The car drove through Causeway Bay and slowed down significantly.
Jiang Yao lowered the window of the car and casually admired the street scene outside. Swimming just now consumed too much energy, and she ate a few more pieces of fruit at Huo Zhai. Now that she calmed down, she felt hungry again and again.
She looked at the slow-moving traffic in front of her. At this speed, it would probably be late at night when she got home.
It happened that the streets the car passed were full of restaurants on both sides. Jiang Yao stared at the various delicacies in the hotel windows and swallowed quietly.
"Are you hungry?" Although Chen Yanbei was driving, his attention was always on her.
Jiang Yao rubbed her belly and nodded obediently.
"The Tsuen Kee restaurant in front is good. You can get off the car and have something to eat."
Jiang Yao followed the man's line of sight and saw the Tsuen Kee signboard. It had just opened and there were no people waiting in line at the door.
Jiang Yao looked back at Chen Yanbei eagerly: "What about you? Aren't you coming with me?"
"It's not easy to park here, and it's not appropriate to make my recovery public for the time being. There is a parking lot not far ahead. I'll wait for you in the car."
"Then I'll pack the things back. By the way, your eyes have just recovered, so don't overuse them."
"good."
Taking advantage of the traffic jam, Jiang Yao got out of the car and walked into Tsuen Kee Restaurant.
Cici, who was in the car behind, saw this and said decisively: "Mai Xi, park in the parking area in front. We will also go to Tsuen Kee Restaurant. The person who got out of the car just now is probably Mrs. Chen."
Mai Zhengliang was puzzled: "Would it be useful to talk to Mrs. Chen about this matter?"
In the car just now, Cici had already explained the matter of Feng Meilin and Jiang Yao to her boss. They are now very sure that this is the reason for losing customers this time.
Cici said: "Although the car belongs to Chen Yanbei, there is no telling whether he is in the car or not. Besides, it is rumored that Chen Yanbei is not easy to talk to. It is easier for us to get in from Mrs. Chen's side."
Mai Zhengliang nodded. The grievances between women still have to start from the woman.
Tsuen Kee Restaurant.
"Boss, please pack two portions of fried beef river, thank you."
"Okay, wait a minute."
After collecting the money, the boss turned around and handed the order form to the kitchen window.
Jiang Yao just found a window seat and waited.
As soon as she sat down, a joking female voice came from behind: "Hey, isn't this Miss Jiang?"
Hearing the sound, Jiang Yao turned around and saw that Feng Meilin and a man were dining at a table behind her booth.
When their eyes met, Jiang Yao looked away calmly. She was still hungry and had no energy to argue with others now.
Being completely ignored by Jiang Yao, Feng Meilin was not angry. Instead, she raised her chin proudly and shouted at Jiang Yao's back:
"Hey, Beigu, don't you want to take the recording to court to sue me? Do you want me to publish an apology to you in the newspaper? Let me tell you, in the next life!"
"I have consulted a lawyer. If you record privately, I can also sue you for invasion of privacy. Also, I have been reinstated and promoted from deputy editor to editor-in-chief. As for Zha Guoli, who supports you, he has been assigned to a lower position by the company and does not earn any money. The supplement went."
"Speaking of which, all of this is thanks to you going to our newspaper office and causing a scene that day. Thank you, Beigu."
Jiang Yao didn't even bother to turn her head when she heard Feng Meilin's words, and acted as if she hadn't heard anything.
The stupid woman probably doesn’t know that Maxis has lost several big customers, right? Otherwise it would be impossible to laugh.
Advertising revenue has plummeted by at least several million, and newspapers can only rely on sales to survive.
If selling 100,000 copies of newspapers last year would have completed the performance, this year it is estimated that 300,000 copies would make the profit statement a little better.
And now that Feng Meilin is the editor-in-chief of Mingpao, the pressure to increase newspaper sales naturally falls on her. With so many newspapers across Hong Kong, their market shares have basically been fixed, so it is extremely difficult to increase sales.
After taking over a mess, I am still complacent about it, and I don’t know why I am so proud of it.
Feng Meilin talked for a long time, but Jiang Yao didn't even react at all, and most of her original happiness was suddenly lost.
But the man next to her asked in surprise: "Who is this?"
Her boyfriend's eyes were always glued to Jiang Yao, and Feng Meilin felt jealous: "This is the Beigu I told you about, who only has a primary school education and wants to write a novel."
The man's surprised gaze instantly turned playful. No one told him that Bei Gu was so good-looking?
He suddenly became interested, got up and walked to Jiang Yao, glaring at her: "Hey, Bei Gu, how about you sleep with me for one night, and I'll let Mingpao sign you as a special guest author? I'll make you a deputy editor. It’s not impossible, as long as…”
Before she finished speaking, Feng Meilin stepped forward aggressively and pulled her boyfriend over: "Hey, what are you talking about? Do you think I don't exist?"
In addition to her real girlfriend, her boyfriend usually had other things going on outside, but she always turned a blind eye. Anyway, as long as she was the one who finally married into the Lu family, she only wanted the resources and connections of the Lu family.
But now the person her boyfriend is thinking about is Jiang Yao, and Feng Meilin feels unhappy.
"How can Beigu from the Mainland be a serious person? With her appearance, she might not have known her for a long time in the Mainland. It's just because the old man of the Chen family is upright and still recognizes the baby he had chosen early in life. Otherwise, How can she marry into the Chen family with her kind of stuff?"
