It was the sound of a wheelchair slicing across the ground.

Following a few steady footsteps, he slowly came to her face, and he stopped.

"It's all useless to me. I didn't expect the Huo family's public relations department to react so quickly, after all, it's the Huo family......"

In the microphone, the voice on the other end was still coming.

The words were full of worries about Huo's shot.

In the corridor, Yan Yu was opposite the real boss behind Huo's back.

A moment of confusion.

She raised her hand to cut off the outer, tilted her head slightly, and gestured to the direction of the voice, without saying anything.

Huo Junhuai, who led a group of subordinates to visit suddenly, sat in a wheelchair, thinking about what he had just heard, but a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Looks like they're really, finally going to have a mistress!

Seeing this, the few people who followed behind looked at each other, and their eyes were full of suppressed joy.

Think about Huo's PR department again......

Isn't this hitting the muzzle of the gun?

For Huo Beicheng, he offended their housewife in the end, and I don't know what will happen in the end.

Poor thing!

"Xiaotong, you have done a good job, thank you."

Yan Yan, who didn't know that she had been stamped as "Huo's housewife", held her mobile phone, slightly comforted the anxious little nurse who was almost angry, and said.

"I'll take care of the rest."

"Chuwei, do you have a way?" Meng Xiaotong screamed in surprise.

"It can't be to comfort me, is it?"

"How so? I'll tell you when we meet. ”

Yan Yan curled her lips: "Silly girl." ”

She's ready for it......

The girl sighed in her heart, and after receiving a cheerful response from the other end, she hung up the phone, turned around, and said a formal hello to someone who had been left out in the cold.

"Second Uncle Huo."

"Chu Wei." Huo Junhuai called back, looked at her, and said directly.

"Got some trouble?"

The man chuckled, in the tone of an elder, and his tone was calm and indulgent, as if he was ready to solve everything for her at any time.

"Talk to Second Uncle Huo?"

When the words fell, I saw the girl smile, and the already stunning eyebrows suddenly entered the starlight in the sky, which was dazzling.

"There's Uncle Raoho bothering, but I want to ...... It's better to figure it out yourself. ”

She showed him the most beautiful appearance, but she refused without hesitation, and before he could respond, she said abruptly.

"I'm leaving."

*

The rekindled gossip of wealthy families gradually faded after half a month.

With the intervention of the Huo Public Relations Department, and later the Song Public Relations Department.

The water army to guide public opinion was dispatched again, repeating and emphasizing several whitewashing points at the beginning, and in the case that the relevant content of "Meng Xiaomei" Weibo was harmoniously and controlled and disseminated, after some efforts, public opinion was finally saved.

- Although it is impossible to return to the situation that basically turned to his own side at the beginning, it is difficult to discredit the "Song Chuwei" who has reversed most of the wind reviews, and it is impossible to rebel against the masses who firmly support the other party after reading Meng Xiaomei's Weibo (or screenshots).

But at the very least, there is nothing wrong with the mainstream view becoming both sides.

One side is a white lie, but it doesn't want to cause more serious accidental damage.

On the other hand, they are too infatuated and incomprehensible, and as a result, they hurt themselves and others.

Everything was just a verbal marriage that should not have been there at the beginning, plus providence to make people.

……

In short, no one scolds any scumbag juniors anymore.

The two major groups of Huo and Song have also basically recovered their external image.

At this point, this turmoil is over.

However, Huo Beicheng and Su Rouyin, who had been sprayed for many days, couldn't recover their mood at all for a while.

Every time he is depressed, the man will pull his lover and frantically vent in the most primitive way.

It's like when the two were in an encampment relationship.

And Su Rouyin could only bear all this softly, waiting silently as before.

Waiting for the bitterness to come.

Waiting for the day when he loves her more after feeling guilty.

But this time.

Before she could imagine the beautiful scene, she suddenly welcomed back her nightmare-