Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

After Song Yuening handed over the purchase of winter supplies to his assistant, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to drawing up a new design draft.

Because the design draft was inexplicably stolen and plagiarized last time, Song Yuening was very energetic this time.

She tried not to leave any information on the computer in the studio. After finishing the drawing, she saved all the modification processes to the tablet she carried with her, and added a password to ensure that no one could easily get it. , and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

She worked until three or four in the morning, and did not return to her apartment until dawn.

After briefly freshening up, she returned to the bedroom and soon fell asleep.

She originally wanted to wait until she woke up the next day to continue working, but she didn't expect that she didn't just sleep until she woke up naturally, but was woken up by the sound of phone calls that kept coming to her mind.

At that time, Song Yuening had slept for less than four hours when she was suddenly woken up by the ringing of the phone. She impatiently combed her slightly messy long hair back with her five fingers, suppressed the anger of getting up and asked.

"What's wrong? Did something happen to the studio? Or are you unable to buy the things I asked you to purchase?"

The assistant's rapid breathing came from the other end of the phone. He sounded particularly angry, but because he was talking to Song Yuening, he tried his best to suppress his temper.

"Teacher Song, there is something wrong. I don't know who leaked your plan to support children in mountainous areas. Now the Internet is full of relevant comments. My suggestion is that you'd better not go to the Weibo homepage, because some Not a good comment.”

Bad remarks?

Song Yuening's chaotic brain became clearer because of these words, but then she became confused again.

Why are there bad comments?

Shouldn't her sponsoring children in mountainous areas be a good thing? Why are there bad comments?

As if he guessed what Song Yuening was wondering about now, the assistant immediately explained it to her.

“I don’t know who it was, but they took a few photos of me going to the market to purchase, and then uploaded them online.”

The assistant looked at the photos on the computer and continued indignantly.

"I don't know how they knew that I was your assistant. My face was clearly not captured in the photos, but they insisted that I went to the market to purchase things according to your orders."

The assistant was angry, but also a little surprised.

He didn't know where these people got the news from. It was like they were all present when he and Song Yuening were talking in the office that day.

After Song Yuening listened to the assistant's words, her sleepiness had completely dissipated, but there was still a dull pain in the area between her eyebrows.

She raised her hand, pinched the bridge of her nose, took a deep breath, and replied to the assistant in a slightly hoarse voice.

"I understand. Anyway, it's a good thing that I didn't take a picture of your face. Don't worry, wait until I go to the studio. I suspect there are trolls behind this matter."

Perhaps it was because Song Yuening's attitude was too calm that it also infected the assistant, making the assistant's somewhat panicked heart calm down almost instantly. He responded, hung up the phone, and continued to watch the news on the Internet.

If there was really a navy operating behind this, there must be some clues. He had to find as many clues as possible before Song Yuening came to the studio.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuening got up and went into the bathroom, washed briefly, and then did not rush out. Instead, she walked to the study room, opened her laptop, and started searching for relevant news.

In fact, she didn't need to search much, because as soon as she opened the Weibo homepage, she saw her name on the hot search list.

“In order to attract traffic, a well-known designer pretended to sponsor children for a show!”

"Using children for the sake of fame and buying cheap and low-quality cotton clothes at low prices is really cruel!" Song Yuening looked at the hot search headlines that criticized her and suddenly wanted to laugh.

"It seems that I have really blocked other people's financial opportunities recently."

Song Yuening clicked the left mouse button with her fingertips and entered the detailed interface. Then she scrolled the scroll wheel and browsed the hot search page.

Although there was a smile in her tone, there was no trace of smile in her clear eyes, instead they were covered with layers of ice.

After more than ten minutes, after getting the general information, she got up and prepared to go to the studio.

Although in just ten minutes, she was not able to confirm who was behind this plot against her.

But looking at the one-sided comment section, she was certain that these people must be professional trolls, otherwise their ability to guide the wind would not be so outstanding.

This clearly meant that he wanted to use this opportunity to completely ruin her reputation.

At first glance, the article was written by a professional, with gorgeous rhetoric and radical words. If someone who didn't know about it read it, they might really think that Song Yuening was just like what was written in the article, just to save some money for her children. shoddy stuff.

But in fact, in order to allow the children in the mountainous area to have a good winter, she specifically told her assistant that no matter what she bought, she should use the best, even if it was a little more expensive, it didn't matter.

Anyway, she has made a lot of money from her original clothing brand during this period, and she can also afford some winter supplies for the children.

Song Yuening grabbed a coat and was about to go out, but when she walked to the living room, she suddenly received a call from Xie Mingyuan.

She didn't expect Xie Mingyuan to call at this time, and was a little surprised, but as soon as she thought about what happened, she felt that this was normal.

Xie Mingyuan has always cared about her. Now, rumors are spreading on the Internet that he sponsors children as a show. Many people rushed to her Weibo homepage to attack her personally. How could Xie Mingyuan not know about this? What's going on?

Song Yuening picked up the phone, and before Xie Mingyuan could ask anything, she said straightforwardly.

"Have you seen those things on the Internet?"

"We, Mr. Xie, have so many things to do every day, but we didn't expect that we still have time to browse these news online? It seems that Mr. Xie has been too busy recently."

Listening to Song Yuening's teasing voice, Xie Mingyuan suddenly became less worried.

He was originally worried that Song Yuening's mood would be affected by these things, but now that her tone was so relaxed, it seemed that those embarrassing things didn't bother her.

But he still said: "I'm a little worried that you will be unhappy because of those things."

Song Yuening's heart warmed slightly and she chuckled: "How can I be as fragile as you think? Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm preparing to go to the studio to deal with this matter now."

"Are you going to come forward to clarify now?"

Song Yuening heard the disapproval in Xie Mingyuan's tone and was a little surprised for a moment.

"You also think I shouldn't come forward at this time?"