Gossip King

"Why are you telling Mu Xiao Leng about this?" Gao Leng asked. He and Jian Xiaodan no longer need to say anything tactfully, just say anything, Gao Leng said with a cold face: "I feel disgusted with your intervention in me. Personal feelings."

Jian Xiaodan's heart ached, but she couldn't see any loss on her face, especially when Gao Leng looked directly at her.

She even smiled.

"This is not your personal feelings, it has something to do with the group. As your group secretary, it is necessary for me to remind Mu Xiaolong. This is also the reminder of Mr. Lu that I only talked to Mu Xiaolong."

Gao Leng looked slightly startled. Mr. Lu had previously reminded himself that Mu Zhengtang might have a negative impact. It seems that it is reasonable for him to remind Jian Xiaodan.

"What if someone set up a high-powered lens on the opposite floor of the court to capture a photo of you holding hands with Mu Xiaoling, or you entered the court with your arms around Mu Xiaoling?"

Jian Xiaoshan pointed his finger at several buildings near the courthouse: "You have been a paparazzi. You should know that this distance is enough to take high-definition photos. You have also made unannounced visits. You should know how many people hate now. You are in your bones, and what you are shooting now is "Jianguo Diye", you and Mu Xiaoling will hold hands at any time to be photographed without major incidents, but Mu Zhengtang alone was sentenced to this day, no, this day is too sensitive It’s sensitive enough to make people catch a painful hand. Mr. Lu said that it’s best for business to avoid politics. Mu Zhengtang’s corruption is politics, and "Jianguo Diye" is also a political film, so you have to be careful."

His words were cold and speechless.

Liangzi, who had made an unannounced visit, did not know on which day it would explode. Today's Gao Leng is very powerful. They can't chop a hand or personally threaten them like other unannounced reporters. After all, the East Gang is holding it there.

But Mu Zhengtang was different. This was a weakness, a weakness that those who had offended him could only dream of. He and Mu Xiao Leng are no longer pure relationships, because of Mu Zhengtang's corruption, this relationship is related to the profitability of Starlight Group.

Lu Yajun and Jian Xiaoshan's judgments are rational.

"The court's decision has not been made public. We can deal with it if it is made public. But if someone makes a fuss about this and photographs you entering the court with your arms around, the foreign media may say you interfered once your identity is reported. Judgment. Besides, we also mobilized a lot of contacts to help Mu Zhengtang accommodate, if we really check it..." Jian Xiaoli will stop there.

Inquired from the court of Mu Zhengtang’s verdict, finding acquaintances to accommodate Mu Zhengtang’s conditions in the detention center, etc.

It's okay if you don't check these things. Everyone does this. Once they are checked, they are really hyped up, and it will be broken.

“It’s just a judgment in the court. It’s more than an hour. As long as you don’t take photos of you entering the court together, we can mediate if they take photos on other occasions. If we look into the photos further, it will be difficult for us to argue."

Jian Xiaodan wanted to say something, Gao Leng reached out his hand to block her next words.

He didn't need to teach him simply. He knew in his heart that the court was very sensitive. He did use a lot of contacts to provide accommodation to Mu Zhengtang. Although they were all small accommodations, he could find out the verdict in advance. Too many people are involved in this.

Mu Xiao Leng alone can't make big waves in public opinion, but if you add high cold, it will be easy to hype.

Well-known unannounced reporters are the son-in-laws of corrupt officials, and this headline alone is enough to cause a sensation.

"Wait for the verdict, and the official media will report it. I must resolve this matter." Gao Leng raised his eyes and looked at the side door of the tightly closed court: "I must dismantle this bomb, and sooner The better."

"The official report has been reported, and the verdict has been formally issued. Mu Zhengtang has also broken the law. This matter can be handled. Before that, everything should be careful." Jian Xiaoshan also looked at the side door of the court, and she smiled slightly: "Human strength is forced out."

No one is born strong.

Just like the thick calluses on an old farmer's hand, his hands are not born with calluses, but only after a little bit of wounds leave layers of nicks on the tender hands, the calluses are as thick as iron.

"However, you just wanted to hide from me..." Gao Leng looked at Jian Xiaoshan and couldn't help saying.

"By the way, how did you know it was me? You shouldn't be able to tell anything from my facial expressions. If I want to hide one thing, I can definitely hide it from facial expressions." Jian Xiaodan To be sure, confident.

"As long as I want to, no one can see my true emotions, sadness, happiness or other, I can hide it."

"Really?" Gao Leng was a little unbelievable and a little convinced, after all, he had just seen it.

"Of course, this is one of my skills, my master skills." Jian Xiaodan smiled lightly, as if he was proud, and seemed to hide the others.

This is indeed a simple mastering skill, for a long time in the past, she has relied on this to eat a hot meal.

...

Orphanage, Tuesday.

After knowing that Zhao’s father would bring herself home for the weekend this Friday, the smart Jian Xiaodan seemed to have a good idea. Now she is no longer the beloved baby in the family. There are a bunch of babies here, if you don’t Learn to please, and you will never get the opportunity to go out.

Small enough to go out to eat candy, large enough to be adopted.

"If Father Zhao comes here in a while, you must act like you miss him very much, you know?" a good friend reminded.

"Yeah." Jian Xiaodan nodded, she was a little worried: "But I don't think about him very much."

"You have to act like you really miss him, so you can treat him as a playground. Do you want to go to the playground?" a good friend asked.

Jian Xiaodan shook her head. After she suddenly lowered her head for a moment, she nodded again: "I know, I will think of him as the person I miss."

After a long Tuesday, it finally came to ten in the evening, and Zhao's father came here again as a volunteer after work.

"Zhao...Papa Zhao." Jian Xiaodan rushed over, and at the same time several children rushed over together. Don't underestimate the children's world, the competition is fierce.

The kid who was taken out by Dad Zhao last time showed off all day, and when he went to bed at night, he talked loudly: Dad Zhao’s house is big, you see, this is the doll he bought me, and he bought it for me. For chocolate, by the way, we went to the amusement park to play together. Many relatives came to their home and they brought me a lot of new clothes!

"Dad Zhao, I miss you so much!"

"I miss you too, Dad Zhao!"

"I miss you most, Dad Zhao!"

Almost all of them, a group of children surrounded Mr. Zhao, surrounded him by blurting out "I miss you". Jian Xiao simply froze in place and at a loss.

It is said that the children in the orphanage are the most sensible and grateful. If you go there once, you will experience it again after you bring a gift. Every child here is so well-behaved, and every time you see you, they will call you kindly. Uncle, call your aunt. Will pour you water, beat your back, and perform shows for you.

Will tell you affectionately the next time you come: I miss you.

And behind this, what is hidden is competition, competition for poor resources.

"Xiao Shan, do you miss me?" Father Zhao asked, looking at Jian Xiao Shan who was standing outside the crowd without saying a word.

Jian Xiaoshan raised his head, moved his mouth but was speechless.

"Think of him as an amusement park, a lollipop, or whatever you want, and you can say it." A good friend's reminder echoed in my ears.

Two lines of tears slipped off Jian Xiaodan’s face. She nodded gently, controlled her emotions, and said softly, "I want to..."

I miss you so much, Mom, I don't want to be locked up here, I miss you so much, Mom, Jian Xiaodan thought, plunged into Mr. Zhao's arms: "I miss you, Dad Zhao."