At the same moment, Longyuan also received a reply message from a Gangcheng media tycoon, telling Song Qiyue that the media would no longer report any news about Ling Gongzi. The news was astonishing, and even Nie Xun hadn't thought of who did all this behind his back.
Nie Xun couldn't help thinking about it, but he thought of that person, could it be Mo Zhengyan
However, the inside story obtained here is not, because the secretary of the other young and old personally connected, "Miss Song, Mr. Wei said, please be relieved."
"Who is this Chief Wei?" Nie Xun asked.
When Song Qiyue heard the news, she was really relieved and immediately understood who that person was, "Wei Rong."
"The one from Wei's?" Nie Xun didn't understand, where did this Mr. Wei come from and have such great ability.
Song Qiyue settled down, "Nie Xun, you don't have to deal with this matter anymore."
Nie Xun then realized that she was going to meet this Rong Shao.
...
"How could it be this Rong Shao?" The truth he found out was surprising, and when He Sangsang heard it, she couldn't help being surprised.
According to reason, this Wei's Rong Shao shouldn't interfere in this matter. And he was still doing it before Mo Zhengyan, as if he had been paying attention to all the movements, so he could do it right away. However, the more critical point is that this less-tolerant ability can be so wide that he can easily mobilize the largest media in Hong Kong City, and even unite all media.
This is suspicious, and Qi Jian also doesn't know the reason. "Mr. Mo, what's going on?"
This time, the secretary Qian Jue went to inquire about the situation, Qian Jue said, "It is the boss of Phoenix Weekly who directly talked to the various media in Hong Kong."
This is even more an inference. In fact, this Rong Shao didn't connect with the entertainment public, but just found a big boss with the biggest media. Nowadays, in Hong Kong City, several major entertainment and cultural publications belong to different ones. Although it is advantageous to find a big man, how can you let the other big men take orders.
"You know, what his name is." Mo Zhengyan said unhurriedly.
He Sangsang said immediately, "Wei Rong, Mr. Wei."
"You only know that he is a surnamed lieutenant, but what you don't know is that his name, that character, is also a well-known big family in Hong Kong." Mo Zhengyan condensed his eyes slightly, turning the huge picture behind the scenes. Branch out.
Wei Shi Rong Shao stationed at Wei Shi’s Gangcheng branch. Everyone only knew that Wei Shi was also famous in Gangcheng, but they didn’t know the line of Rong Shi.
The three of them were very surprised. After thinking about it, Qian Jue seemed to have learned something, "Ms. Mo, is it the Rong family?"
"It's this one." Mo Zhengyan answered, Qian Jue was even more shocked, "No wonder!"
"Secretary Qian, what's the matter?" He Sangsang asked immediately, and Qi Jian also looked at her.
Qian Jue stated what he knew, "The Rong family founded the media publications of Gangcheng. They were the earliest leading company and the media dominance at that time. Later, the Rong family moved out of Gangcheng and his business spread to various regions abroad. The media industry here in Hong Kong City has left a significant influence."
"I heard that the tycoon of Rong's back then unconditionally transferred his publications to partners who worked together in the foundation. The old group of senior executives who stayed founded various media companies by themselves." Qian Jue said simply. The background of his family made the two dumbfounded.
Who knows that the unknown family has such a history, and the little-known, rare and unremarkable Rong Shao, should have such a background!
"Could it be that the partner who changed hands to is the boss of today's Phoenix Media?" Qi Jian asked aloud.
"Which group of high-level officials are also the bosses of several large media companies in Hong Kong?" He Sangsang followed.
This is really amazing!
Qian Jue frowned, "I don't know this very well."
That is too long a history, it has already been scrubbed and tampered with many times, and it will inevitably appear unreal to tell from the crowd.
Mo Zhengyan said warmly, "The person Rong's changed hands is not the one from Phoenix Media now."
The three of them looked at him, and Mo Zhengyan slowly said, "It's at least six generations away after counting this generation."
Once again, it was shockingly speechless again, and it would have been so long. I'm afraid it happened a few centuries ago, and the three of them were shocked.
"I should also go to meet him for a while." Mo Zhengyan said in a hurry.
He Sangsang immediately took his order, "Mr. Mo, then I'll contact him."
And that Rong Shao seemed to have expected Mo Shi to contact him a long time ago, so when the secretary received the call, he directly pointed out the meeting place.
