Tian Xin immediately covered his mouth after blurting out, and looked at Lin Qin with round eyes.

Uncle Yan is really the president of the Yan family?

Lin Qin nodded, sorted out all the sketches and stuffed them into the drawer.

Tan Yubo heard the conversation between the two next to him, and his heart tightened.

President Yan is Lin Qin's uncle, and Lin Qin's family background... Isn't it also a cut above himself?

His eyes darkened, put away the textbooks he used for morning reading, and took out the comprehensive set of papers to continue to brush the questions.

Tian Xin was stunned for a while, and his face was full of excitement on Lin Qin's table.

"Qin Qin Qin, then our uncle is properly rich and handsome! Still single on this condition? Isn't it someone else rushing to find Uncle Yan to marry? ”

Lin Qin held his face and thought about it.

According to the established customs of the world, Uncle Yan should have no shortage of suitors.

"Maybe he doesn't want to." She guessed at random.

"Oh..."Tian Xin's little face flushed, and the stars looked at her, "Then do you think that when our college entrance examination is over, I will go after Uncle Yan?" ”

Lin Qin looked at her childish little face like a fourteen-year-old: "......"

"It's good if you're happy."

"Hey, hey." Tian Xin turned back to the front table, and turned his head to remind, "In the first Chinese class, Qinqin, you remember to listen to the lecture." ”

"yes, I know."

……

As soon as Yan Shang entered the office, Secretary Fang followed with a tablet.

"Boss, the blogger who stole the manuscript yesterday is a college student, it is estimated that he lacks legal knowledge, and he has bitten to death until now that we forged evidence and guided a group of fans to brush negative news in the comment area of our company's account."

"If he continues to make such a fuss, public opinion is not very favorable to us, and follow-up propaganda is easy to be hacked."

"Didn't send him a complaint?" Yan Shang took the tablet, first confirmed the itinerary, and then swiped the screen to view the comment area of "Chopping Autumn Yin".

"It's online." Secretary Fang clenched his fists, very angry, "The offline documents will have to wait for the court's process, and they will not be sent to him this afternoon at the earliest." ”

"But the direction of the Internet wind waits for no one, public opinion is changing rapidly, maybe the next minute will be taken to what rhythm."

"So what?" Yan Shang handed back the tablet and looked at Secretary Fang indifferently, "What is the plan of the public relations department?" ”

Secretary Fang was at a loss for what he looked at, and hurriedly replied.

"The public relations department now has two plans, one is to privately find this blogger named Cho Qiu Yin to mediate, and there is a police officer as a third party, so it should not be difficult to mediate."

"But it may take some money to calm things down quickly, and overall we are at a loss."

"What about the other one?" Yan Shang was obviously not satisfied.

"Another... We have complete evidence, we can hammer this person to the end, and the operation side said that the black heat is also hot, as long as you don't care about the scolding of a small number of netizens, you can reverse the impression by waiting for the court to make a judgment. ”

Yan Shang raised his hand and tapped twice on the table, and asked in a deep voice: "You can't think of a solution that takes into account public opinion and reality?" ”

"Yes, yes," Secretary Fang hesitated.

"Say." Yan Shang ran out patiently.

Secretary Fang was full of excitement, and hurriedly explained: "The original picture that was stolen is from Artist Zero, and it is the big man in the painting industry who asked you for cooperation last time. ”

"If the painter can explain to the fans, public opinion can turn the tables in the blink of an eye."

Without waiting for Yan Shang to ask again, he added with a wry smile: "But the problem is that the artist has made his debut for nearly ten years, and he has not spoken out in any public place, and the industry basically knows that he has hacker friends behind him to help hide information, and we can't even find a real person." ”

His voice hadn't quite landed yet.

The tablet in his hand sent out a message prompt one after another.

"Sorry boss." Secretary Fang smiled awkwardly and turned on the screen to adjust the mute mode.

After glancing at the text of the message push, he was caught off guard and exclaimed.

"Boss!"

“… What's wrong with it? "What a surprise.

Yan Shang began to think about whether to change to a secretary who was stable and focused.

"Painter Zero! The big guy has opened Weibo! also posted a dynamic irony and slashing autumn groan! Secretary Fang didn't know that he was almost unable to protect his job, and he was so excited that he almost jumped up.

Yan Shang doesn't chase stars, nor does he chase painters, so it's hard to empathize with his reaction.

Wen Yan just raised his eyebrows calmly, and asked rhetorically: "Didn't you say that he didn't speak out?" ”

"Ahem... That one... It may be that the big guy saw our Yan's sincerity and sincerely cooperated. Secretary Fang hugged the tablet and bowed slightly, "Boss, I'll step back first if there's nothing to do, you're busy, you're busy." ”

Yan Shang stared at him and said meaningfully: "Do your job well, and take less job as a lobbyist in the future." ”

"Yes, yes, don't worry." Secretary Fang couldn't wait to take a step back and bow, and approached the door of the office.

