Rebirth of the only favorite business queen

Chapter 82 Protecting You Righteously (4)
"I can see the name on the business license clearly. Remember, I don't have presbyopia yet!" Editor-in-Chief Zhao shouted angrily.

"Then what should we do? Isn't she messing us up now that she started from scratch?"

"Nonsense, she is really ruthless, even crossing rivers and destroying bridges." The financial director scolded.

"Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge? Don't forget, she still has [-]% of the shares in our magazine. If this is not good for us, and in disguise, she still has a controlling stake in our magazine, do you understand? The law?" The deputy editor also said angrily, the fire in his heart was burning.

"Dangdangdang..." A knock on the door interrupted their words, the deputy editor was furious, opened the door and shouted: "Didn't I say I won't disturb you? Put your farts!"

The little clerk weakly pointed to Lawyer Ma beside him, shrank his neck and said, "It is Lawyer Ma who represents Wuji Magazine, who came to the editor-in-chief."

"Wuji Magazine?" The deputy editor-in-chief was a little confused, Zhao Wenxin walked up and looked at Lawyer Ma with a cold face.

"Feng Youran asked you to come here?"

Everyone was quiet this time. Attorney Ma looked at them, smiled professionally, took out his business card and handed it to Zhao Wenxin, and then said loudly: "I am representing my client, Ms. Feng Youran, to inform the editor-in-chief of your agency And all shareholders, Ms. Feng wants to transfer [-]% of the shares of Kyoto Magazine under her name to the assets of Ruwuji Magazine. I came here today to inform everyone. Cooperate, otherwise I can only protect the rights of my client through legal procedures!" After speaking, he nodded to Zhao Wenxin.

"I'll bring my team over the day after tomorrow, see you the day after tomorrow!" Lawyer Ma took a step back after speaking, and turned to leave neatly. Everyone's angry faces were reflected in the black leather shoes.

"Editor-in-chief!" A group of people surrounded Zhao Wenxin.

"Shut up, now I know I'm making trouble. At the beginning I disagreed, and you insisted on letting her join. Now it's fine, are you satisfied?" Zhao Wenxin shouted, pushed everyone away and left the magazine.

Zhao Wenxin had nowhere to go and finally decided to go to Han Yazhou to see if there was anything he could do, and the car drove downstairs to his building.

"Old Zhao, why are you here?" Han Yazhou said strangely, letting him onto the sofa.

"Oh, it's hard to say..." Zhao Wenxin sighed while holding his head.

Just as Han Yazhou was about to speak, the phone on the desk rang, "Lao Zhao, wait a moment, I'll answer the call!"

"Go!"

Han Yazhou answered the phone, and when he heard the voice of the person inside, his expression became serious.

"Okay, I see. I will arrange for a reporter to go over for an exclusive interview in a while. Mayor Hao, please rest assured that I will definitely do a good job in this matter."

"Goodbye!" After Han Yazhou finished speaking, he hung up the phone slowly, and looked at Zhao Wenxin with some sympathy. No wonder he became like this, and no one could accept it.

Zhao Wenxin also noticed the abnormality, raised his head and looked at Han Yazhou looking at him like that, and his heart was even heavier.

"Let you do an exclusive interview?" Zhao Wenxin asked awkwardly. He was hit hard just this day, and now he doesn't know if there is any worse news.

"Well, it's Mayor Hao's secretary calling." Han Yazhou said slowly, I really don't know how this Feng Youran has so much energy, it makes Zhao Wenxin, who has been in the vertical and horizontal magazine industry for decades, so depressed, and also makes Hao The mayor came forward.

"I really didn't expect that today is like this. It's because I was too careless towards her, thinking that she could be content with the status quo, but I didn't expect to be forced to this point by her. The magazine's success is also due to her, Feng Youran, and also the failure! Hehehe... yes I'm old, I'm old!" Zhao Wenxin smiled wryly.

"Okay, Lao Zhao's situation is not so pessimistic. Her good fortune is not necessarily what it looks like? Keep up your spirits, what do you want the people below to do?" Han Yazhou persuaded.

"Okay, I just feel bad, I have to do what I have to do, I'm leaving, see you another day!" Zhao Wenxin walked out decadently.

Han Yazhou quickly contacted the chief reporter of the newspaper to do an exclusive interview with a video camera. In fact, regardless of personal relationship, it is not a day or two for him to do an exclusive interview with Feng Youran, but Ku Wuji now has a chance to fulfill him by mistake. Tomorrow's newspaper Feng Youran's front-page interview will definitely bring huge benefits and continuous attention to his newspaper. Thinking about it, if he was Zhao Wenxin back then, he would definitely not be able to withstand such a temptation.

Feng Youran's exclusive interview was conducted in her magazine, and this interview was a silent declaration of war. She—the world of Promise Magazine has arrived!
Feng Youran has always given people a fresh and literary beauty. At this time, her white skirt is matched with a light gray knitted cardigan, which has a small and fresh beauty, which is very comfortable.The large area of ​​white gives people a clean and refined aesthetic feeling, which makes people feel bright, which is very in line with the temperament and charm of literary girls.

A white dress with a loose design showing a casual and comfortable beauty, and a simple version design showing a graceful temperament.A light gray knitted cardigan is draped over the shoulders casually, adding a touch of fashion.

Feng Youran's noble temperament and elegant style of conversation completely conquered the chief reporter Zheng Bing.

"President Feng, can I take a picture with you?" Zheng Bing said nervously.

"Of course!" Feng Youran stood beside him, looked sideways at the camera, and left this perfect moment, behind which was the plaque "Wuji Magazine" carved out of Vietnamese mahogany.

And in a few years, this will become the largest cultural exhibition area in Kyoto for a particularly precious photo, and become an idol worshiped by many novel writers.

The next day's newspaper had already published, and Feng Youran's name and photo became the focus of everyone's attention, and on the same day, Yucai Middle School's final grades would also be released.

Feng Youran got up on time early in the morning, and was used to being called by Ye Jueao every day, but today she didn't hear him call her.

Pushing open the door and walking in, looking at Ye Jueao who was still lying on the bed, Feng Youran smiled, it's rare that this guy can be lazy.

"Slacker, wake up!" After saying that, Feng Youran lifted the quilt and laughed.

Ye Jueao felt very dizzy, his bones seemed to be falling apart, his throat was dry, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. As soon as the quilt was lifted, he shivered with cold.

"Youran, return my quilt, get out!" Ye Jue said hoarsely.

"Jueao, what's wrong with you? Let me see." Feng Youran said anxiously, his face was very red, and he felt hot when he touched it just now. If he persisted like this and didn't go to the hospital, he would definitely burn out.

"Get out, I'll tell you!" Ye Jue roared proudly. Just after he finished shouting, his throat became more uncomfortable, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

(End of this chapter)