Rebirth of the Routine King

Just as Dong Xiaojie left, Wen Shuyao came.

"You should have received the news, right? Several subsidiaries have been reorganized for various reasons."

Wang Yan nodded.

Wen Shuyao walked to Wang Yan and sat down, and continued: "Not only the subsidiaries, but also many agent factories also called just now, saying that they had received an order that they could not disobey and had to shut down Wuwumei's production line."

Wang Yan smiled bitterly: "What a great job! No room left at all."

Wen Shuyao said angrily: "You are the one who is the best! If you didn't press forward step by step, would this happen?"

After the Qianlong Internet incident broke out, Wen Shuyao held an emergency group meeting.

At the meeting, more than 90% of the executives felt that the fermentation of public opinion should be stopped in time. The energy of the people behind Qianlong was still one of them.

The most important thing is that they believe that the ultimate goal of running a business is to make money, rather than going around doing good deeds like knights.

Even if you are acting chivalrously, you must act according to your ability. If the crisis is fundamental, you must stop it in time!

Wang Yan readily accepted everyone's suggestions and then chose to go his own way.

...

Wang Yan waved his hand: "There is no point in talking about this anymore. When you were in the United States, did you ever hear about similar corporate difficulties?"

Wen Shuyao shook his head: "The entrepreneurial environment there is very relaxed, and the government usually provides a lot of support. If you dare to intervene so blatantly, you will sue them and make them doubt your life."

Wang Yan smiled and said: "If I go to appeal, what do you think the winning rate is?"

"It's zero."

Wang Yan chuckled and said: "With your words of encouragement, I am suddenly full of strength. Go hurry! Otherwise, I will use my strength on you."

Wen Shuyao rolled her eyes at him and said slowly: "Things have reached such a stalemate, we must persevere! This is the first time I have seen the power of public opinion being so powerful! Maybe there will be a miracle in the end."

Wang Yan sighed: "I hope so!"

Wen Shuyao continued: "The impact of the real estate company's suspension of work is not big, but the impact on Wuwumei may be much more serious than imagined! I will now convene a meeting with Wuwumei's senior management to try to reduce the loss to lowest."

She had just taken two steps when she heard Wang Yan whisper from behind: "Thank you Shuyao."

Wen Shuyao stopped, with a smile in her eyes, then turned around and walked to Wang Yan, pressed a kiss on his forehead, and said softly: "I have been in the mall for so long, and this is the first time I heard you call me that. ."

Hearing this, Wang Yan didn't know what he felt in his heart. He nodded and said, "Then I will call you like this more often."

Wen Shuyao smiled and asked, "Do you know why I am willing to rely on you wholeheartedly?"

"Maybe it's because I'm handsome?"

Wen Shuyao shook his head: "You would rather give up everything for a little girl to seek justice for her. I think that by following you, I will not end up badly."

Wang Yan put a hand on his forehead and waved his hand to tell her to get out of here.

...

Finally no one interrupted him. Wang Yan took out his cell phone and flipped through his address book for a long time.

You can easily find notes about this director, that director, and similar officials.

After staying on Chu Zhongqing's note for two seconds, Wang Yan turned over and walked away.

After seeing Pei Niao's note, I stared at it for another five seconds and then flipped it away.

Maybe because he is used to poverty, he has always believed that asking for others is better than asking for yourself. Chu Zhongqing's energy will naturally not be able to deal with such a big matter. As for Pei Niao, if she is willing to ask her grandfather to come forward, the No. 1 leader will be his student. Maybe there is still a chance for reconciliation.

But he would definitely make concessions on the Qianlong incident, so he was not prepared to ask for help from anyone.

There are all kinds of sufferings in this world, the only way to overcome them is by yourself!

Finally, his eyes stopped on Hou Zhengyong’s notes.

After a few rings, the phone was connected, but Feng Yubo's voice came from the other end.

"Wang Yan, teacher, he is in a meeting!"

Wang Yan pretended to be casual and said: "Mayor Hou has been very busy these two days! I'm going to have a meal with him. I don't know if I have time in the evening."

Feng Yubo lowered his voice and said: "Today's action against your company is not known to the city. It is an order directly issued by the province. The teacher has just told me. After the meeting, I will go to the relevant departments to mediate and try to get people first." Let it go. As for suspending business for rectification, I'm afraid the teacher can't do anything about it."

Wang Yan said quickly: "I'm very grateful to be able to fish the person out. Everything else is fine. I... can handle it myself."

Feng Yubo sighed: "Wang Yan, when things have reached this point, I don't know what to say. All I can tell you is that the teacher has always been by your side. Yesterday he...he personally spoke at the meeting By acknowledging your actions...he put his life on the line."

