Text Chapter 117 Confession Copywriting
The discussion of these people can always be heard by the whole studio, Ye Ruohuan was stunned for a moment, is she in love? So fast?
But soon, she denied her doubts, what's so strange? Ye Ruohuan lowered her head and laughed self-deprecatingly.
Yi Zixi looked at the pile of people who were still gossiping, and couldn't wait to rush up and punch them directly to shut their mouths.
He Miaoran returned to the office and sat in her seat looking at the chat interface without a single reply, and she waited patiently for the man's message, because she was sure that he would definitely come over and ask her what was going on.
However, after waiting for an hour, there was no movement at all, He Miaoran comforted herself in her heart, maybe Fu Yijian was busy and couldn't recover herself for the time being.
Suddenly, the voice of the staff sounded outside-
"Wow! Mr. Fu is on the hot search again! ”
He Miaoran frowned, what's the matter?
She just wanted to open the Internet search, but received a reply from Fu Yijian - "I mind".
The short three words were very much in line with Fu Yijian's indifferent and ruthless image, making He Miaoran seem to see Fu Yijian's cold face when he said this.
He Miaoran panicked in her heart, she hurriedly boarded Weibo, and saw that the topic of "Fu Yijian's confession" firmly occupied the top spot.
clicked in, He Miaoran saw that the marketing account continued to launch its own water army, so that this topic continued to ferment, she saw that it was Fu Yijian's topic at a glance, clicked on one of them, browsed it, and her face became more and more sunk.
Ye, Ruo, Huan!
He Miaoran looked at a woman outside the office with a cold look in her eyes.
"The second young master of the Fu family showed his love for Ye Ruohuan in a high-profile manner, and issued a document rejecting all scandal operations."
Below the obvious and eye-catching title is a large number of testimonials sprinkled by the marketing account from the media, Fu's public relations department dealt with the deliberately hyped entertainment studio in a high-profile manner, and also deliberately said that its president was affectionate and single-minded, without two hearts, and then Mr. Fu forwarded the article with his personal Weibo to correct the audience.
After reading the public relations article, netizens summed it up in three points-
Fu Yijian loves Ye Ruohuan!
Fu Yijian loves Ye Ruohuan!
Fu Yijian loves Ye Ruohuan!
The people who eat melons sighed when they heard it: "This is a typical important thing, say it three times." ”
But the heroine in the incident looked confused, even a little indifferent, and didn't want to pay attention to it.
She read the public relations article again, and had no doubt that it was Fu Yijian's handwriting, because he was the only one in the world who had the face to say it in such a domineering and arrogant tone.
Everyone in the studio wanted to know Ye Ruohuan's reaction, but the original owner disappointed them, and Ye Ruohuan forked off the news page and didn't bother to pay attention to it.
Yi Zixi leaned over and brewed some words of comfort to Ye Ruohuan in her stomach, and just wanted to say it, but Ye Ruohuan ruthlessly refused: "I don't want to mention someone!" ”
Forehead......
Isn't that obvious? Ye Ruohuan was angry, and she was very angry.
Yi Zixi touched her nose, okay, she sat back in her seat and watched Ye Ruohuan pluck up her energy, as if she wanted to stare through the artwork in her hand.
is so calm on the surface, isn't this the case in your heart? Woman, your Taoism is still too shallow.
Yi Zixi hummed a song, and couldn't help but feel a little better, because Ye Ruohuan was no longer lifeless!
He Miaoran was unwilling, she didn't want to admit defeat like this, obviously God gave her such a good opportunity, but she still failed!
She hurriedly quit Weibo, opened the address book, and dialed a certain number.
couldn't get through, she dialed it again, and it was still an indifferent customer service message.
He Miaoran couldn't help but think, could she be blocked?
As soon as she thought of this possibility, she opened Fu Yijian's WeChat chat interface and sent a message over, not only did a red flag warn that the message could not be sent, but also an official reminder that "you have not passed the other party's verification".
He Miaoran's beautiful eyes tightened, and her fingers clenched the phone tightly, as if she wanted to crush it.
If she used to get close to Fu Yijian, he didn't do too much to take care of the situation, but she ignored Fu Yijian's warnings and approached him again and again, which had aroused his disgust.
Therefore, Fu Yijian completely broke off the relationship!
What a great job...... Fu, Yi, Jane. He Miaoran stared at those three words hatefully.
She turned her eyes to Ye Ruohuan who was working outside, and an idea sprouted in her heart, what she couldn't get, Ye Ruohuan couldn't get either!
"Mr. Fu, the matter has been dealt with." The assistant pushed open the door and came in to report.
"Hmm." Fu Yijian still looked down at the documents.
When the assistant was about to leave, Fu Yijian stopped him and ordered: "From now on, put off all my evening entertainment, except for what I asked you to arrange." ”
"But Mr. Fu ......" The assistant couldn't react to the order given by Fu Yijian.
"If you can't push it off, send Director Huang from the marketing department." Fu Yijian's voice was cold, revealing a tone that could not be refused.
The assistant no longer spoke, "Okay, Mr. Fu." He pushed the door and left the office, still wondering why Mr. Fu was so ordered.
The time of the day passed quickly, and seven hours have passed since the Weibo posted by Fu Yijian, and the public opinion on the Internet is still fermenting, but the direction is finally controlled, and no one dares to scold Ye Ruohuan, because Fu Yijian is looking for someone to deal with it.
Once there is public opinion that is unfavorable to Ye Ruohuan, it will be dealt with and banned immediately, and slowly some people will notice that Ye Ruohuan has someone behind her, just like when she was the anchor, someone was secretly protecting her.
Gradually, those voices subsided.
Ye Ruohuan's Weibo also quieted down, and her voice was harmonious, wishing her and Fu Yijian a long time.
The sunset outside the window shone in, and after autumn arrived, the night came faster and faster, Fu Yijian suddenly remembered something, he grabbed the car keys and left the company.
Ye Ruohuan had been busy all day, her neck was a little stiff, except for when she received a call from Xia Lin'an at noon, she was busy with her own manuscript proofreading work.
Because the museum's assistance work is coming to an end, there is a lot of work, and she has delayed a lot of progress in the past few days because she has to take care of Ye Shuo, so she got off work late today and chased the work progress back.
By the time she was done, it was already dark outside, and she was the only one in the studio with a desk lamp on.
Ye Ruohuan hurriedly packed up her things and walked out of the office building.
As soon as she walked out of the door, the cold wind blew, and she tightened her thin trench coat.
She was about to walk to the bus stop opposite. The next second, her footsteps stopped, and her eyes fell on a man not far away.
Fu Yijian was wearing a black windbreaker, the cold wind blew the corners of his clothes, he stood in front of the black sports car, if it weren't for the bustling downtown behind him, Ye Ruohuan would have thought that he was going to merge with the night.