Mo Zhengyan had visited that restaurant once, and that was the place where Wei Rong made an appointment to meet him more than two years ago. After a period of time, the restaurant remained the same without much change. And this person who arrived first was also Wei Rong.
In the same box, Mo Zhengyan walked in.
Wei Rongduan sat at the back of the table. The people outside looked over, and saw his dark hair, although it was not a sword eyebrow, it was in the temple, a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and Fengyan smiled slightly, but his eyes were focused. Shoot.
There were only waiters in this box, and Mo Zhengyan naturally came in alone.
Qi Jian and He Sangsang stayed outside again and waited.
Like the last time, the two also talked inside. This time they didn't know what they were talking about. They waited in silence, and a quarter of an hour passed.
With a cup of tea, the two men sat face to face.
Wei Rong said, "Ms. Mo, I haven't seen you in some days."
"Think about it, the last time I saw each other was here. Life went too fast. It took more than two years in the blink of an eye." Mo Zhengyan replied.
"Life is fast, but I don't know whether Mr. Mo has been living well or not in peace over the past two years." Wei Rong asked with a smile.
I don't know what I was asking, but it was so profound. Mo Zhengyan also smiled. He didn't answer directly. Instead, he said, "I'm here today to invite President Wei to thank you."
"It's just that?" Wei Rong's profile was handsome and unparalleled in the light.
Mo Zhengyan asked, "Then President Wei thinks, what else? The news from Phoenix Media today is indeed a good thing for me."
"Look at it, thinking that Mr. Mo should have to deal with it. I happened to meet him, so I mentioned this matter." Wei Rong responded lightly, and his attitude remained the same from the beginning to the moment. Calm, just like his name.
"It seems that General Wei is very concerned about Mo's." Mo Zhengyan tightened his eyes.
Wei Rong said, "It's better to say that I pay attention to Longyuan."
"If it's for Longyuan, why should President Wei accept the invitation here today." Mo Zhengyan's eyes sharpened, "Just to drink tea, then there is no need to pick a day like this."
This person's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, but the eyes were not full. Wei Rong glanced at it, and he really understood the means of the Mo family. "I know that Mr. Mo is busy. In fact, I don't want to bother. It's just that. Today’s incident happened to have something to do with Mr. Mo, so it’s nothing, so let’s talk to Mr. Mo.
Just talking and laughing, Mo Zhengyan didn't say anything, but Wei Rong just took a selfie and clapped his hands. In two sounds, the waiter on the side pushed the door open.
Soon afterwards, Qi Jian and He Sangsang saw a black-clothed assistant walking along the corridor with two very embarrassed men. The two men lowered their heads all the way, seeming to be in a hurry, so they couldn't see how they looked.
The three of them entered the box, and a few others entered. Upon seeing this, Qi Jian and He Sangsang also came to Mo Zhengyan and stood behind.
Suddenly, the room seemed crowded.
Wei Rong sat quietly, and said to the people beside him, "It's not arguing to see President Mo, now that I see it, if you have anything to say, just say it yourself."
Everyone was calm, only the two embarrassed men, shaking their bodies, trembled and walked forward two steps.
But before he spoke, he "pounced—" and both knelt down in front of Mo Zhengyan.
"Ms. Mo, I'm sorry, it's our fault! We shouldn't do this. It's our fault for the children to be frightened! Please forgive us!" The two men immediately knelt in a panic, and their trembling voices were urgent and fierce, as if there was something behind them. Jackal, tiger and leopard have been chasing.
Only then did Qi Jian and He Sangsang know that these two people turned out to be the two troubled reporters they were looking for!
In front of them, Mo Zhengyan sat quietly, without saying a word, the corner of his eyes was just looking at Wei Rong who was sitting opposite.
Not even a corner of it swept the two reporters.
There was also Wei Rong who had never looked at him.
Wei Rong said, "How to talk, don't know how to be polite?"
Immediately, the subordinates stepped forward, held the shoulders of the two reporters, grabbed their hair, abruptly pulled their heads up, and confronted Mo Zhengyan. That horrified and distorted face was completely exposed to the light and to everyone.
"Sorry! Forgive us, please forgive us!" The two men were terrified as if facing death.
The two men on the table only listened to the begging for mercy, and still did not speak. Suddenly, with a cold punch, the two men stopped in pain.
Wei Rong said again, "I heard that Mr. Mo is looking for them."