The second art team gathered in the conference room of the apartment building.

The team members who stayed up all night with red eyes didn't look good, and few of them returned to the room during the break from work.

They all huddled into small groups of five or six people with the people around them, either defending their rights on Weibo or whispering about the sudden suspension of interns for investigation.

They are all conscientious original workers, and they can maintain the "high level" of cultural people in the environment of Yan's high-paid people.

So even if you are not sure what the truth is, the rumor of "Dong Zirui's leaked sketches" has already spread, and most people who are not familiar with him are a little shameless.

And Jiang Lei sat at the head of the conference table with a dark and calm face, and his eyes were frighteningly bloodshot.

He didn't quite believe that the little brother who drank milk tea and painted all day long and kept yelling at the big guy would do that kind of immoral thing.

Dong Zirui nestled on the bed, staring at the suspension notification message on his mobile phone, more dazed than the team members in the conference room.

"Ding-dong." The chime pulled his attention back.

Boss Jiang: Xiao Rui, do you have a clue about the mailbox?

Milk Tea Xiaorui: No... Boss, I really don't know why that blogger had my email password.

Milk Tea Xiaorui: Can the technical department find out how he logged in?

Boss Jiang: I won't tell you the truth, the email address was not investigated by the company, but was sent by the big guy directly with evidence.

Jiang Lei knocked and tapped, deleted the text, and slowed down his voice to send a voice.

"Now the public opinion situation is not very good, if you can't come up with any valid proof today, explain clearly why your email was logged in in a different place, it is estimated that you will be persuaded to quit before the internship period ends."

He's very serious, and obviously still trusts himself.

Dong Zirui's eyes were a little sour, he pursed his lips and was silent for a while, then made up his mind to quit WeChat and switch to another account.

Meow: Are you there, big guy?

Meow: [Cat Probe .jpg]

He stared at the dynamic cats in a daze, and suddenly a burst of cheers erupted in the direction of the conference room.

I vaguely heard the words "Weibo" and "big guy", and quickly cut back WeChat.

Jiang Lei: [Link-Weibo homepage]

Jiang Lei: Your luck is really good, the big guy directly posted on Weibo.

Jiang Lei: Now that public opinion has reversed, it is estimated that the company can let you stay in the group until the results of the investigation come out.

…

Lin Qin didn't see his news until he got out of class early after self-study.

L：1

Opposite seconds back.

Milk Tea Xiaorui: Big guy!! I saw that you were stolen and asked what the situation was, but I just saw you open Weibo! Shouldn't it be a big deal, right?

L: Well, trivial.

Lin Qin didn't think much about it, and was about to click on Weibo, but he didn't expect to click on the other party's avatar and see a few thumbnails in the circle of friends.

It is Dong Zirui's most recent paintings.

She zoomed in and took a closer look, then returned to the dialog box.

L: Have you submitted your contribution to "Unbounded"?

Meow: No, I don't dare to compare QAQ with the big guys

L：？

L: Isn't it pretty well drawn?

She thought of something, and clicked on Jiang Lei's avatar instead.

L: Did you invite other artists to your team?

Jiang Lei: I have this plan, but we haven't contacted anyone else except you, do you have any recommended friends?

L: [Business Card]

L: He's better suited than me to paint a biochemistry lab, you can ask.

After recommending, Lin Qin sent a screenshot to Dong Zirui.

Meow:????

Meow:!!!!

Meow: Big guy!!!! You're a god!!

Class time was approaching, Lin Qin glanced at the Chinese teacher who walked into the classroom, and put away his mobile phone in a low-key manner.

Dong Zirui's depression was swept away, he rolled a few laps on the bed excitedly, and couldn't help but intercept the chat record and post it on his painter's Weibo.

Milk tea meow yyds: Ahhhh

Fans of the Painter's Circle were still in a state of extreme activity, and it was not long before someone captured the information in his pictures.

Don't eat fish in March: Congratulations to Mr. Meow!! But you forgot the avatar in the mosaic picture [doge]

dotttt: Isn't Mr. Meow's favorite big not @画师ZeroL? Teacher Zero's avatar is also too cute!

Go to my house tonight: Wait, as we all know, Mr. Meow likes big = zero painters, and Mr. Meow's favorite company = Yan's... I seem to have found something amazing.

The members of the second group quickly followed the big data to the bottom of this Weibo, and naturally it was also transmitted to the mobile phone of Secretary Fang, a non-staff member.

Secretary Fang was in a meeting, and a message popped up at the top of the screen, so he accidentally clicked on it.

The mobile phone that is projecting the screen instantly enlarges the picture on the screen.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." His back jerked, and he glanced at his boss and immediately withdrew.

Yan Shang, who was sitting nearby, caught a flash of picture information, and his eyebrows tightened slightly.

