Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Truth Touched

"The power of modern love - the legend of the richest man in China and the princess of the world's most traditional country," Ye Fangqian looked at the content on the page suspiciously, she just searched for the word "Jiang Minghong", wanting to see the other party's evaluation in the hearts of the public, and now the first place is such an exaggerated headline news. ≯ Bayi Chinese.≦≦≦≤8<1≦Z≤

"It is estimated that this reporter made it up to attract attention," Ye Fangyun found the source of the article on another computer, and the author of the signature was: Wang Mo, a reporter from Tianyin Daily, and there was a self-description in front of it: Written based on personal interview experience. However, she estimated that she definitely did not get the permission of the other party, anyway, the bigger this kind of thing is, the more beneficial it is to their newspaper. According to domestic law, the final compensation is at most 100,000 yuan, which will have to drag on for three to five years. At that time, the expanded audience had already made up for this loss.

"But the level of people who can write this article is very high, and there is absolutely no problem in being a best-selling author, judging from this tens of thousands of words alone, it may be difficult to rely on imagination, at least a large part of it needs to be based on reality." Ye Fangqian did not fully agree with her sister's point of view.

"Maybe, but it's not credible, something that entertains the public," Ye Fangyun closed the webpage and began to work.

"Not necessarily, often a lot of things are too complicated for us to think about." Ye Fangqian saw that her sister didn't discuss it, and muttered in a low voice. But she was curious, whether this article was right or not, of course, if it was a character far away from her, she wouldn't care much, but the protagonist in the article had just met it three days ago, and naturally came up with the idea of verifying, but the other party might not necessarily be happy.

"I'm going to go out now and finish the last fundraiser, by the way, sister, you help me find the analysis report on Jiang Minghong that we did before, and I'll take a look at it when I come back." Ye Fangqian changed her clothes, pushed open the door and was about to go out, and shouted at Ye Fangyun, who was still working.

"Got it, go and go back quickly, be careful on the road, I'll let the driver send you." Ye Fangyun said and dialed the phone.

"How is it, Ms. Ye, has the result of your discussion come out? I can only stay in the country for four weeks, and then I need to go back to business, and I don't want you to have to talk about this kind of thing for half a year, which is common in an organization like yours. Jiang Ying said in an impatient tone. He said that this sentence is not untargeted, but someone has experimented with donating to a charitable organization and applying for a tax deduction (most property gifts are taxable according to the law), and this process took two months, and the amount of the donation was only 500 yuan.

Ye Fangqian was a little angry, but she also knew that it was often complicated procedures that discouraged many donors, but these procedures were not something she could simplify, and many departments were involved, so she said calmly: "After intense discussions by the executive committee of the organization, we agree to disclose our financial reports to you every month, and in addition, you are allowed to send someone to supervise the use of the donation funds, but you cannot interfere with our normal management activities, as for the bonus you want to set up, because we are a national environmental protection organization, This needs to be reported to the higher authorities of the state for approval, the procedures are very cumbersome, and it will take at least a year to approve it, I hope you can provide some detailed personal advice. We will take care of these procedures with full authority and do not need to occupy Mr. Jiang's time and energy. ā€

Jiang Ying thought for a while before saying: "In this case, then it's best, in the afternoon, I will ask Secretary Zhao to check the operation of your organization and the legality certificate on my behalf, if everything is correct, I will sign an agreement with you to transfer part of the funds to your institution's account first." As for the prize money, the name is 'Jiang's Environmental Protection Exhibition Award', and the qualifications of advanced collectives and advanced individuals should not be included in enterprises, but only limited to public welfare organizations and some government agencies, and the prize money for advanced individuals is between 300 and 500,000 yuan, and the collective is between 300 and 5 million. You can also break down some encouragement prizes and so on, for many people, it doesn't matter if the prize money is less, it's an honor. In terms of qualifications, I will send someone to discuss with you carefully. In short, the principle is true and effective, and there can be no fraud, otherwise I am not responsible for continuing to pay the bonus. ā€

"That's all for the content," Jiang Ying raised his head to look at the other party and asked, "I won't bother with the details inside, everything will be handled by your organization and the supervisors I have sent." ā€

After saying this, Jiang Ying lowered his head to deal with the documents, while waiting for the other party to say goodbye, because he couldn't evict customers, which was not a businessman's practice.

After a while, he felt something strange, and when he looked up, he saw that the other party was still sitting there without moving. Is there something wrong with her? Jiang Ying thought that this was impossible, all his performances were set according to Jiang Minghong's acting characteristics, in the records, he had only met this woman once, and the chance of being exposed in front of her was close to zero.

"Is there anything else Ms. Ye can do? If Ms. Ye is interested in our company, I can ask someone to show you around our company headquarters. Jiang Ying thought of a possibility and asked tentatively.

