One Can’t Judge by Appearance

That night, Yuan Yi had a dream when the sun suddenly fell from the sky, turning into a huge orange and smashing his face all over his head.

"Second brother," Yuan Bo put down his knife and fork at the table, "Did you sleep well last night?" His face was so stinky, it seemed that someone owed him eighteen million.

"It's okay," Yuan Yi held the milk cup and looked down at the poached eggs on the plate. Thinking of the dream he had at night, his whole face collapsed. He suddenly had a psychological shadow over the food like poached eggs.

That woman named Yan Xi is poisonous.

Yuan Bo wiped his mouth and said, "I heard that the Song family's Du Miao Miao has returned from abroad. Recently, I seem to want to re-enter the circle?"

"I'm not familiar with him, it's useless to ask me," Yuan Yi put down his chopsticks and said blankly. "When did you worry about other people's meddling?"

"He was in a class when he was in high school. I didn't ask who did you ask?" Yuan Bo saw that he still looked like he didn't want to say more, and got up from the dining chair. Which woman would marry you."

"Who is rare," Yuan Yi drank the milk. "Whoever loves it will be knotted."

"Okay, I won't talk about these things with you," Yuan Bo's tone became serious. "The Song family kid returned from studying abroad, and the Song family intends to train him. This person has several means to do things, so you have to pay more attention."

Yuan Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled casually: "He has been abroad for so many years, so can he switch to the domestic game?"

This is not like a few decades ago, coming back from abroad is like plating gold. Now, what you do depends on your ability. No matter how long you stay abroad, you don’t understand the domestic market and you are all blind.

Seeing that he knew it, Yuan Bo picked up his coat, "You eat slowly, I'll take a step first."

The dining room became quiet, Yuan Yi cursed in a low voice while looking at the poached eggs being jumbled on the plate. After eating breakfast, he walked out of the house and looked up at the morning sun in the sky. It looked like a poached egg, it was obviously a candy-hearted egg.

"I really have a brain disease!"

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong with your feet?" Chen Pei saw that Yan Xi was walking a little weird, and even the high heels he usually wore were replaced with flat ones. "Twisted?" Could it be that he was injured when he helped the police chase the guardian yesterday?

"Suffering a little bit," Yan Xi walked to the studio and sat down. The table covered her lower body. Even if she didn't wear shoes, the audience couldn't see it. "Sister Chen, start recording."

Chen Pei nodded.

After watching the footage captured by Zhao Peng yesterday, Chen Pei decided to broadcast this issue immediately, and the previously prepared programs were placed in the back row. Although the recording time is a bit tight now, I have to work overtime tonight to catch up with the broadcast tomorrow night.

In the end, the program team worked overtime until 11 o’clock in the evening for this program. Yan Xi held up an iced coffee and watched the edited film with great energy. Originally, she didn’t need her host to do these things, but in the group With just these people, she was worried that the effect of the post-editing was not perfect, so she would watch it first when the film came out.

"This effect is pretty good," she looked at the timid appearance of the child in the camera, feeling a little uncomfortable, and reluctantly raised her spirit to joking: "Brother Zhao captured the scene very well."

Zhao Peng's shooting ability is very strong, and his skills are not as superb as a photographer on a small TV station.

"Everyone has worked hard tonight," Chen Pei saw that everyone's faces were tired, "I invite you to dinner next time."

"Sister Chen is polite," Xiao Yang, a newcomer in the late period, is an intern, and she still has a passion for the society in her bones. "This program is broadcast. If the child's living environment can be improved, I will spend two or three more times. All night."

Chen Pei smiled bitterly. The TV station's exposure can only improve the child's life for a while. They can't guarantee what will happen in the future.

"It's not early, everyone goes back to rest." She waved her hand, "Be careful on the road."

Yan Xi noticed that Chen Pei's eyes were a bit tired, not because of the tiredness of staying up too long, but because of the inability to change some reality. She stepped forward and patted Chen Pei on the shoulder, "Sister Chen, we can help as soon as we can."

Sometimes even if you can't help him for a lifetime, it's good to be able to help him for a while.

Today, Yan Xi did not drive out. Father Song arranged for a driver to pick her up. When he walked out of the TV station's gate, the driver had been waiting for nearly half an hour.

"I'm sorry, it's too late to work overtime," Yan Xi smiled apologetically to the driver, "I have delayed your rest."

"You are too polite." The driver didn't expect the daughter held by the boss to be so polite, but he was a little embarrassed.

When the car stopped at an intersection, Yan Xi saw the red light for more than a hundred seconds before opening the window to breathe. However, the air quality in the imperial capital was not much fresher outside the car than in the car, she just wanted to wake up her mind by blowing the night breeze.

The one that parked in the next lane was a black Bentley for one year. Yan Xi yawned. There are so many rich people in the Imperial Capital. Luxury cars are like no money. You can see them everywhere.