Marry into the Chen family? The man suddenly realized: "Is this the eldest young lady of the Chen family you are talking about?"
Feng Meilin nodded reluctantly. When she asked her boyfriend to support her, she did not mention Jiang Yao's identity, so her boyfriend thought Jiang Yao was just a Beigu who came to Hong Kong from the mainland to work hard. When dealing with such a little shrimp, her boyfriend would naturally do whatever he wanted with her. toss.
But now that he knew that Jiang Yao was the eldest mistress of the Chen family, the man chickened out and turned to leave.
Jiang Yao was too lazy to care about it just now, but she was a pure and innocent young lady, and Feng Meilin said she was like this, so the debt must be settled.
She raised her head suddenly and looked at Feng Meilin meaningfully: "Hey, Editor Feng has a sharp mouth to say that others are great. Why don't you talk about yourself? Does your boyfriend know that someone died in your stomach?"
The words "someone died in my stomach" were like a bomb, which shocked both Feng Meilin and the man.
After reacting, a chill ran down Feng Meilin's back: "Bitch, what nonsense are you talking about!"
He raised his hand and wanted to slap Jiang Yao twice.
But as soon as she stretched out her hand, it was held by the man beside her. The man glared at her viciously, then turned to Jiang Yao: "Ignore her, keep talking!"
Jiang Yao stepped back to a safe distance and looked directly at Feng Meilin with the expression that Yi Lijing was interviewing:
"Don't you know how you climbed from a rookie reporter to the position of deputy editor? Did you personally run those award-winning news reports? Are you guilty of enjoying honors that do not belong to you?"
After the three questions were thrown out, Feng Meilin swayed for a moment, holding on to the table before she could stand still.
Jiang Yao's voice was cold and stern as she continued:
"When you first joined Ming Pao, you dated a male reporter. The male reporter has good writing skills and strong logic. He is especially good at digging up news. His professional ability is beyond your reach. But you have mediocre qualifications and high ambitions. You want to climb up every day. So you started chasing male reporters, tricking them into having an underground love affair with you, and then in the name of love, they gave up all their news results to you, and even ghostwritten for you many times."
"In the end, the awards and honors won by the news naturally fell on your head. You were very proud of your promotion and salary increase. At this time, the male reporters could no longer satisfy your ambition to climb higher, and you set your sights on Maxis Group again. A certain shareholder. You are having an affair with the shareholder and at the same time you want to get rid of the male reporter."
"But the male reporter has been deeply in love with you for a long time. After a dispute, you found out that you were pregnant. The male reporter proposed to you and wanted you to give birth to the baby. You ruthlessly aborted the child and had a hymen repair surgery. He also used his power to drive the male reporter out of the newspaper, ruining his reputation and making other newspapers not want him."
"Later, the male reporter couldn't bear the blow of failure in both his love and career. He suffered from depression and committed suicide by burning charcoal at home!"
Jiang Yao spoke clearly every word, as if she was a bystander to the whole incident. Feng Meilin was frightened when she heard it. How could she know about the secret history of a high-ranking person? Everyone was obviously dead, but who told her?
Jiang Yao glanced lightly at the man next to him, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and continued to light the fire:
"You are not the shareholder who took advantage of you, are you? I heard that you are a virgin. No wonder Editor Feng needs hymen repair surgery."
Hearing this, the man's face instantly became uglier.
Feng Meilin quickly grabbed the man's arm and explained: "Ahao, don't listen to that bitch's nonsense. She is a novelist and is best at making up stories! She has no evidence at all!"
"Nonsense? Editor Feng, do you have to give me the evidence to throw in your face?" Jiang Yao's red lips curled up slightly, with a provocative look on her face.
"Shut up, you bitch! Get out of here!" Feng Meilin shouted loudly, wanting to rush forward and tear Jiang Yao to pieces.
Admiring the other party's bluff expression, Jiang Yao couldn't help laughing.
Why she knew these things was not Feng Meilin's fault. The male reporter was so talented, so naturally there were female reporters at the same newspaper who admired him, but Feng Meilin beat him to it.
After she came out of the newspaper office that day, a female reporter secretly stuffed a bag of stuff into her bag.
After she went home and opened it, she found a diary inside, as well as many photos of Feng Meilin and male reporters, a miscarriage certificate from the hospital, and even an audio tape.
After checking everything with a gossip mentality, Jiang Yao understood everything.
"Ah Hao! I really never did those things! It's all what that bitch said! You believe me." Feng Meilin was still trying to explain to her boyfriend.
Once the seeds of doubt are planted, how can they be so easily removed?
The man remained calm and silent, and Feng Meilin fired at Jiang Yao again:
"Bitch! Just wait, I will find someone to tear your mouth open! Let you make up random stories!"
"Take care of yourself! The Chen family doesn't recognize you at all. They just treat you as a free nanny. Otherwise, why wouldn't they even organize a wedding for you?"
"It won't be long before word spreads in the circle that the dignified young master of the Chen family actually married a country bumpkin. By then, Chen Yanbei will become the laughing stock of the entire circle, and you will definitely be kicked out! One day you will cry!"
"Yeah?"
A cold and stern voice came, like a cold wind blowing, but it instantly attracted everyone's attention——
Jiang Yao turned around and saw that Chen Yanbei had pushed a wheelchair in from the door of the restaurant at some point. Although he was sitting, his cold and dark temperament was still intact, as if he was a god descending from the sky.
With a casual sweep of his black eyes, Feng Meilin and the two of them were trembling with fear, with fear on their faces.
