Lu Huaiyu repeatedly flipped through comments on Weibo, gossiping and every word was touching the heart.

Even her previous results of participating in the Fenghualu Original Painting Design Competition were questioned.

Even if Jian Qing is clean and clean, like a piece of white paper, a photo without any weight can stain the white paper.

Every sentence on the Internet is like a pen soaked ink, densely covered with stains on the paper.

Once you are stained with these stains, you will follow her for the rest of your life and will never be able to wipe it clean again.

He seemed to have never been so angry, and even impulsively wanted to reply to every comment that slandered her one by one.

But the most ridiculous thing is-

He is precisely the culprit that caused this situation.

I have no position to argue for her.

Lu Huaiyu is not a person who cares about other people's opinions.

I have always maintained a relatively indifferent relationship with everyone.

For him, reputation is nothing more than others' evaluation of his value of existence and there is nothing to care about.

As long as he has a clear conscience, he rarely takes the initiative to explain anything unless people ask.

Lu Huaiyu's life has always been smooth. He lived in the ivory tower and studied academic research. Then he entered the hospital. Every day, except for rounds, the outpatient clinic was surgery.

The patients I come into contact with are all kinds of patients, but they are all tired of curing the disease and have no other thoughts.

So much so that he ignored the evil in human nature.

Just use the most malicious speculation to slander others in order to achieve the purpose of pleasing yourself.

The views of others are not crucial in themselves. They are strong enough to not care or even ignore them.

But if it were Jian Qing, he suddenly cared about it.

His little girl was clean and shouldn't have been hurt by these things.

——If he could think more carefully.

The man lowered his head, and his black hair fell to his forehead, blocking his scarlet eyes. His phone was tightly held in his hand, almost crushed, and his fingertips turned white.

"Okay, then let's deal with it like this." Shen Juan and the public relations team called, "After a while, Cen Yu and I will post a Weibo announcement, and we should be able to suppress Jian Qing's photos."

Lu Huaiyu frowned, "No, there's still one thing to go."

"Now that Jian Qing's internship in your company has been exposed online. Even if the photos are explained clearly, she will still be questioned that she is going to intern through our relationship."

“…”

Shen Juan 'tsk' said, "I don't know that she works in my company at all. I am really convinced of this group of people on the Internet. I'm so idle, whoever wants to criticize him."

"What do you think of?" he asked.

Lu Huaiyu tried hard to calm himself down, but anxiety and panic could not solve the problem.

The clean and slender index finger tapped quickly on the dark mobile phone screen, and the brain kept running.

After a while, he seemed to think of something, unlocked his phone and called Pei Hao.

As a senior executive, Shen Juan probably knows the matter of Fenghualu project, which is not as clear as Pei Hao, the direct manager.

Pei Hao was also in a panic today.

Fenghualu's Weibo was also blasted and brought a wave of rhythm, saying that their ranking in the original painting competition was fake.

At this moment, he was holding an emergency response meeting with the market operation. Without thinking for a long time, the conference room fell into a long silence, so anxious that his mouth was full of water.

The phone rang, thinking that it was some bad news, but he didn't even look at who it was. He answered, "What's the matter?"

Lu Huaiyu was also straightforward, "Did all the works of the contestants still be retained before your original painting design competition?"

Pei Hao was stunned, listening to the familiar voice, looked at the call, and confirmed that it was Lu Huaiyu. He didn't understand what he asked about this, and subconsciously replied: "Everyone is there."

"Can it be made public?"

"?"

"you mean--"

Pei Hao seemed to have been touched and understood what he wanted to do.

Since some people question the ranking of the competition, it is better to make all the entries public and vote to let the results speak.

But Pei Hao was a little hesitant. He paused and expressed his concerns, "This is too risky. If the first place is not the original one, wouldn't it be slapping himself in the face? Instead, it would confirm that we are making fraud."

Lu Huaiyu stood by the rooftop and looked at the long wall painting under the building.

After a while, he said firmly and unquestionably: "No."

"I believe her."

I believe she is excellent enough to leave everyone behind and far enough.

It is so far that those despicable people cannot catch up even by using despicable methods.

“…”

Now, there is no better way.

Pei Hao grabbed his hair irritably and understood that this matter involved Jian Qing. Lu Huaiyu's anxious mood should be even worse than him, "Okay, then I'll try it. Don't worry, I will do my best to correct her name."

“…”

Lu Huaiyu's eyelids drooped and he pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty. I hope so.

Pei Hao hung up the phone and knocked on the table.

"I would like to propose a way to vote on public works. Let's judge whether there are any other risks?"

The head of the marketing department thought for a while, "It's not impossible, and then we will go to the water army to buy tickets and vote the first one back."

Pei Hao rolled his eyes, "We can buy water army, but others won't buy it? Who will buy more than each other? Is it fake?"

"Is there a way to do real-name voting? For example, if you connect to the company's game platform account, these are all authenticated with real-name verified."

The main program proposal of the program department.

The head of the operation department said: "I think it's OK, and now the people who are here are mainly Fenghualu users. So we might as well not vote on Weibo, but directly create a voting interface on the official website, and then push it on the entire platform."

"How long does it take to make such a voting webpage?" Pei Hao asked.

"I'll write it for half an hour." The main program answered, "but I need the ui interface to give a layout plan."

The Master Beauty responded immediately, "No problem, I asked the art group three ui arts to design now."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and started calling and shaking people.

"Then follow this plan and I'll confirm the copyright issue of the entries with the Legal Department." Pei Hao closed the laptop on the desk, "Okay, thank you all, let's go."

Huaiyu Game Company is calm on the surface, and nothing seems to have happened.

The evening sunset even makes people feel sleepy.

Since the daytime, Jian Qing has been sitting in the workstation without moving, wearing headphones, focusing on painting, and thinking about nothing else, and deleted Weibo by the way.

On this day, other departments came to watch the fun from time to time. Xia Jue had a gloomy face, which scared everyone back.

Jian Qing was a little grateful that his colleagues in the Art Support Department did not mention a single word, and he regarded it as if he didn't know it, and his eyes looked at her as usual.

It was time for dinner, Xiao Yi, who was standing beside him, moved his sore neck, put down his stylus, moved his mouse, and opened the Weibo page habitually, treating it as a rest and relaxation.

For some reason, the Weibo homepage has been paralyzed. I have been swiping for a long time before I slowly swiping out the interface.

The number one hot search on Weibo has been marked as a red "explosion".

"Damn!"

Xiao Yi couldn't help but swear, his face full of disbelief.

It caused several colleagues to pay attention to him.

"My aunt, I'm drinking water. I'm so scared by you that I spilled a table."

"What's the matter? Such a big reaction?"

Xiao Yi stared at the line of words #Cen Yu Shengzi#, and read it several times before he was willing to believe it, "Cen Yu has given birth to a child!"

"Damn it! Who? Cen Yu?"

The colleague who sprinkled water immediately became uneasy and ran over without wiping the table. "Which dog forced my goddess to give birth to a baby?"

Jian Qing frowned when she heard this. As the only insider, she also put down the pen in her hand and looked at Xiao Yi's computer.

"How come the big boss gave birth to Cen Yusheng?"

Someone suddenly said, "It's not that the boss dragged Cen Yu into the water to divert public opinion in order to suppress his melon?"

“…”

The person who said this also had a low EQ and forgot that there was another person involved in the boss sitting next to him.

——The air froze for a moment, and no one dared to say anything.
To be continued...