"It's just that some people say that she hugged Lin Zhengyi's thigh......"

The secretary only said a few words, He Jichen frowned, and interrupted him in an unkind tone: "Who is talking nonsense and making up rumors!" ”

The secretary was so frightened by He Jichen's tone that she was silent on the phone for a while, and then she opened her mouth with some confidence: "Mr. He, it's not a rumor-mongering arrangement, it's a video testimony, and people in the company are saying that she watched "Three Thousand Idiots" because Lin Zhengyi withdrew and lost the scene, so she followed Lin Zhengyi to the crew of "Dust" ......"

The secretary probably felt that He Jichen's aura became a little low, his voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, there was no sound directly, he was afraid of being burned, so he turned his brain quickly, and hurriedly added: "Mr. He, I don't believe you are going to our company's WeChat group to see ...... now"

Before the secretary could say the "look", He Jichen put the phone away.

He bit his cigarette, clicked on WeChat quickly with his fingertips, ignored a series of unread messages, and found the company's WeChat group to open it.

When I saw it, I saw the chat content of some employees of the company.

"I really didn't expect that the second female number one in "Three Thousand Idiots" would be such a person!"

"That's it, when I look at the photos, I think it's very good-looking and pure, but I didn't expect to do anything for the sake of the top!"

"Look at that video, what kind of person has she been drunk into, and what is the difference between her and those young ladies in nightclubs!"

He Jichen frowned, and a touch of displeasure appeared in his eyes obviously because of these words, he endured his temper, did not get angry, and quickly pulled up the news.

It took a while to rewind the content of the chat, and He Jichen saw the video they said.

It was posted by a person named "Meow Meow", about five or six videos, He Jichen randomly selected one and clicked on it.

He Jichen took the cigarette from his mouth, flicked the cigarette ash at the trash can on the side, and then looked at the mobile phone screen.

Before he could look closely, he could easily identify that the girl in red with her long hair coiled up in the video, revealing a delicate and slender neck curve, was Ji Yi.

She was at a wine table, and the person sitting on her right was Lin Zhengyi, who had been violently beaten by him some time ago.

With a wine glass in her hand, she was smiling and toasting to a slightly chubby middle-aged man directly across the table.

The person who secretly filmed the video was probably a little far away from where they were, and did not record their voices, so he didn't know what she said, but he saw from the picture that after she touched the glass with the slightly chubby middle-aged man, he handed the wine glass to his mouth, raised his head, and drank the full glass of wine.

He Jichen grabbed the fingertips of the cigarette, paused, and stopped handing the cigarette to his mouth.

His expression as he stared at the screen of his phone instantly became a little dull and cold.

The video is not long and ends quickly.

He Jichen paused for about two seconds, then selected another video and clicked on it.