"The president of the weekly is really good at being able to get in touch with President Wei. The person I asked the president to find, he didn't find him, but you let President Wei find it." Mo Zhengyan finally said, the male voice was somber. "I think, how come I don’t know where to go, it turned out to be Chief Wei here."
Everything understood immediately, it turned out that these two reporters had been trapped and guarded under Wei Rong's command. No wonder, the troops sent out are all empty.
Wei Rong's thin lips raised, and his eyebrows were filled with solemnity. "It is right for Mr. Mo to be angry. This matter is all because of them. After eating the guts and courage, he shouldn't move Mr. Mo's son. Shouldn't move a child."
"So what exactly did General Wei mean today?" Mo Zhengyan replied and faced him.
Wei Rong's eyes slowly said, "They were bold and did such a thing. They didn't say much, just admit the punishment."
As soon as the voice fell, the two men were suddenly ambushed and knocked down on the table. The two screamed in pain, and they were shaking all over with fear, and their pleadings were also stopped.
Subsequently, the tray of silverware was taken out. Several pure silver knives were placed on the black velvet, and the subordinates took them to Wei Rong's side.
Suddenly, Wei Rong made a quick move. Only while smiling, he picked up a knife, slammed it, and threw it at the man's palm, only to hear a muffled scream "Ah--" , The man's palm was pierced into the tip of the knife, and blood suddenly flowed out, a piece of scarlet color!
The scene came quickly and urgently, and it happened before the blink of an eye. Here, Qi Jian, who was the Lianjiazi, was in awe.
He Sangsang's eyebrows, this Rong Shao with such an iron fist, is really on par with Mo!
"He took the camera with both hands to secretly take a picture of Master Ling. If you want to discard it or keep it, whatever Mr. Mo said." Wei Rong's words were already on the table, and the person exercising sovereignty became Mo Zhengyan.
The wailing man was stuffed with a ball of paper, and the other was so scared that he didn't even dare to make a sound. The blood was still dripping on the table and dripping to the ground. Mo Zhengyan was motionless. He watched all this quietly. I want to use his hands to do something."
Mo Zhengyan said softly, "Abandoning his hand, can it be said that what happened can be regarded as not happening."
Obviously, Mo Zhengyan's words have already expressed his stance, and he will not give up like this.
Wei Rong said, "Then follow Mr. Mo's meaning."
"Since Mr. Wei can bring people to me today, that means listening to me." Mo Zhengyan said softly.
Wei Rong smiled, only facing his jaw.
At the moment, Mo Zhengyan glanced, Qi Jian made a move, and the table in front of him was overturned. The teapots and teacups were all shattered, but no one cared about it. Qi Jian turned the table upside down and fixed it on the wall. This move scared the two reporters out of direction.
There was a slight difference in Wei Rong. He stood up, his subordinate moved the chair back, and he sat down again, and a new cup of tea was immediately delivered to his hand, "Ms. Mo is free."
"You two, who is running after my son?" Mo Zhengyan asked in a deep voice.
One of the two men shook his head, and the other nodded in fear.
He Sangsang should step forward, take the person from others, and press him down on the table that was turned up and fixed on the wall, "Stand well, don't move."
The man's legs were shaking, he didn't know what was going to happen, but he seemed to have some premonition.
He Sangsang walked to another person again, grabbed that person's shoulder and let him witness it next to his companion, "Please stand still."
Table case, human body, silver knife.
The three things gathered together, and everything became stranger and full of terrible heavy atmosphere.
Mo Zhengyan didn't rush to get up, and his slender fingers lifted the front of the suit. He took off the silver-white napkin, and then stood up faintly.
"Is President Mo a little hot?" Wei Rong asked with a smile, but the joke was very cold.
Mo Zhengyan looked at the two, and his reply was even colder, "I'm afraid of blood."
Wei Rong condensed suddenly and saw him covering his eyes with the kerchief. The next second, the silver knife was already in hand.
Mo Zhengyan took the knife.
This is simply a terrifying scene. At this moment, it is not magic, throwing darts, as long as the slightest deviation, people will be killed. The man who was nailed to the table, his legs trembled with fright. Another man, his hand was injured, and the blood was still flowing.
The blindfolded eyes and the eyes behind the scarf can see nothing, but the silver knife in the hand will fly out. In an instant, someone closed their eyes, and someone screamed in silence--
Wei Rong lowered his head to sip the tea, and with a thud, the silver knife was inserted into the table and violently inserted.
The knife was missed. But before the flying knife came out, the nailed man had already fainted in shock!
