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Looking at the smile in Wang Luoqi's beautiful eyes, Wen Yan couldn't help but think that after interviewing Boss Ma, the host seemed to have been opened up to the second line of Ren and Du, and gradually began to let himself go.

Well, Peking University is okay, I have never taken the college entrance examination...

"What are you still doing?" Wang Luoqi looked at the driver's seat and urged, "Come up and drive!"

"Sister Luo Qi, I have something else to do, why don't you go back to the company first, and when I'm done, I can ride the shared bicycle home." Wen Yan shrugged.

He didn't want to compromise easily, otherwise, he would become Wang Luoqi's "special driver" in the future.

"Alas, I have raised you so much, but you have never been obedient." Wang Luoqi's beautiful eyes flashed, and he changed his tone: "You don't agree to let you drive a car. Now there is an emergency in our company, so you just take it as an example.

Do your sister a favor, okay?"

"Ah, this..." Wen Yan was stunned for a moment.

He had never seen Wang Luoqi speak to him in such a tone, gentle and a little pitiful, which sounded very pleasant to his ears.

Especially, the ending of the last sentence "How about it?" sounded like a girl coquettishly showing off to him, which made Wen Yan feel happy from head to sole.

This is simply nice.

"Okay!" Wen Yan nodded decisively, walked to the other side of the SUV and opened the door.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Wen Yan fastened his seat belt with a click, but when he was about to turn the key and start the car, his body suddenly froze in place.

He suddenly realized that something seemed wrong?

According to normal logic, if Wang Luoqi's company is really in an emergency, she should drive herself, so as to save time.

How could you still have some free time to sit in the parking lot with him, a novice driver?

Looking at Wen Yan in the driver's seat, Wang Luoqi rubbed his arms quietly, with goosebumps appearing on them.

Obviously, she would be a little embarrassed to talk to Wen Yan in such a tone.

However, seeing Wen Yan suddenly freeze up, a smile flashed across Wang Luoqi's beautiful eyes. Wasn't she being manipulated again?

As Wen Yan grew older, Wang Luoqi gradually realized that blindly high-pressure policies seemed to be unworkable.

After all, now that the children have grown up, they also need to save face.

Therefore, she devised a series of new tricks in response to Wen Yan's changes.

The change in attitude between the words just now was just a small test of her skills.

Well, from the current point of view, the effect is not bad. Wang Luoqi silently summarized the practical experience of routine and gentle words.

"Sister Luo Qi, are you kidding me again?" Wen Yan was a little angry.

"What are you kidding me about?" Wang Luoqi refused: "Hurry up and drive. I'll deal with the emails first."

As she said that, she took out her mobile phone and seemed to be working seriously.

Wen Yan: "..."

The furthest path he has traveled since he was a child must be Wang Luoqi's routine.

This time I accidentally capsized in my eldest sister's gutter again.

However, they were all sitting in the driver's seat, and now they had to take action. Otherwise, Wang Luoqi might come up with some new tricks if he didn't wait for a while.

Alas, I shouldn't have offered to drive this morning. The co-pilot's welfare would most likely fly away. Wen Yan sighed inwardly.

He knew very well that Wang Luoqi was a black-hearted capitalist, and after knowing his driving skills, he would definitely not let him go as a free labor force.

"Buzzing..." Wen Yan lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the SUV slowly drove out of the parking lot.

When the car entered the main road, Wang Luoqi stopped pretending. She scrolled through her phone and asked Wen Yan:

"Is your sister Wanqi sure she can handle the dirty stuff she has posted on the Internet?"

"If you're not dealing with emails, how come you still have time to care about these things?" Wen Yan looked at the road ahead, his tone a little dissatisfied.

Although he knew that Wang Luoqi had tricked him, Wen Yan was still a little angry at the girl's unabashed attitude.

You've told all the lies, why can't you be a little more serious? Don't I want to lose face?

"I can do two things at once, isn't it okay?" Wang Luoqi raised his chin.

"Ah, right, right." Wen Yan did not hide the unique tone of this sentence this time.

"What do you mean?" Wang Luoqi frowned: "Why do I listen? You seem to be mocking me?"

Kukuku, Wen Yan couldn't hold back his smile. He couldn't laugh, he couldn't laugh. He secretly bit his lower lip with his teeth, and then he barely suppressed the laughter that was about to blurt out.

Ever since she was a child, every time she wanted to complain about Wang Luoqi, Wen Yan would say these words in a calm tone to echo Wang Luoqi's views, which happened to be very useful to her.

No, we must not let the eldest sister know that Wen Yan has a strong desire to survive. He is driving now and does not want to be attacked by Wang Luoqi's "deadly scissor kick".

"How could it be a mockery?" Wen Yan said nonsense seriously:

"I think Sister Luo Qi is right. It's not unusual for a genius like you to be able to do two things at once."

