"Why don't you put aside your prejudice and listen to me?" Zhao Zitong looked calm and composed. She didn't come here to humiliate herself.
She didn't believe that the Zhuo couple would not listen to what others said, nor did she believe that they could reach their current status without the most basic vision and patience.
Zhuo Liqun raised his eyebrows and made a "please speak" gesture.
"People fight for a breath, Buddhas fight for a stick of incense. Everyone has different life pursuits at different stages of life."
"Yes, at this stage, I like to pursue wealth. There is nothing wrong with this, and there is nothing to hide. I like money."
A sneer tugged at the corner of Wang Wenhui's mouth. She actually admitted it so openly. This was not hypocritical and was worthy of her respect.
"But a gentleman loves money, but he gets it in a proper way. I will pursue the wealth I want with my own hands, using my brain and my wisdom, not relying on my youth and my body. This is not only an insult to me, but also an insult to your son."
Wang Wenhui remained silent and snorted, "Use your own hands to create wealth? With what? With your high school diploma? With your pork sales at the market? Or with your ridiculous third place in a beauty pageant?"
"Mrs. Zhuo, it's better to bully an old man with white beard than to bully a poor young man." Zhao Zitong was very unhappy when she was interrupted again: "I hope Mrs. Zhuo can have some basic manners and not interrupt others when they are talking, okay?"
Wang Wenhui's face looked particularly ugly, but she didn't interrupt her any further.
"Mrs. Zhuo and Mr. Zhuo are now successful and famous. Of course, they disdain the wealth I pursue and think it is unnecessary to associate with people of my class. But don't you care about your corporate image and your stock price?"
Zhao Zitong said seriously, "As far as I know, your company's stock price has been falling since the scandal. Of course, you two may not care about this little money, but this is all the shareholders' money. Do you think the shareholders would like this matter to continue to ferment?"
Zhuo Liqun finally became interested: "Interesting, you actually pay attention to the stock market. I thought..."
He didn't continue speaking, but Zhao Zitong knew that he had put the right emphasis.
"I heard that your company is discussing financing with an American company recently. If the leader of a company is so promiscuous that he even competes with his own son for love, I think any venture capital company will be cautious, right?"
Zhuo Liqun stood up, feeling somewhat confused. This was a company secret. How did she get the news
"As for Zhenfeng, I know that he disdains to inherit your assets. He likes law and jobs like legal aid. Moreover, he doesn't like the intrigues and hypocritical flattery in the business world."
"Now that he has returned to Hong Kong, as a lawyer, you cannot ignore his reputation,"
"Everyone has their own aspirations. If you two simply interpret the relationship between Zhenfeng and me as a relationship of money and body, it would be too superficial."
The tenderness in Zhuo Zhenfeng's heart slowly melted away. The feeling was hard to describe. Although the two of them had not known each other for a long time, they were so compatible in soul.
"So, clarifying this matter will only benefit me, the two of you, and Zhenfeng."
After that, Zhuo Liqun and Wang Wenhui were silent. Zhuo Liqun walked back and forth a few times, then turned around and said, "I am willing to cooperate with you to clarify, but you know that for things like this, just ignore them. The more you explain, the more trouble you will have. How do you plan to clarify?"
"The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop. Since someone is making trouble behind our backs, let's speak frankly and hold a press conference directly."
Seeing that her proposal had been adopted, Zhao Zitong took out a crisis public relations plan from her bag and handed it to the two of them.
"Crisis public relations plan? You also know this?" Wang Wenhui looked at the document in her hand and felt that her vision was indeed too narrow, just like she said.
"I know a lot of things. If Mrs. Zhuo is interested, we can communicate more in the future."
"Why hold a press conference for such a small matter?" Wang Wenhui was puzzled.
"Of course, they think we are afraid of others' gossip. Since gossip is inevitable, why don't we just bring the matter out in the open? Only sneaky and malicious speculation is newsworthy."
"If you speak out openly, the rumors will naturally fall apart."
Zhuo Liqun glanced at her and said, "You are quite courageous. Most girls of your age would just hide and cry secretly when encountering such a thing. Aren't you afraid that others will point fingers at you behind your back?"
"If you are upright, you have nothing to fear. I don't care what others say about me or how they look at me. Living in the mouths of others is the most tiring thing."
Zhao Zitong stood up, took Zhuo Zhenfeng's hand, and said firmly:
"If this matter had not involved Zhenfeng, I would have definitely ignored these nonsense remarks. I can ignore other people's slander against me, but I cannot turn a blind eye to other people's slander against my boyfriend."
Zhuo Zhenfeng held his girlfriend's hand a little harder, and looked at her with affection, emotion and surprise in his eyes.
Looking at her son's eyes, Wang Wenhui's heart began to soften. It had been a long time since she saw her son so happy.
As a mother, as long as her son is happy, she is willing to give up everything, including her self-esteem, face and obsession.
"I will make arrangements for the press conference. You are responsible for finding Zhao Wenqiang." Zhuo Liqun said this and went upstairs. Wang Wenhui looked at the two of them and said nothing, and followed them upstairs.
Zhao Zitong breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhuo Zhenfeng hugged her and said, "Ms. Zhao, I think you have the talent to be a lawyer. Are you interested in applying for the law department of Cambridge University?"
"In an industry, it's enough to have one person who is handsome and talented. Adding another person who is beautiful and smart is a bit unfair to other industries."
"Ring..."
A phone call interrupted their fun.
Zhuo Zhenfeng put down his mobile phone, his expression somewhat serious: "Zhao Wenqiang jumped to his death, just below the unfinished building we just passed by."
"So, the man who just jumped off the building to commit suicide was Zhao Wenqiang?" Zhao Zitong pondered: "This time I want to see his body."
Last time, it was because she didn't want to look that caused such a big mistake. Now if she doesn't go to confirm it, she will only be more passive.
"He is definitely dead, but it is hard to say whether he committed suicide." Zhuo Zhenfeng regained his sanity and calmness.