Hearing this, Wang Yan's inner emotions collapsed instantly!

The news brought by Qi Ming failed to move him, and a lot of bad news from Liu Jianan, Ma Chengren, Wu Jingxuan...etc. still failed to move him.

The worst news about this is just a loss of money. Wang Yan lacks everything except ways to make money.

But when I heard Hou Zhengyong, a small deputy mayor, in a meeting where big bosses gathered, with a pair of surprised eyes, regardless of the pressure of leader No. 1, and tried his best to clear his name against all opinions, what kind of scholar's behavior The aspirational feeling of knowing someone to die makes all his pretense instantly shattered!

yes!

Although in the eyes of others, Wang Yan is a monster who makes money, he is also a person with feelings!

He can laugh and cry, be grateful and feel aggrieved!

He just wanted to vent his anger for Tujima!

He just wants to seek justice for the girls who have been violated by Qianlong!

He just wants to eliminate a cancer for the mall!

He just wants to be a citizen with a sense of justice in the new era!

Why is it so fucking difficult?

Officials took turns calling him to persuade him, his friends were also trying to persuade him, and the senior executives of the group also collectively advised him...

But he still didn't waver!

He doesn't believe that only nameless netizens on the Internet support him. He doesn't believe that there are so few people with conscience and courage to stand up!

And now, Hou Zhengyong has stepped forward!

He was like a brave warrior who dared to face death and walked to his side with a smile.

At this moment, Wang Yan no longer felt lonely.

His spiritual world, which cannot be described by outsiders, has also become extremely rich!

At this moment, his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly, his lips were moving uncontrollably, and his eyes were already sparkling!

Without saying another word, he hung up the phone.

He is afraid that others will glimpse his truest emotions.

This Hou Zhengyong has finally boarded my pirate ship!

Hahaha!

Wang Yan was smiling and tears were falling.

"Wang Yan?"

When he heard someone calling him, Wang Yan turned around suddenly and saw Yang Fuyi, whose eyes were as deep as an ancient pool.

Wang Yan quickly wiped away his tears and asked with a smile: "When did you come here?"

"I came when you were on the phone. Seeing that you were busy, I didn't call you."

"Oh, actually, it's okay to call me..."

Yang Fuyi looked at Wang Yan and said after a while: "Feel aggrieved?"

Wang Yan knew her character, let alone crying in front of her, even if he took off his pants and took a shower, she would probably turn a blind eye.

Just like that time when Xiao Hu was in danger, when I was bandaging her wounds, she obviously didn't need to take off the underwear, but she took it off anyway!

She is obviously naked, but yet she gives off a calm and leisurely look as if she is wearing a down jacket.

Therefore, there is no need to deliberately explain and pretend in front of her.

Then he smiled freely: "There is nothing to feel wronged about. When I heard that Hou Zhengyong risked being laid off to clear my name, I couldn't help myself."

Yang Fuyi took out a piece of paper and handed it to Wang Yan.

Although the tears were gone, Wang Yan still took it and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Yang Fuyi said calmly: "I'm not asking you to wipe your tears. Wipe the lip marks on your forehead."

Wang Yan's expression suddenly froze. While secretly cursing Wen Shuyao, he quickly wiped his forehead.

As I said just now, Yang Fuyi is like a fairy who doesn't care about the world. It's really difficult for her to cause emotional fluctuations.

Just like the ultimate gossip that Song Zhiwen was not here but Wang Yan had a lip mark on her forehead, it did not arouse her to gossip.

Wang Yan also changed the topic in time: "Have you heard about the changes in the group?"

Yang Fuyi nodded: "I'm just here to ask you if they are interested in Wuwei Technology."

Wang Yan shook his head: "IT companies are different from industries, and Wuwei Technology is registered in Yanjing and is under the control of the Yanjing Ministry of Industry and Information Technology. The mall cannot reach in."

Yang Fuyi asked meaningfully: "Have you thought of this step for a long time?"

Wang Yan said helplessly: "You think I'm too good! When I registered, the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology was not yet mature. I was afraid of trouble, so I registered directly in Yanjing."

"What are you going to do next? Will you compromise?"

Wang Yan asked back: "Do you think I will compromise?"

Yang Fuyi shook his head: "I don't know. You have already suffered so much loss. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

Wang Yan smiled and said: "I have already suffered so much loss, why don't I persevere?"

"But you cried."

Wang Yan was speechless.

