Seeing that her face was dark all the time, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, Rourou couldn't help saying softly: "Sister Yang has worked hard these two days."
Yang Xin has been in this business for nearly ten years, and started public relations as soon as the accident happened, but because she was the only one fighting alone, she had to do everything by herself, which really exhausted her.
She had a cold face: "When the accident happened, you didn't tell me the ins and outs of the matter in time, and you couldn't be contacted at the first time. How dare you say this?"
"Sister Yang, you worked hard. I was wrong. I will never leave you to fight alone again!" Rourou blinked, and promised: "I will give you a raise and a holiday later, okay? Sister Yang, don't be angry. "
According to Song Wenrou's domineering temperament in the past, she has already lost her temper in her current sarcastic remarks, how could she still have such a good attitude.
Yang Xin frowned immediately, and looked at her suspiciously: "Have you changed your temper?"
Rourou's heart trembled, and then she remembered Song Rourou's temper, and now she hastened to make amends: "Ahem, this is not a serious illness, but something like this happened, and I have tasted all the sufferings in the world in just a few days..."
When encountering these things, it is difficult for someone not to change his temper.
Even Yang Xin herself will change a lot when encountering ups and downs, and Wen Rou's explanation like this makes sense.
"Okay, don't you want to explain, then explain quickly."
Seeing that she was not suspicious, Wen Rou breathed a sigh of relief, organized her words, and said: "These photos are all fake, someone harmed me, and the messages I sent you are all true."
Yang Xin frowned, and said honestly: "With your current worth, why does your sister frame you so much?"
For a transparent 18-line artist to make such a big battle, how much hatred does this have
Sigh softly:
"Isn't my dad the owner of Tianwen Entertainment..."
She told Yang Xin about Song Wenrou's family relationship and the ins and outs.
Yang Xin knew a little bit about Song Wenrou's family background, but he didn't know so many inside stories.
She looked gentle, hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but say: "The rich are really dirty!"
It's even more bloody than the bloody TV series.
If you look at it this way, you will be dealing with the entire Tianwen Entertainment Company, so Rouen's situation is very bad now.
"Most of these photos are synthetic, but the other party is obviously a computer expert, and it may not be easy to restore." Yang Xin threw the pictures to her, feeling a little headache.
Gentle smile: "I have a way."
Although 233 doesn't have much ability at the moment, it is still possible to restore pictures like this.
And it does not violate the principles of the system.
233 is still willing to help.
Gentle immediately asked him to restore the photos, and then recorded the restoration and synthesis process and handed it to Yang Xin.
"Did you ask someone to do these?" Yang Xin looked at the document in disbelief. Such a detailed process should take a lot of time. Could it be that this girl asked someone to help in the first place
Wenrou smiled, but did not answer her words: "With this, does Sister Yang think she can be successfully exonerated?"
"Of course I can!" Yang Xin smiled for the first time since today, "Leave it to me."
Time waits for no one, Yang Xin immediately got busy with the computer in hand.
After the agent left, it happened that 233 had already found a suitable house, so Rou Rou packed her luggage, checked out and moved into a new house.
Because Yang Xin was going to deal with things, she needed to deal with a lot of things, and it would take a lot of time when everything was ready, so Wen Rou waited for the good news in her new home.
She is still sick now, the high fever has subsided, but her head is still dizzy.
Unable to clean, she had no choice but to hire a housekeeper to come to clean, leave a message to the manager about moving, took good medicine and went to bed early.
After waking up again, it was already the next day, and the manager still didn't reply to her, obviously he was too busy to completely forget her existence.
Wenrou couldn't help but sigh how worry-free it is to have a good manager, she doesn't have to worry about it at all.
When I woke up after sleeping, my throat was still very hoarse, but my head pain was gone, and it seemed to be getting better.
There is no oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar at home, so I can only order takeaway. Ruan didn't want to touch the phone, so she said:
"233, can you order a takeaway for me?"
233 shook his head: "I'm sorry Miss Wen, this system does not have this service for the time being."
Rourou thought for a while, and then asked: "You are so high-tech, so there should be a elixir for colds?"
233: "...the system does not have this function for the time being."
Gentle: "..." So apart from the function of restoring photos, the system is currently just a piece of junk software
233 who heard her inner thoughts: "...Miss Wen, the system is only a rudimentary system, and the functions still need to be developed by Miss Wen, so please work hard to complete the task, Miss Wen."
Rou Rou thought with a blank expression, it really is a piece of junk software.
Then I can only rely on my own efforts. After taking the mobile phone and ordering a meal, Gentle is boring.
She logged into the scarf and sent more private messages, and it was quite disgusting to see the redness.
You don't need to look to know that they are all scolding her.
Rourou thought for a while, and directly turned off the private message in the settings, and the comments were not turned off, otherwise, what would attract fans.
Black fans are fans too, since they want to enter the entertainment circle, they have to be treated equally.
Think gently and optimistically.
After exiting the scarf, she clicked into WeChat again to check Song Rourou's contacts.
As soon as I entered, I saw the news 99+, there was a message from her manager, and the rest were all messages and news pushes sent by Peng Qing.
I haven't logged in for two days, so on the first day of the accident, Peng Qing swiped the screen with condolences, and then he asked how she was discharged from the hospital.
Rourou took a general look and found that Song Rourou didn't have many contacts, but she did have dozens of contacts, but the only ones who cared about her were her manager and Peng Qing.
Among them, several lovers who had past affairs with Song Wenrou all ignored her after the accident.
Wenrou's heart moved, and she sent a group message, and as expected, these few people who had been ambiguous directly blocked her.
Oh, from this point of view, Song Wenrou is really pitiful.
Well, she was a little bit worse than her previous life.
Gentlely sorted out her emotions and replied to Peng Qing.
Peng Qing replied almost instantly: "Rou Rou, have you recovered from your illness?"
Gentle: "Yes."
Peng Qing: "Oh, then why didn't you tell me? I even made soup for you." His tone was filled with grievance.
Across the screen, Wenrou coped with it without any pressure: "Oh, I was so busy that I forgot, let's not talk about it, I'm going to be busy again."
She really didn't want to have too much contact with Peng Qing, so Wen Rou hurriedly ended the conversation.
Sister Yang still didn't reply to her, and Wen Rou couldn't bother her.
There is nothing wrong now, Rourou took the phone and began to familiarize herself with the software inside and recall all the contacts of Song Rourou from memory.
After working on it for a long time, I put down my phone, remembering that there was another chance to draw a gift bag, and immediately clicked on the system.
As soon as she clicked in, she found a big red exclamation mark appeared in the left corner!