A car was shining in outside the door, and the girl said happily: "My dad is here."

She bowed to Yi Liao and said, "Thank you, Uncle Yi Liao, I'm leaving."

Yidao nodded and said, "Don't give up, you will find in the future that calligraphy itself is actually much more interesting than me."

After sending the small cannon away, the staff wanted to continue to invite Yijie upstairs to attend the ceremony.

Yi Liao thought about it and said politely: "Sorry, this is my private time, I'm waiting for my girlfriend."

After finally sending the staff away, Yi Liao turned around to the monitoring room.

When he pushed the door open, Song Yi and his son's heart almost popped out. They were relieved to see that it was him.

"The person is gone?"

"Let's go." Yi Liao looked around at the office, "Where has she been hiding?"

Su Yumian came out from under the desk that was closest to the wall, tidied her hair, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You are so scared to death."

"Let's get faster, I've been discovered." Yi Jie looked at the watch and it was already nine o'clock. "The second floor is full of children, and the ending time may not be too late. How about it? Are there any progress here?"

Su Yumian lowered her head in disgust and shook it: "Luckily there was a recording, but unfortunately... the recording is not clear and may not be effective."

"No." Song Qingming suddenly interrupted, his eyes shining, and waved to them, "Come on, listen to this."

The video continued to play where it was just broken. In the video, Su Yumian stood up with a tragic face.

"...What you said is 'Stern teacher, the deskmate who stole my rubber, the plastic track where the sun shines on it, and the male classmate wearing a white shirt in the next class', these are my memories, dominating other people's memories, are you so happy?"

Immediately afterwards, although miyuki's voice was not loud, he spoke clearly from the speaker because he often practiced his voice.

——"Many lyricists have written lyrics for me anonymously. Compared with them, your fame is even worse than that of elementary school students."

The camera was on the side, just above her face, and a contemptuous smile happened to be captured on her face.

Su Yumian shook Yi Liao's arm ecstatically: "I have it, I have it, I have it! I will say I am innocent! I really wrote that poem!"

Song Qingming said "Wow" and sighed repeatedly: "This miyuki is the goddess of many classmates in our school. They all say she is gentle and quiet... But her last expression is too scary, right?!"

Song Yi also breathed a sigh of relief: "Now, you can clear the injustice."

Su Yumian was so excited that she wanted to cry: "For this, I haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and I always have nightmares... Ah, now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Yi Liao patted her on the shoulder, and when she saw that her face had regained her spirit, he also smiled.

Song Yi wanted to help her copy the video into her hard drive, but Su Yumian hesitated.

She was very entangled with her hand holding the hard drive, and she expressed guilt: "Brother Yi, I will definitely release this video after I get it."

"Of course."

"The other party's company is very powerful. If they come to take accountability, you will be implicated by me."

"What's there?"

"Because even with this piece of evidence, I'm not sure if I can win. I've deeply felt in the past few days that some netizens can be irrational to the point where they are. I'm afraid..."

Song Yi grabbed the hard drive from her hand and inserted it neatly into the mainframe box, saying, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? I'm a team leader after all, and this right can still be exercised. You have helped my son, and you can even say that I saved him. I must help you. Besides," he paused for a moment before continuing, "Even if you haven't helped me, I can't just watch you be bullied."

He lit a cigarette, let out a long sip, and said plainly: "Born as a human being, you must pay attention to your conscience when doing things."

Song Yi is not a particularly outstanding man. He has no special skills and cannot make a lot of money. When his wife runs away, he pulls his son alone. He works diligently for half his life, just hoping to be worthy of himself and to train Song Qingming into a qualified person.

In fact, in this world, there are many people like Song Yi, most of whom are hiding in a corner of the city. Even if they do not have outstanding achievements, they still use their simplest kindness to illuminate the road of every displaced traveler.

Su Yumian didn't know how to describe them for a moment. They were not great, but they were very great.

In the end, Wan Qian sighed in her stomach and turned into warm tears. Su Yumian's eyes felt a little sore. In order not to let everyone see, she bowed deeply and said solemnly, "Thank you."

After coming out of the studio, Su Yumian's first thing was to call Tang Lin.

Tang Lin on the other end of the phone was so excited that while she was happy, she blamed her for not taking her with her. The two of them discussed and decided to hand over the video to the company for the official release of the company.

The next day, Su Yumian accompanied Yilan to the company to find Zhou Bo.

After Zhou Bo watched the surveillance video, he was still a little surprised at first. He went to the scene to find the surveillance video. It was his idea, but generally there was no sound in the surveillance video, so it was difficult to prove anything. The public relations department was also starting to collect other evidence, so Su Yumian was able to find this video with sound, which was somewhat beyond his expectations. He quickly sent the video to the PR department and uploaded it publicly.

What Su Yumian has to do now is to wait for the results quietly.

She let out a long breath, and the accumulated depression during this period finally began to relax. She didn't care at all that this was the president's office and sat on the sofa.