Looking at the gray outside, Yan Xi closed the car window and lowered his head to play with the phone.

The rear window of the Bentley on the right slowly opened, and a handsome man in a white shirt with gold-rimmed eyes glanced out casually.

"Mr. Song, do you really need to buy a bottle of anti-drinking medicine?" The driver who was driving was a little worried about the man in the back seat.

"No need," Song Chao pulled on his tie, the alcohol on his face was not gone, "Go straight back."

The big discus in the domestic market is more difficult to chew than he thought. The old foxes of Vanity Fair are better than the others. He has only seen a lot in less than half a month after returning to China.

When he went abroad seven years ago, the domestic market hadn't been so prosperous, and even the Internet hadn't been so developed. In the past few years, the domestic economy is like boiling water with a raging fire, and it has almost turned upside down.

He has been an excellent character since he was a child, and it makes no sense that he can't play the domestic market now. Having lived for twenty-seven years, what he wanted to accomplish has never failed.

Thinking of the fact that after returning to China this time, someone compared him with the original second child, he felt nauseous in his heart. Except that Yuan Yi's family background is more prominent than him, what else would Yuan Yi compare with him?

The traffic lights alternated and the car set off. Song Chao looked at the unchanged street lights on both sides of the road and slowly closed his eyes.

After the broadcast of the program about children being abused by their parents on the Eighth Radio Television, it quickly attracted the attention of some viewers. Many enthusiastic viewers called the station to ask about the children's current situation.

Originally, this incident would only throw a little splash in the local audience, but the video of this episode of Emperor Eight Channel was posted on the Internet by somebody, and it immediately attracted the attention of many netizens.

The hostess heard the cry of the child and knocked on the door repeatedly and no one responded. Finally, the police broke the door violently.

The child was covered in bruises, the urgency of drinking water and eating, and the dirty face. The medical examination report of the hospital all proved how bad the child's living environment was. The father who is addicted to gambling and the mother who can't see anyone in two days, the child is just a dispensable vent tool for them.

In the eyes of superb netizens, there is no secret.

It turned out that his father was not only addicted to alcohol and gambling, but also a thief who broke into the house. Now he has been detained by the police. His mother has long been out of sight. It is said that he is not doing serious work.

Netizen A: The child is too pitiful. Fortunately, the hostess insisted on calling the police, otherwise the child might be starved to death at home. Which station is this show from? The host looks pretty good, a bit like the heroine in "Mountain Lily".

Netizen B: Upstairs is the drama of the heroine crying from the first episode to the last episode? Where does this hostess look like? The heroine who knows how to cry can take off her shoes and help the police catch bad guys? Give me a break! This hostess has a good heart, and she has a beautiful face and a beautiful heart.

Some netizens noticed the hostess through the video, but everyone's main attention was still on the injured child.

Because the public opinion on the Internet is too loud, the locals are more cautious in handling children's affairs. In the end, the father of the child was sentenced to three years in prison for burglary, illegal gambling, and child abuse. The mother of the child was sentenced to one year in prison for child abuse and illegal **** trafficking.

The children were sent to a welfare institution with very good conditions. Many enthusiastic netizens donated money, clothing and toys to the orphanage, benefiting many orphans in the orphanage.

Because of this incident, the Imperial Capital Batai was again commended by superiors. When Yan Xi went to the orphanage to do a follow-up report, he was relieved to see that the child had grown a lot of meat and his wounds healed.

"Sister." When the shooting was about to end, the child ran over to save Yan Xi's thigh, with a touch of closeness on his face.

Yan Xi knelt down and looked at the child and smiled at him.

The child didn't speak very sharply, and he stammered upside down, saying that he had a bowl of rice at noon. He ate it by himself and washed his hands by himself.

"Awesome," Yan Xi said with a look of admiration, "Songsong can do so many things alone."

Seeing the proud and happy expression on the child's face, Yan Xi softened and reached out and hugged him.

I hope that this child will be able to live a smooth life in the future, with someone caring, someone loving, and never going hungry or being abused.

After the teacher brought Songsong back to the room for a nap, Yan Xi bid farewell to the dean. The dean took Yan Xi all the way to the entrance of the orphanage: "Ms. Yan, please rest assured that our orphanage will treat every child well. They are loved as their own children."

"Let the dean bother." Yan Xi solemnly thanked the dean.

"This is what we should do." The dean has gray hair and smiles like the most kind and gentle grandmother. "The whole hospital welcomes you media workers to visit every child here at any time."

Yan Xi smiled and turned to leave. At this time, a row of bread convoys approached the entrance of the orphanage, and when she saw it, she gave way to the side.

"This is a material sent by a kindhearted person named Yuan Yi, with everything for food, clothing, and one million cheques," the dean's voice was full of gratitude, "Reporter Yan, if you know this Mr. Yuan Yi, please help us to say thank you."

Yuan Yi...

Yan Xi suddenly thought of a question, what is Yuan Xiaoer's name?