"You summed it up very well." Wang Luoqi frowned: "But you are not allowed to say those words to me again in the future."

Although Wen Yan's explanation was very reasonable, Wang Luoqi felt a little uncomfortable thinking about his tone just now, always feeling that he was mocking him.

"Sister Wanqi said she can handle it well." Wen Yan quickly changed the subject.

"She allowed all these negative news on the Internet because she wanted to increase the popularity of the new album. She will come forward to clarify tonight. Judging from her tone, she should be confident."

"I'm afraid she has some firecrackers in her chest." Wang Luoqi muttered in a low voice:

"Don't worry, not only did you not find the person who hacked her, but you also blew yourself up into a bloody mess. That would be a joke."

"Sister Luo Qi, what are you muttering over there?" Wen Yan was a little confused.

"Nothing, I'm reading my email." Wang Luoqi said perfunctorily.

She continued to scroll through her phone, looking at the negative news related to Zhao Wanqi on the Internet, trying to understand the seriousness of this matter.

But she suddenly saw a troll post related to Wen Yan. The general content of this post was:

Wen Yan relied on building connections and going through the back door to be admitted to Magic Arts, as well as his various misdeeds while studying in Magic Arts.

In short, Wen Yan is described as a second-generation ancestor who is ignorant and incompetent.

Seeing this, Wang Luoqi became a little angry. The cub she raised was admitted to the magic arts because of his strength, but now he was slandered as a related household?

She also knew that many schools did have such connections, such as a certain real estate tycoon who was speculating in the country and evading taxes.

But in order for his son to enter a top university in the United States, he donated five to six billion to that school.

This matter is not a secret among the wealthy circles in China. Nowadays, the media is relatively developed, and many people are spreading the news on the Internet.

But comparing Wen Yan with someone like him, Wang Luoqi couldn't hold back the overwhelming power in his heart.

She directly took screenshots of the rumor maker's posts and his account information as evidence, and prepared to hand them over to Lawyer Luo from the Legal Department for processing.

Reading further, there is another post that actually says that Wen Yan is not Zhao Wanqi's songwriter, but her father, the financial backer behind her. The two of them have been in and out of the hotel several times.

This is all messy news. Wang Luoqi's chest rose and fell, her teeth clenched, and she moved her fingers to continue taking screenshots.

Well, Wang Luoqi felt that he must let these guys experience the summons from the court for such malicious rumors.

Keeping the evidence, Wang Luoqi looked at Wen Yan, frowned and said:

"There is a lot of commotion on the Internet now, and if Zhao Wanqi doesn't deal with it quickly, her public relations team must be too bad."

"Didn't we just talk about this a few minutes ago?" Wen Yan was a little strange: "She will only start to clarify it at night."

"The impact of these negative news is too great." Wang Luoqi frowned: "Will she be sure that she will be able to clarify it by the evening?"

What does this mean? Wen Yan didn't understand Wang Luoqi's brain circuit, but then he suddenly thought of a bold idea.

So, he probed: "Sister Luo Qi, are you planning to help Sister Wanqi with public relations?"

"I'm too lazy to help her." Wang Luoqi refused to admit it.

However, after pondering for a moment, she continued:

"I'm not trying to help her, I just feel that this incident happened because of me. If I hadn't asked her to record the show, this incident wouldn't have happened."

Glancing at Wang Luoqi, Wen Yan found it a little funny. Could it be that she and Zhao Wanqi were really quarreling over their friendship?

"In that case, why don't you just bring Sister Wanqi into our Xiyan Media?" Wen Yan said with a smile, "Wouldn't you be able to justifiably help her with public relations?"

If Zhao Wanqi can really be brought to Xiyan Media, then a quarter of the bet between him and Wang Luoqi of "one king, three first-tier stars" will be completed in an instant.

Well, this wave is called killing two birds with one stone.

"Exactly." Wang Luoqi was a little disdainful: "We at Xiyan Media don't accept 18th-tier young artists like her. My sister just doesn't like her."

Wen Yan: "..."

Well, he knew that was the answer.

"Okay, just concentrate on driving." Wang Luoqi waved his hand and said, "Sister has to deal with emails, so don't distract me."

…

Ten minutes later.

"Oh, why is the battery out?" Wang Luoqi shook the phone with a black screen and frowned secretly: "I still have some important emails that I haven't read yet."

You were sure you were busy at work. Wen Yan rolled his eyes and comforted him perfunctorily:

"We are almost at the company. You can recharge in a while."

"No, it's too late." Wang Luoqi was a little anxious: "This email is very important, I will reply within three minutes."

Why is the email so urgent? Wen Yan doesn't believe her elder sister's lies. She always feels that she has some bad idea.

"Then let me drive faster." Wen Yan pressed down on the accelerator.
To be continued...