Their Intriguing Marriage

The telephone rings with a rapid and decisive frequency over the public relations department. Everyone is frowning and repeating the same words in a gentle tone.

"Hello, I'm sorry, we don't know about this, but we can be sure that it must be the malicious smear of competitors."

"Hello, I'm sorry. This is the private life of Mr. LAN. He will arrange time to face the media."

"I'm really sorry, we can't say too much..."

The vision of the office of the president on the 30th floor has always been so good. It is like sitting in this city. It is always easy to overlook this busy city from the perspective of God, just like a spectator.

At this time, Lan Qing sits quietly in front of the huge desk and leans on the back of the chair at will. His eyes naturally fall down on the desk, and his eyelashes are as soft as a gust of wind.

His expression showed no anger, no loss, no depression, no other emotions.

He just sat there quietly, like a fashion model on a magazine cover.

Filtered by huge glass French windows, surrounded by cool sunlight, he looks like a sculpture made of cold metal.

Li Lin stood at his desk in silence and waited quietly. After she reported the progress of her work ten minutes ago, he fell into such a state and had a long stay as if there were no one else.

But no one knows what is in his mind. Since the game has started, don't let her stop.

Let's go back to 15 minutes.

Li Lin was wearing a professional suit of Armani, and her high-heeled shoes made a rapid sound on the floor.

She had a slight gasp, but when she got into the president's office, she took a deep breath and tried to look calm.

Because Lan Qing in see anyone in a hurry, out of breath to talk to him, will instinctively frown.

Like a cold robot, she stood at his desk and said, "Mr. LAN, in the name of Mr. LAN, I have put pressure on all media to withdraw the reports and comments on this incident on all print media and Internet platforms, and many media have followed suit, just..."

Lan Qing looked up at her and said, "just what? What's so hard to say? "

"It's just that this news seems to be manipulated by someone. Several influential media not only failed to withdraw the relevant news, but also publicized it. I suspect that someone maliciously targeted lan..."

Lan Qing's face was still expressionless, looking calm and calm.

"Can Ruan Feihan... Deliberately use Miss Li to achieve his goal?"

Her tone with a tentative tone, but it seems to be poked in a point of Lan Qing, she looked at his slightly frowned brow, a trace of disgust flashed on her face, so she immediately stopped guessing.

"But this afternoon is the final meeting of our advertising partners. Will it affect Mr. LAN? Do you need to postpone the meeting and deal with the news before making plans?"

After Li Lin finished her thoughts, she quietly waited for Lan Qing's next instruction, so the scene just appeared.

No one can guess, his brain, is brewing how powerful fight back.

In the middle of the sound, Li Lin tentatively called "President Lan" one or two times, but the person sitting opposite the table didn't respond, so she had to stand there quietly and wait.

Time also seems to be static, like a golden bell jar, which insulates the explosion boiling outside.

"The final meeting is going on normally. Let the media ignore it first."

Lan Qing still said this with an air of complacency, which made people suspect that even now there is a magnitude 8 earthquake, he will go to the wine cabinet to pour a glass of red wine, and then walk into the emergency channel after tasting it slowly.

"However, we can't underestimate the influence of the media. Our annual project has just started this year. I'm afraid negative public opinion will have a great impact, won't it..."

Li Lin's voice became weaker and weaker in Lan Qing's gaze. Her words disappeared deep in her throat. She nodded respectfully to him and said, "OK, I'll do it." He turned and went out.

Standing at the door of the elevator, she was thinking about something thoughtfully. Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted her thinking. It really surprised her and took a step back.

"Miss Li can't wait for the elevator with her head down like this."

She raised her head to face Feng Chi's face full of spring breeze, with the dry and warm smell of the early summer sun.

She resumed the expression of her former professional assistant, nodded politely and asked, "Hello, Mr. Feng."

Having said that, before waiting for the other party to speak again, he stepped onto the elevator.

Feng Chi turns around and glances at Li Lin's graceful figure wrapped in professional clothes. The radian of his mouth is as if it were nothing. He whistles low, adjusts his breath and enters Lan Qing's office.

"How can you be so calm? Do you know that the news about Qingning and LAN's has exploded outside. Now there are still a group of media blocking outside. It took me a lot of effort to break through the siege and sneak in."

There was a natural anxiety and worry in his tone.

Lan Qing looked up at him, his face did not have the usual kind of cynical look, instead of a serious face.

He still sat there, and did not open his mouth. He just shook the shining crystal goblet in his hand. The light red liquid flowed in the goblet, and sometimes he took a sip.

But with more than 20 years of friendship, Feng Chi still saw the agile leopard lurking in his eyes from his calm face and cool eyes.

There was a steady ferocity in his eyes, as if he could take a loaded gun from his suit pocket and pull the trigger calmly at the enemy's temple at any time during the banquet.

Thinking of this, Feng Chi felt a little chilly on his back. He took a deep breath and told himself to keep calm and maintain the serious concern on his face.

For a long time, LAN Qingcai said: "the media, however, are all at the helm of the wind. We just need to do our own thing, but..."

He stood up, walked to Feng Chi and said, "how do I feel that you are a little nervous?"

Feng Chi's heart was tight, but for so many years, with his understanding of Lan Qing, he didn't know the whole story and the inside story, so he stretched out his fist and gently hit him on the shoulder and said, "I'm worried about you. What do you doubt about me?"

The corner of Lan Qing's mouth peeped out a natural smile and said: "yes, what else do I doubt about you?"