Zhou Bo looked up at Yi Liao who had been leaning quietly against the side, and waved to him: "Come on, I'll talk to you."

Yi Liao took a step forward reluctantly and sat next to Su Yumian.

"...Come here, come to me, is there anyone who chats like this?" Zhou Bo showed a speechless expression and said, "Don't be so mean and forget your righteousness. I'm your uncle after all."

Perhaps the four words "forget the truth when seeing the color" were too direct from the leader's mouth. Su Yumian quietly kicked Yi Liao, and Yi Liao then slowly walked to the desk and found a chair to sit down.

Zhou Bo asked him: "How long has it been since you came home?"

"It's not long." Yi Liao's elbows were stretched on his knees, his fingers crossed together, and he didn't look up.

"How many times have you been back when your mother has gone to the movie queen?"

Yi Cha said nothing.

Zhou Bo answered for him: "Just once? I got home and ran away with a cat."

Cat? Su Yumian was curious, was it Brother Cat? But then she thought about it, they seemed to be talking about family affairs, would she sit here? But now she got up and left, she was a little deliberate... She lowered her head, brushed her phone, and tried to reduce her sense of existence.

Yi Liao responded perfunctorily: "I'm preparing for a calligraphy exhibition recently, and I'm a little busy."

"Busy! I see you are more busy than me now." Zhou Bo sighed and continued to criticize him, "Even if you don't go to see your mother, you should go and see the old man, right? What did the old man say last time?" After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "Let you take her back to dinner."

Zhou Bo raised his chin and signaled Su Yumian's direction.

Yi Liao then raised his head, his expression full of helplessness: "It's not that time yet."

"Not yet?" Zhou Bo couldn't believe it, "How long has it been? You guy hasn't taken others... but you haven't succeeded yet?"

Although it was a bit shameful, Yi Liao suddenly had the urge to give up and said "um" with confidence.

Zhou Bo suddenly fell into the boss's chair, and pointed at him with his fingers in anger, as if he had made some serious mistakes: "Your mother, and the old man are waiting for you!"

"It's a big deal to blame them." Yi Lang shrugged fearlessly, "I'm also very distressed if I don't inherit this talent."

Su Yumian raised her head when she heard this.

He said distress on his mouth, but the man's expression was slightly provocative and his thin lips were slightly raised, fading his temperament of "not to be close to others", but instead he was more like a boy who was unwilling to admit defeat.

Su Yumian shook her eyes a little. The twenty-four-year-old Yi Lai in front of her seemed to be completely overlapping with Yi Lai in high school.

Zhou Bo was too lazy to talk, so he glanced at the message on the computer, and his expression returned to his seriousness when he was working, saying, "The video has been sent out, it is very successful. Now the public opinion has begun to reverse."

Su Yumian reacted and quickly opened the software. She had not received too many comments yet, but the videos posted by the company were already high among the top hot searches.

The comments under the company account are divided into several groups.

A "calm and wise" faction: It turned out to be reversed again. Fortunately, I didn't say anything at first. Now I should not fight too early for gossip.

A "I knew it before" group: I'll just say that she is a behind-the-scenes staff member, so there must be a hidden story!

A "sympathy and compassion" group: Have you been scolded by you stupid fans for so long, don't you consider apologizing to other girls?

The remaining miyuki fans changed their previous crazy biting state, suddenly raised the banner of reason and raised the appearance of Wen Jing protecting the master: believe in miyuki!/Love, wait for her!/Love/Love.

The 360 ​​sides of contemporary netizens seem to be presented in one screen.

The video was caught off guard and gave Miyuki no room for maneuver. The official accounts related to her were currently silent, as if they were thinking about how to deal with it on the other end of the screen.

Zhou Bo turned the boss's chair, as if waiting for something.

A minute later, his office landline ringing loudly.

"Mr. Li." Zhou Bo said the phone with a smile, but there was no trace of warmth in the corner of his bent eyes. "No, no. What are you saying? How can I have that great ability... to discuss? You were joking. When I discussed the incident with you, you didn't give me a chance."

He took a leisurely sip of tea, and it was so good to see his opponent's anxious look.

"Mr. Li, you should be ready for this day when you hold Miyuki. The old saying goes, 'Grown first, then become a talent'. The little girl you hold is not steady in the first step. How can it last for a long time? People are doing it, God is watching. You and I have lived for half a lifetime, but don't you understand this principle?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Bo was in a good mood and quickly arranged for his subordinates to contact major media and shook the news he had prepared before.

In fact, before, the company had prepared various practical materials and was ready to open up Miyuki's talented and gentle goddess character.

He is a ghostwriter, is too conceited, and treats the staff rudely... Only by taking advantage of the popularity of surveillance videos that the people who are taking part in the melon are convinced and let miyuki be reviewed again.

Moreover, in addition to the existing surveillance videos and actual materials, he still has no choice but to go.

Zhou Bo stood in front of the two juniors and smiled in a scheming way, "I'll leave it to me next, let's concentrate on dating."

Su Yumian:...
Chapter completed!