The other person was as soft as a pool of mud, unable to speak a word, and fell to the ground equally.
Mo Zhengyan stood there, Wei Rong said, "Mr. Mo, it's a pity, people can't help but faint with just one shot."
The towel was taken off. Mo Zhengyan never looked at it. He said solemnly, "These two people, I just treat them as dead. From today on, I don’t want to see them in Hong Kong, let alone show up again. In front of me!"
"Mr. Mo, please be relieved, they are already dead." Wei Rong replied.
"Only this time, it's not an example!" Mo Zhengyan never looked back, let alone glanced at the two people who fell on the ground. He only left this sentence behind and stepped out of the box. Qi Jian and He Sangsang immediately followed and left.
In the box, Wei Rong ordered, "Wake them up to me."
The cold water they brought was splashed on them in the winter. The person who was awakened from freezing woke up. The man who was in a coma first came to his senses, but the whole person was still at a loss. He just found out that there was no Mo's party in the box. , Only saw Wei Rong, the man crawling away came to his feet, excitedly grabbed him, "Uncle Biao..."
"Uncle Cousin, you want to save me, you must save me! Mo's person, Young Master Mo, he will kill me!" The man cried.
Wei Rong lowered his head, his gentle and elegant face was condensed at this moment, "You said that uncle, until today. Leaving Hong Kong City, I can do it for myself."
"Cousin! Don't leave me alone, I'm your nephew!" The man kept begging.
"If it weren't for your father and my mother's acquaintance, I wouldn't care about you. From now on, if you have anything else, don't come to me again." Wei Rong said calmly, the tea cup in his hand finally Put it down, and with a slight drop, this incident seemed to have come to an end.
...
Some things are not official, so it is not reasonable to go to the Captain's Company. In the afternoon, Song Qiyue arrived at a place.
There is a gallery in that quiet boulevard.
The exterior of that gallery is very simple. The creeper has crawled halfway this year, and the literary and artistic atmosphere is like it is about to invade the entire store. As I walked closer, I could see the huge ancient-style glass windows with complicated carvings even with patterns. When I was far away, I could see the huge picture in the window. Under the cover of the hanging tassel curtains, one can still vaguely see the messy mannequins.
Many of the layouts of the artist’s galleries are so distinctive.
"Miss, do you have any preferences, I can give you some help." The little girl clerk greeted her warmly.
Song Qiyue smiled, "Then talk about this painting."
"The painting in this painting is a black swan, and the painting techniques used are very delicate. Take a look here..." The clerk actively introduced and described everything about the painting in detail. Song Qiyue also listened to it.
Song Qiyue didn't know much about painting, but she just noticed that the symbol on the painting is the symbol that belongs to the painting.
Song Qiyue asked, "Why is there only one black swan here?"
"That's because..." The clerk was about to explain, and a male voice rang from behind, "Because the black swan is monogamous, one is dead, and the other will never be paired for life."
The gentle male voice rang, and the clerk turned his head, "Boss! This young lady is here to paint..."
"She didn't come to see the painting." Wei Rong replied. He looked at Song Qiyue and said, "She is here to wait for someone."
"Boss Wei, you are finally here." Song Qiyue smiled.
When the clerk saw that it was so, he was here to wait for the boss, so he hurried to the side.
Wei Rong stepped forward and Song Qiyue said, "This painting is not bad."
"What's not bad? It's because of the black swan?" Wei Rong smiled. "Women seem to have a preference for these heartfelt animals."
Song Qiyue shook her head, pointing her finger to the painted place, "This picture is good here."
Wei Rong saw that it was the character of the painting, exactly the "J" letter.
The two wandered in the gallery, and Song Qiyue said, "Shao Rong, I am very grateful for your help this time."
"I promised that person to help you." Wei Rong replied, "It's just that this is the second time, and you have one last chance."
"This last chance, it seems that I have to take it well." Song Qiyue smiled.
Wei Rong said again, "However, I also have selfish intentions in this matter."
"How to say." Song Qiyue asked.
Wei Rong stopped in front of a portrait and said, "The two reporters, one of them is my cousin."
Suddenly, it seemed that everything came to understand again, Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, "Rong Shao, then this second chance, you have earned it back."
"I just met President Mo." Wei Rong mentioned Mo Zhengyan again. Song Qiyue was not surprised at this. "You don't seem to be surprised at all."
Song Qiyue said, "I can find you, let alone him."
"You don't want to know, what happened?"