After the meeting ended, he sat down and looked at Secretary Fang: "The picture just now was sent to me." ”

"Huh?" Secretary Fang didn't react.

Yan Shang twisted his eyebrows and repeated: "The picture you opened just now, send it to me." ”

"Oh oh good boss!"

After receiving it, Yan Shang looked at the original picture and zoomed in to the familiar avatar position.

Black lines on a white background, the outline of the small picture looks like a puppy crawling on the ground, and if you zoom in and look closely, you will find that it is a strangely shaped motor.

He clicked on this image and looked at it countless times, and he knew the direction of each line by heart.

This is... Lin Qin's chat history with others?

"Is there any clearer in this screenshot?" Yan Shang looked up and asked.

Secretary Fang happened to be reading the Weibo and hurriedly sent his mobile phone.

Yan Shang confirmed it several times, and then asked: "This avatar is... Painter zero? ”

"yes." Secretary Fang didn't understand why the boss was suddenly curious about this picture.

Yan Shang: "Is there a contract with zero signatures from the artist?" Show it to me. ”

Secretary Fang was even more at a loss: "Yes, yes, but they are all electronically signed, we can only see the name, and other information is blocked by the background, do you still want to see it?" ”

"Well, bring it to me as soon as possible." Yan Shang got up and returned to the office with a gloomy expression.

Lin Qin is a painter zero? The little girl has just turned eighteen years old, so powerful?

Fortunately, he has a good attitude of cooperation, and I don't know if I can add some points to her.

Secretary Fang is still figuring out what the boss is not satisfied with, and if he hears the love brain in his heart speak, he is afraid that he will be shocked.

"Boss, is there anything wrong with the contract?" Yan Shang was silent at the screen for a long time, and Secretary Fang asked nervously.

"No, let's go down." Party B's signature column is indeed the little girl's big name.

Yan Shang handed him back the tablet.

I wondered if I should ask about it.

But Lin Qin concealed that he cooperated with the company, and he didn't mention a related topic when there was a manuscript theft incident, probably because he didn't want him to know.

No wonder I haven't been energetic in the mornings lately, it turns out that I've stayed up late to paint.

Yan Shang smiled at the corner of his mouth, shook his head slightly, and began to plan to stew some supplements for the little girl, and by the way, he opened the WeChat of the legal department to send a message.

Yan: The matter of the painter's zero stolen manuscript should be dealt with as soon as possible.

…

Wen Yue never imagined that he would create such an invulnerable iron plate in a moment of greed.

His limited knowledge only knows that stealing works is illegal, and as long as there is no evidence, the other party will have nothing to do with him.

But I don't know how far a large company of Yan's size can go.

The complaint and court summons arrived at his home in the afternoon, and he stood behind the door before he could calm down when the doorbell rang again.

It was a package that was urgently delivered in the same city, and Yan's lawyer delivered it personally.

Inside the package was all the printed paper evidence and a USB stick.

"Mr. Wen, should we talk about your creative inspiration first, or how did you get the email password of our employees?"

College students who have never been in the world respond to the call on the Internet, but in reality they are paper tigers that can be broken at the first poke.

Without waiting for the lawyer to say anything more about coercion and temptation, Wen Yue shook things out one by one with his own legs.

When Lin Qin got out of school, this Internet farce had come to an end.

Cho Qiuyin publicly apologized and lay down to ridicule.

Yan Shinian is still a student, and criminal responsibility will not be pursued.

The painter gained tens of millions of fans in one day, and there was a faint reputation for promoting his peers.

"Qinqin." Yan Shang lowered the window and beckoned to her.

"Uncle Yan." Lin Qin was completely accustomed to him being his driver, nodded as usual, and sat in the co-pilot.

"Have you finished the soup at noon?" Yan Shang seemed to be in a good mood, and his eyebrows and eyes were smiling with a soft temperament.

Lin Qin remembered most of the pork rib soup that had entered Tian Xin's stomach, and nodded with a clear conscience.

"If you like it, how about making angelica beef soup for you tomorrow?"

“……”

Is there a possibility that she is only menstrual and not pregnant or something.

Lin Qin leaned into the seat and turned his head to look at the man unhurriedly.

"Uncle Yan."

"Huh? Dislike? ”

Lin Qin looked at his retouched side face line, licked the soft flesh on the inside of his lower lip, and restrained his tone of ready to mock.

said lightly: "If I'm not mistaken, I'm only eighteen years old, so I don't have to make up for it so hard." ”

Yan Shang's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

There was an eerily quiet in the carriage for half a minute.

Lin Qin turned his head casually, not taking this episode seriously.

Yan Shang glanced at her from time to time in the rearview mirror, and only whispered when he was almost home.

"Qinqin, then tell me directly what you want to eat."

"Uncle will do it for you.".

"Okay?"