Chapter 297 Meng Ruxin’s adoptive father

The sound of closing the door fell, and Meng Ruxin once again threw herself into Fu Lin's arms and looked at him with grievance.

"Alin, am I really bad at the press conference today? Why are there all the scolding on the Internet? For the first time, I realized that online violence is so terrible."

Fu Lin's eyes were filled with some care and he hugged her tightly.

"Xin'er, press conferences are not speeches. You shouldn't talk to the reporters in advance. This is your biggest mistake."

Meng Ruxin lowered her eyes, looking indescribable injustice.

"Vice President Feng was worried that I would say the wrong thing at the press conference, so he arranged such a press conference. In fact, I didn't want to do it at the beginning."

Fu Lin's expression paused, and his two thick eyebrows gradually frowned together.

"You are the president of Yehua Entertainment, why should you obey the arrangements of the vice president?"

Meng Ruxin's body was slightly stiff, "After all, I just took office, and I'm not very familiar with everything about Yehua Entertainment, so it's safer to follow Vice President Feng's arrangements first."

Fu Lin didn't notice her strangeness, but just sighed lightly.

"Xin'er, as the president of a company, if you can't even establish your own prestige, how can you manage the company next?"

Although you have to listen to your opinions, as a leader of a company, you still have to have your own judgment and decisions.

"I am building my prestige at today's press conference. Don't you think I was very domineering and full of aura at today's press conference?" Meng Ruxin looked at him with anticipation.

Since she began to guess that Ning Yuxi bought the navy and blackmailed her, she no longer cared about the comments on Weibo.

It's just a review I bought, and how many of them are telling the truth?

She believes that many netizens must have felt that she was domineering today, but such comments were suppressed by the navy soldier bought by Ning Yuxi.

Fu Lin's eyes flashed, he pursed his lips, and instead of answering her, he asked, "Xin'er, is what is said online true?"

Meng Ruxin's smile was stiff at the corner of her mouth, "Alin, do you also suspect that I am imitating Yuxi?"

Fu Lin looked at her silently.

Her clothes are a little white and rarely wear such a bright red color.

He still remembered that time when Ning Yuxi picked up the red suit, she also liked it very much, and even wanted Ning Yuxi to give it to her.

But this time I bought a similar one by so coincidental.

In fact, he didn't doubt anything at the beginning, but was surprised that she would wear a red suit to attend the press conference.

Until he saw the Weibo post online, he gradually believed from suspicion to later that she was imitating Ning Yuxi.

However, Ning Yuxi's coldness and arrogance are revealed from her bones and cannot be easily imitated, so it turns into arrogance and conceit in her.

The smile on Meng Ruxin's face completely dissipated, tears appeared in her eyes, and she slid from the corners of her eyes.

"Alin, I don't care about the comments online, but why don't you even believe me? I know that I am the airborne president and it is difficult to convince the public, so I want to establish prestige on the first day of taking office. I don't know until the end.

Why did things turn out like this?"

Her tears seemed to burn on his heart, and Fu Lin's heart softened instantly, and he raised his hand to wipe off the tears from her face.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter whether it’s imitation or not, and she did nothing wrong.

Everything is to hold the position of this president.

"Okay, stop crying, I believe in you."

Meng Ruxin buried her head in his arms and held away the hatred deep in her eyes from the place he couldn't see.

"Alin, you are so nice."

Fu Lin smiled gently and sat down on the sofa with her in her arms.

"Okay, we won't talk about this, but should you explain to me why you suddenly became the president of Yehua Entertainment? I've never heard you talk about it before."

This is what he wants to ask the most.

Meng Ruxin's expression remains unchanged, "My adoptive father is a director of Yehua Entertainment. In fact, he wanted me to inherit his company for a long time, but I was worried that my grandmother would need me, so I kept refusing. This time, my adoptive father suddenly fell ill.

He can only serve as president for the time being."

Fu Lin frowned, "Entertainment Father? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

"The adoptive father has always been low-key, but he doesn't want me to tell you."

Fu Lin's doubts increased instead of reducing.

Judging from her, she must have a good relationship with her adoptive father.

Since she is treated as a daughter, why don’t you want her to mention it in front of him?

Is it true that even his daughter's boyfriend is unwilling to meet?

This seems to be too abnormal.

"So should we visit our uncle? No matter what, I am your boyfriend or An Hao's father."

"My adoptive father has been resting recently, and I can't even visit him. How can I take you there? Well, Alin, when I have the chance, I will introduce my adoptive father to you."

Fu Lin looked at her expression carefully and saw that she didn't seem to be lying, so he temporarily suppressed the suspicion in his heart.

But this doubt has planted seeds in his heart and will take root and sprout one day.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was twelve o'clock noon.

The door of Ning's president's office was knocked, and Superintendent Fang of the Finance Department and Superintendent Tian of the Administration Department sent documents at the same time.

They put the documents in front of Ning Yuxi, stood side by side, waiting for Ning Yuxi's next instructions.

Ning Yuxi didn't give them a look, sat on the boss's chair, lowered her eyes and played with the pen in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

As time passed by minute by minute, the sound of silver needle falling could be heard in the office.

The condensed air surrounded the office, and Superintendent Fang Hotan was trembling all over.

After a while, the office door was suddenly pushed open and a man in a suit and tie walked in.

The man wore a precious gray suit and a black shirt to modify his tall and long figure. The two white stripes on the collar of the shirt weakened a bit of dullness on the man's body, but could not reduce the coldness of the whole body.

A pair of priceless black gem cufflinks on the sleeves shine in the sun, demonstrating his precious identity.

But the lunch box in his hand seemed out of place with his identity.

Seeing that there were other people in the office, Lu Yuting's expression did not change, and walked straight to the sofa and sat down, showing his elegance and dignity in every move.

I don’t know if it was their illusion, but after the man came in, Superintendent Fang, Hotan, felt that the air in the office was thinner.

Supervisor Fang, Director Hotan, looked at each other silently, and at the same time, he saw a look of fear in the other party's eyes.

It’s really this man’s aura – so powerful!

The kingly aura that lingers around them makes them involuntarily want to surrender.

Ning Yuxi looked up at the sound and glanced at the document in front of her.
Chapter completed!