"No, no," Ye Fangqian stood up, waved her hand and said, "I was a little distracted by a question just now, since Mr. Jiang still has something to do, then we will talk about it here today, and I won't bother much." When Secretary Zhao is coming over in the afternoon, please make a phone call first, and I will ask the staff to pick him up. ā€

"Okay, I hope you continue to work hard, although if the environment gets better, maybe my company's business will be worse, hehe. But I'm not a coffin shop owner after all. Jiang Ying suddenly had some special feelings about the sentence that was said after the chip was comprehensively processed, and the feedback result was that the other party might laugh, but he also had some impulse to laugh, but it could not be expressed through the logical structure of the chip.

"Mr. Jiang is so good at joking, I'm afraid many people outside can't think of this." Ye Fangqian said and walked out, when she was about to go out, she didn't know what thoughts she had turned, and said with a somewhat strange expression, "Mr. Jiang often works through the Internet, and it is inevitable that he will see some news, so don't pay too much attention to it." ā€œ

Internet news, linked to her expression, it should be that incident, Jiang Ying checked the information, Jiang Minghong's love history, level 3 confidential. Anyway, I'm not him, Jiang Ying finally had the idea that it was not the result of chip processing.

Ye Fangqian returned home by car, it only took more than an hour to go out, most of the time was spent on the road, and what was really discussed was only ten minutes before and after, judging from the other party's behavior, it was indeed every minute spent on work, not in front of outsiders.

"Coming back so soon? It seems that your part-time job is quite leisurely, unlike me, where you have to spend six or seven hours a day dealing with company chores, and you have to rush back to the company as soon as there is an important event. Ye Fangyun touched her brows while moving the mouse, looking at the long reports.

"Well, people are very busy with things, how can they spare much effort to ink with me, I guess he can't look down on this little money," Ye Fangqian went into the inner room to change clothes, and asked, "Did you find that document, and it won't be handed over to Dad, you don't have a backup, right?" ā€

"Yes, on the table in your room. Even though that was years ago, I'm not as disgraced as you are, and I have private backups of my important files. But in retrospect, after handing it in that time, I didn't see any reaction from them, it was probably because it was the whimsy of two little girls, and even my father forbade us to talk in front of outsiders afterwards, saying that it had a bad impact. I don't believe they're not interested in it, or they want to put a long line to catch a big fish, but now it looks like it's too long, do they want to put it for decades, wait until our country is fully modernized, and then come back to that mystery. This is very likely, anyway, the secret of some people's work is the word 'drag', big things drag small, small things drag out. Ye Fangyun complained, just now she encountered a more difficult problem, and if she wanted to find a solution, she had to put a little more thought.

Ye Fangqian didn't respond to her sister's words, and after changing her clothes and coming out, she immediately walked into her room, saw that there was a document on the table, and picked it up to see that it was the analysis report.

"What, what is wrong with you seeing him this time?" After a while, Ye Fangyun finally finished all the day's work, and after stretching her body, she got up and came to her sister's room, stood behind her and asked.

"How so?" Ye Fangqian frowned, unable to think of what words to use to express her doubts, and suddenly she saw a line in the document: Jiang Minghong was born as an orphan, his psychology is distorted, he may go to extremes in dealing with problems, he is not well educated, and he is unlikely to have a strong sense of justice and other spirits.

Only then did she understand what the problem was, the other party's eyes were wrong, no, not wrong, it was just too right, which made her feel a trace of fear, she said with some hesitation: "If I don't feel wrong, then the person I have come into contact with in the past two days cannot have this kind of background on the document, and there is no trace of this kind of psychology in his eyes, generally speaking, people from orphans will always show a trace of depression in their eyes." If the other party is not a different person, it can only be explained that after just a few years of exercise, he is no longer a frizzy young man, and has entered a realm without traces. ā€

Seeing her sister's confused appearance, Ye Fangqian herself felt that she was indeed talking nonsense, but fortunately, her mind turned quickly, remembering an article written by American writer Mark Twain, and felt that it was suitable to describe this situation, "In short, I really feel that there is a lot of kindness in his eyes, which is not consistent with the previous impression at all, if it weren't for the fact that his face has not changed at all, I really thought it was two people." ā€

"Alas, after talking for a long time, there is nothing reliable, it's all your speculation, after many people get rich, they will engage in charity, and they can also get the so-called psychological purification, there is nothing bad to explain." Ye Fangyun said disappreciably, walked to her sister's bed and lay down, "I'm a little sleepy, take a rest first, if you think of something, wake me up." ā€

Ye Fangqian didn't care about her sister's careless attitude, she firmly believed that her feelings were not wrong, she flew around the laptop to search for information, trying to find the most reasonable explanation.

"Sister, hurry up, I want to use your authority to investigate some information." Ye Fangqian had a conjecture, pushed her sister who had just closed her eyes, and said anxiously.

"Okay, okay, what do you want to check, let's talk about it first, the computer here can only check some ordinary information in the company, and there is no connection to even a slightly core database." Ye Fangyun got up from the bed, took her sister's laptop, opened a connection program, entered her name and login 6 password, took the fingerprint authenticator, and began to do remote fingerprint recognition.

"On the specific time and place of the emergence of biological organ cloning technology, and all the events that followed." Ye Fangqian felt as if she was beginning to touch a terrible truth.