"Master, go to Century Center."
After getting in the car, Tang Nuanhua said to the driver.
"Nuan Hua, where are you going?" Lin Nanxiang was very confused at the side.
Tang Nuanhua smiled and said, "Don't worry, you will know later."
After saying that, Tang Nuanhua took out his mobile phone and sent a message: See you at the Century Center in ten minutes.
Recipient: Song Qianying.
Ten minutes later, Century Center Square.
Tang Nuanhua and Lin Nanxiang got out of the car. At this time, a dark car drove over, and it was Song Qianying who got out of the car.
"Miss Tang."
Song Qianying saw Tang Nuan's painting and immediately stepped forward. Only then did she notice Lin Nanxiang next to her, so she asked, "Who is this?"
"This is my best friend Nan Xiang. I asked her to keep her company." Tang Nuanhua smiled, "But you are quite fast."
"Can you hurry up?"
Speaking of this, Song Qianying suddenly sighed, "Now Song Yijun has removed all my positions in my company. I don't have to go to the company every day, and there is nothing to worry about."
"Ms. Tang, you don't know. Now that my father is unconscious in the hospital, my mother and I can't control Song Yijun. She is almost dying of pride in the company."
When she thought of Song Yijun showing off her power in the company, Song Qianying became very angry and wanted to pull Song Yijun from that position, but she was unable to do so.
Hearing this, Tang Nuanhua smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, Song Yijun won't be proud for long. Of course I have a way to cure her."
"What can we do?" Song Qianying and Lin Nanxiang were both keeping an eye on Tang Nuanhua.
Tang Nuanhua smiled brightly and tapped their foreheads with his two index fingers. "Follow me, and you will know."
Then, Tang Nuanhua led the two people behind him into one of the tallest buildings in Century Center.
The last time Tang Nuan's paintings came here was half a year ago.
At that time, in order to prove Lin Nanxiang's innocence, Tang Nuanhua had to come to Fu Yanxin for help. Unexpectedly, now, she would need her help again.
Fu Yanxin, the editor-in-chief of City News Express, Fu Yansi's sister, and Tang Nuanhua's friend since childhood.
Since this newspaper has always only produced documentary news, its credibility in the hearts of the public is extremely high.
The news that can be published in this newspaper has generally gone through a real review.
And once the press release is published, it will be a network-wide press release, and its dissemination will be much higher than that of ordinary news agencies.
Soon, Tang Nuanhua found the address of the newspaper office, and then found Fu Yanxin.
Fu Yanxin is still so beautiful and charming, but this time, she dyed her wavy hair dark brown, making her more mature.
She ditched her professional suit and wore a tight white sweater, which perfectly outlined Fu Yanxin's proud figure, making her look full of femininity.
Still wearing ten-centimeter high heels, Fu Yanxin walked up to the three of them with ease.
"Long time no see, Nuan Hua."
Fu Yanxin gave Tang Nuanhua a hug as soon as she came up.
"Long time no see, beautiful Yan Xin, I'm here to trouble you again." Tang Nuanhua laughed and said without being polite at all.
Fu Yanxin also laughed after hearing this, and then waved her hand gracefully.
"Don't talk like this between you and me. What's the trouble? If there's anything I can do to help you, just say it."
"But who are these two friends behind you?" Fu Yanxin said, looking at Lin Nanxiang and Song Qianying behind her.
Tang Nuanhua smiled at this time and said, "These two are my friends. I will introduce them to you later. Now, let's find a place to sit and talk first?"
"OK."
Fu Yanxin nodded, and then the four women left together.
Since the four women were all beauties, when they were walking on the road, the people next to them would almost be unable to take their eyes away when they took one look at them.
The four of them were also in a happy mood, and then they found a coffee shop and sat down.
"With the few of us together, can we have a table of mahjong together?"
After sitting down, Fu Yanxin took the lead in opening the topic.
Several people burst into laughter, and the atmosphere suddenly became less awkward.
Then, Tang Nuanhua introduced their identities to each other, and then started talking about business.
"Yan Xin, as you are in the news business, you should know that the Song family has been very popular in the past two days, right?" Tang Nuanhua asked.
"Of course."
Fu Yanxin smiled and nodded, "That Song Yijun, doesn't he claim to be a rising star? I wanted to laugh after watching that interview."
Before Tang Nuanhua could answer, Fu Yanxin asked, "You are looking for me because of her affairs, right?"
"You are so smart."
Tang Nuanhua couldn't help but smile and praise, and then said bluntly, "To be honest, she is my enemy, oh no, it should be said that she is our three common enemies."
"That's right." Song Qianying nodded in agreement.
Although Lin Nanxiang said nothing, she remembered how Song Yijun treated her maliciously in the past.
Then, Tang Nuanhua said, "Yan Xin, I actually want you to help me steal her spotlight!"
"What?"
Fu Yanxin looked confused, "How can we fight this? I'm just an editor. I only know how to do news. If you ask me to join your little revenge group, I won't do it."
Hearing this, Tang Nuanhua chuckled and said, "What a small revenge group. I actually just want you to help me report some news."
"Don't look at that Song Yijun. She looks serious on the surface, but in fact she has done countless bad things. We just hope that you can help us expose the things she has done."
"So this is ah."
Fu Yanxin breathed a sigh of relief, and then agreed straightforwardly.
"Okay, what do you want to reveal? Let me understand the situation and see if I can help you."
"Yeah! You can definitely help."
Tang Nuanhua nodded happily, then looked at Song Qianying, "Qianying, please tell me about your father."
"Okay." Song Qianying nodded.
Then, Song Qianying didn't hide anything and told everything that happened at home during this period.
Fu Yanxin was shocked after hearing this.
"So, Song Yijun murdered your father and then deliberately drafted a fake will to usurp the throne?"
"That's right." Song Qianying nodded firmly.
"This is no small matter. Do you have any evidence?" Fu Yanxin asked nervously.
"This..." Song Qianying said this and sighed, "If there was evidence, I wouldn't be where I am today."
Tang Nuanhua could understand Song Qianying's mood, so he could only comfort her, "It's okay, I will help you."