"I just want to know how it turned out."
Wei Rong told her, "They won't appear in front of you again."
"That's good," Song Qiyue said, "I'm not the one who rushes to kill."
"I thought that Young Master Mo was." Wei Rong mentioned Mo Zhengyan again. "Put the man on the table and play a game of a masked flying knife. Before the knife was shot, the man was already fainted. In the past. If you have a heart attack, I’m afraid you’ve already been in the hospital."
"It seems that the person has not been admitted to the hospital, and there is no heart disease." Song Qiyue only grasped this key point.
Wei Rong said, "At the last time, he said four words, not as an example."
Song Qiyue condensed, Wei Rong said, "He should have guessed what is going on, but he didn't explain it."
If it weren't for one or two speculations, how could there be such a round, but even if it was speculation, he was so bold, really few people.
"His acting skills, if you say second, no one is the first." Song Qiyue confronted the painting, and scenes of what he was talking about appeared before her eyes. After a while, he said softly, "No matter what, I would like to thank you for less tolerance."
"You're polite, remember that there is only one chance." Wei Rong reminded again, turning around, "After you go back, please tell Mr. Nie not to pursue further investigations."
Song Qiyue nodded and said as he walked through the corridor, "I bought the black swan painting just now."
"This is my last painting here. It's expensive."
"That's right, I just like out-of-print goods."
The clerk immediately wrapped up the painting and handed it to Song Qiyue to bid her farewell.
Standing at the window, Wei Rong watched Song Qiyue's leaving figure, but he remembered the meeting with Mo Zhengyan just now, everything was still gathering. This is the second time Wei Rong has dealt with this President Mo, and it is really thrilling.
The Mo family is really well-deserved.
Suddenly a phone call rang, and Wei Rong answered. On the other end, the subordinate said, "Young Master Rong, they were intercepted when they were just sent to the dock. They were beaten up..."
"Where is it from?" Wei Rong asked.
"It's Mr. Nie from Longyuan!"
Nie Xun.
Wei Rong's gaze fell on the sunlight on the ground in the afternoon. These two men, one thoughtful and one oriole behind, were equally cruel and cruel.
What kind of position does such a woman, caught between these two men, end
...
After returning from Wei Rong, Song Qiyue told Nie Xun that the matter came to an end. As far as Song Qiyue is concerned, as long as the media doesn't bother Shao Yu, everything else does not matter to him.
"I see." Nie Xun also agreed. He was just curious, "Do you know what the origin of this Mr. Wei is."
"It seems to be very powerful." When Song Qiyue heard his words, she knew that he had already investigated.
Nie Xun said, "How did you meet him?"
"I don't know him." Song Qiyue replied, Nie Xun frowned, "Then how can he help you?"
"Because I did his friend a favor." Song Qiyue replied simply, "This is the past, anyway, forget it this time."
Nie Xun stopped asking, seeing her leaving, he asked again, "I just came back, where are you going?"
"go to school."
"It's not that Shao Yu didn't go to school today."
"I'm just going to see."
The way to the school is already familiar, but today is at a loss, because Shao Yu did not come to the school, she would not see him, but she still went. Teacher Ru saw her and came to meet her, but he was also suspicious.
"I'll take a look," Song Qiyue explained with a smile, "I remember that when Shao Yu left that day, it seemed that he had forgotten a crayon."
crayon? Teacher Ru went with her, and then went to the reception room. Song Qiyue squatted down, rummaged on the ground, and finally found the crayon. "I was in a hurry yesterday, so I forgot to pick it up today. "
When Teacher Ru saw this scene, she was suddenly moved and looked at Song Qiyue and shouted, "Mother Shao Yu."
Song Qiyue stopped, "What?"
"There are a lot of recent news, a lot of news about you..." Teacher Ru seemed to mention it, but felt that it was wrong, so she said it so intermittently, even more apologetic, "Sorry, I'm not here to inquire about anything, I just... "
"It's okay." Song Qiyue answered her words, "I have seen those reports, do you want to ask me anything?"
"No..." Teacher Ru denied, she frowned and said softly, "I just want to say, I don't believe those reports say that you are a good mother!"
"I know that the matter of those two reporters has caused a lot of harm to you." Teacher Ru mustered up the courage even more, "Shao Yu is still young. Although he listened to it, I believe he was only for a while. Unacceptable. He likes you so much, likes mom so much, how can he really hate you."
"So, so don't be sad!" Teacher Ru said seriously.