When Song Qingyu got the news, she happened to be rushing upstairs to the hospital.

Today is the day when Xu Qingran had amputation surgery, and the hospital asked her to sign the consent form for surgery while Xu Qingran was sober.

When it was time for today's official operation, she had to see Song Qingyu to be willing to operate.

Song Qingyu received a call from the hospital early in the morning, and when she was about to arrive at the entrance of the hospital, Fu Bei suddenly stopped on the side of the road with a brake.

Song Qingyu's body shook for a moment, the mobile phone in her hand fell, she bent down to pick it up, and looked up at Fu Bei in the driver's seat: "What's wrong?"

Fu Bei stared at the distance not far away, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "There are reporters."

Song Qingyu turned her head and glanced out of the car window when she heard the sound.

The entrance to the hospital was blocked by water, and there were reporters with cameras everywhere, as well as media broadcasting live.

If Fu Bei's car was driving a kilometer inside, it was estimated that it would be blocked by this group of people.

Song Qingyu's eyes darkened, and she dialed the phone: "Check what is going on with these reporters at the entrance of the first person's famous hospital."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyu half-closed her eyes and looked indifferent.

Fu Bei glanced in the rearview mirror, then looked up at the large crowd in front of him, and stayed in the car with Song Qingyu waiting.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang again.

Song Qingyu's white fingertips swiped on the screen and opened the public.

After the phone was connected, the other side quickly said: "Someone anonymously submitted to the famous big V in the early hours of this morning, and now it has exploded on the Internet, and the other ......"

"Say."

"I just learned the news that someone reported the construction site of you and Jiang Zongcheng."

Reporting this matter can be big or small, and a few people can check it out. Heavy ...... The project was permanently suspended, and the person in charge was taken to the police station for investigation.

Fu Bei's eyebrows tightened: "What should I do next, do you want me to investigate who is behind it?"

Song Qingyu rubbed his knuckles and chuckled: "No, I know who it is."

Fu Bei looked at the dusty face through the rearview mirror, a little stunned.

It seems that no matter how big things happen, she will always be able to strategize without the slightest anger.

Unlike their little Mr. Fu, his temper will explode at a moment's notice, and he will never move his mouth when he can do it all day long.

A perfect match.

Fu Bei thought.

Song Qingyu didn't know what Fu Bei was thinking, she only felt that there was a deep meaning in his eyes, so she asked, "What's wrong?" Something on my face? ”

Fu Bei realized that he was out of shape, and for the first time he hurriedly withdrew his eyes, coughed dryly and said, "No, I'm thinking about what you will do next."

Song Qingyu smiled lightly: "Use the way of others to govern others."

At that time, Fu Bei didn't understand the meaning of her words, but he nodded after listening to the words: "I'll drive through the back door."

"No, you don't." Song Qingyu said: "If she wants to die so much, let her die, go to the company."

Fu Bei paused for two seconds and immediately turned the head of the car.

The public opinion that appeared on the Internet, as well as the blockbuster hot search, disappeared without a trace in less than two hours, and as long as someone talked about it on Weibo, the account was immediately suspended.

The situation did not escalate before it subsided.

Fu's top floor.

"Mr. Fu, I have already found out, the news was put by the Ruan family, could it be...... Nguyen Yin Yin? Fu Nan guessed.

"Ruan Yinyin?" Fu Wenzhou stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the scenery downstairs, with a straight posture.

sneered and said: "She doesn't have such a big ability to use so many contacts."

"That's?"