he not understand her words.

It's just that there must be a give-and-take.

Compared with the impact on Si Wei's private life after the news was released, Gu Wei cared more about how to throw Jiang Yihuai to the bottom, so that he could experience the consequences of robbing people with him, and at the same time, it was also a lesson for Si Wei.

"When the time comes, ask the media to beat the mosaic of Si Fang a little tighter." His voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotional ups and downs.

"Even if someone finds out that it's her, it's just a lesson for her."

His words were so understated that he never seemed to care about what kind of attack and abuse Si Fang would receive.

Compared with Si Wei's choice, Gu Wei seemed to care more about competing with Jiang Yihuai, and what he cared more about was winning or losing the "game" between them.

"Who told her not to be obedient."

Gu Wei muttered, raising his head slightly to look at everything under the tall building, and the shadows from the light couldn't see what kind of expression was on his face.

"If she had listened to me yesterday, she wouldn't have had so much to do."

So

It's all her fault.