Feng Xiaoyue was sipping red wine when she glanced at the phone Liu Zhizhong handed her.
"Ptthhh~~~~"
She really did spit a mouthful of red wine onto Liu Zhizhong's phone.
She hurriedly put down the wine glass and kept apologizing as she took a red cloth to wipe his phone.
Liu Zhizhong didn't mind—the phone getting a bit of wine on it was no big deal, but the major news alert inside was.
That conspicuous headline read: "Mr. L's total public donations amount to 250 million yuan, nearly all of his monetized traffic!"
After Feng Xiaoyue finished wiping off Liu Zhizhong's phone, she didn't even need to click to see the main content; she simply returned it to him.
"This is just too shaless! I can't believe they would stoop this low!" Anger flashed across Feng Xiaoyue's beautiful face but quickly vanished.
"Zhizhong, it's official now. What can we do?"
Liu Zhizhong shook his head helplessly. "Director Feng, how slick is their move?"
"It's freaking slick, even disgusting..."
Liu Zhizhong opened the news alert, which laid everything out clearly.
His donations to various systems were all halved. It was pretty obvious where the other half went.
The news content even included photos of him making the pledges, with all the numbers altered—the images were skillfully done!
After reading, Liu Zhizhong was speechless and felt powerless to change the situation.
Feng Xiaoyue's company had spared no expense in promoting and drawing traffic, only for Liu Zhizhong's earnings to end up adorning soone else.
But now it was official, and there was really nothing that could be changed; appealing was out of the question.
Feng Xiaoyue was a bit impulsive, but she still contained herself.
After a thought, she said, "Zhizhong, this still has a positive impact on your popularity and traffic. But I reckon there's going to be an explosion on the internet—believe it?"
"Definitely."
"Let think... Hmm, we need to consider this aspect now..."
Feng Xiaoyue imdiately stopped cutting her steak and drinking her wine, picked up her tablet, and prepared to check the internet.
anwhile, she also called Yang Bingbing and instructed the company's PR departnt to have lunch while going online to mobilize the fanbase to positively guide the influence for Mr. L.
At the sa ti, Feng Xiaoyue made a few calls in a softer tone. What Liu Zhizhong could understand was that she was actually notifying so online platforms to prepare to boost Mr. L's popularity, ensuring he would be in the top ten within an hour and the top three within two hours.
Such smooth and practiced maneuvers were indicative of a cutting-edge director, a company CEO, and a new dia mogul in her own right—she really was capable!
Without eating or drinking, Liu Zhizhong simply sat with his hands clasped, resting his chin on them, silently smiling as he watched Feng Xiaoyue at work.
After Feng Xiaoyue finished, she took a deep breath and picked up her tablet to check the situation online.
Only then did she realize that Liu Zhizhong was watching her. She couldn't help blushing with a natural shyness.
"Hey, why are you staring at like that?"
At this, Liu Zhizhong snapped back to reality with a chuckle. "Heh, I was srized by Director Feng's amazing maneuvering, and I'm touched. Thank you for everything you've done for . I can't repay you, but may I toast to you?"
With that, he gracefully lifted the wine glass in front of him.
Feng Xiaoyue's shyness vanished, replaced by her full artistic flair as she lifted her own glass, "Why be so polite? We are friendly strategic partners! May your fa and earnings continue to rise."
"Right, may the earnings keep soaring and may we brave the increasing onslaught of challenges!"
Feng Xiaoyue laughed out loud, her eyes sparkling, dimples sweet and teeth gleaming, her smile warm and gentle to perfection. She touched glasses with Liu Zhizhong and, unexpectedly, downed her drink in one go.
Then, she picked up her tablet to check the online situation while Liu Zhizhong browsed on his phone.
Sure enough, the entire internet was ablaze again...
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