Yang Fuyi was not complacent at all because he made Wang Yan speechless. He continued: "You once asked me: Is it worth putting all your energy and youth into environmental protection? I replied at that time

The thing is: everyone who comes to this world has a mission. And this

It is my mission and part of my life.”

As she spoke, she stared into Wang Yan's eyes and said, "Maybe this is your mission! I'm glad you didn't give up halfway."

Wang Yan said sincerely: "Fuyi, if you are not going to do programming anymore, you can try giving lectures at universities. Those confused college students really need your education."

Yang Fuyi rolled his eyes at him: "Glib tongue."

"What's going on online now?"

Yang Fuyi replied: "The popularity is still rising, but many celebrities have stopped reposting comments, and many official organizations have begun to question this incident, saying that we deliberately created a gimmick in order to compete for traffic."

Wang Yan looked a little serious: "Is there any more?"

"Also, the Mall Morning News published a message saying that Tujima is your relative, and that you deliberately exaggerated and used traffic tilt in order to make the murderer severely punished. This message attracted a lot of attention. In order to I didn’t deliberately suppress it so that others wouldn’t take advantage of it.”

Wang Yan nodded: "You did the right thing. There is no need to suppress people. Right and wrong are up to the people. The focus now is on Qianlong, and they just want to distract some attention! Is there any movement in Xinhua Society?"

Yang Fuyi shook his head: "No, but two more Guozi units have settled in. They only released some regular information and did not comment on this hot event."

Wang Yan lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Yang Fuyi asked softly: "Wang Yan, are you sure?"

Wang Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Yang Fuyi stood up from the sofa, walked to Wang Yan and said: "When I was very young, my name was not Fuyi. After my father changed my name, I became very lucky. Give me a hug, I hope I can Sending some blessings to you."

Wang Yan stood up with a smile: "I like it best when people take advantage of me under the guise of superstition. If I hug you tighter, you will have more blessings, right?"

Yang Fuyi said with a faint smile: "Is the lip mark on your forehead also a way of conveying blessings?"

Wang Yan coughed twice: "This was left by small mosquitoes two days ago, and I haven't been willing to wash it off."

Yang Fuyi did not expose his lies and gave him a gentle hug.

At this moment, the office door happened to open, and Dong Xiaojie walked in with a serious face.

After just one glance, the little secretary quickly covered her eyes and quietly backed out.

"Come back here!"

Wang Yan drank quickly.

This is not a joke!

He and Yang Fuyi are innocent. Even if Dong Xiaojie doesn't spread the word, he must explain clearly.

Dong Xiaojie's face turned red with embarrassment and she quickly said: "Wang Yan, I didn't see anything just now."

"I didn't see anything! It's not what you thought at all! Fuyi is giving me blessings! Come on, give me a hug, maybe I'll be promoted to the boss next year!"

Yang Fuyi was too lazy to pay attention to these two people. She had a clear conscience and no need to explain anything, so she walked out without saying a word.

Faced with Yang Fuyi's disregard, Wang Yan was a little embarrassed: "It's really not what you think. Don't you still know the relationship between Fuyi and me? She was really transmitting blessings to me just now! She said it herself Yes, anyone who has embraced her will be very blessed.

Boss, isn’t there really nothing I can do about this? So, I just...just gave it a try."

Dong Xiaojie said quickly: "Of course I believe you! You and Mosquito have such a good relationship, how could you... betray her?"

Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's best if you think so, otherwise you should decide which foot to step in tomorrow!"

Dong Xiaojie stared at Wang Yan and said: "Wang Yan, the red thing on your forehead...is it lipstick?"

Wang Yan secretly scolded Wen Shuyao again, and scolded with a serious look on his face: "What lipstick? This is the tomato juice that splashed on my forehead during lunch!"

I’m not talking about you, Dong Xiaojie, what’s going on in your head? It’s a bunch of messy stuff!”

Dong Xiaojie stuck out her tongue, her blushing face returned to normal.

In order to stop this girl from having random thoughts, Wang Yan thought of a good way.

Seeing him smiling, he said: "Fuyi has just passed on his blessing to me. I see that you have not been in good spirits these past two days, so be it! Let's hug each other, and I can pass on some of this blessing to you. Maybe

I will transform into the European Emperor tomorrow!"

Dong Xiaojie looked dull. At this time, she had two questions in her mind. The first one: What is Ou Huang?

Second: Has the boss been stimulated by the repeated blows? Does he believe in such superstitious things?

Wang Yan didn't care so much, he opened his hands and gave the little secretary a big hug.

However, fate is such a coincidence!

Wang Weihang, who was still alive, just opened the door at this moment. Before Wang Yan could shout out, he just stood there stunned!

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