Not long after the call ended, a trending topic quietly ascended to the top of the hot search list.
"Seriously, who is this Fang Miaomiao? I see her name on the hot search almost every few days."
"Damn, how disgusting, F..."
Wang Jiahui understood this was no joke and quickly agreed, then contacted the data department and other divisions to deal with Fang Miaomiao's matter.
"Huh? What's going on?" Fang Miaomiao suspected her phone was malfunctioning.
She had just returned to her bedroom and was about to check Weibo when she noticed the letters "fmm." When she clicked on it, there was no message.
Even a manual search yielded nothing.
Could it be that the company had proactively deleted the negative trending topics about her?
This thought lasted only a second before she cast it aside.
Joking aside, for her original company to proactively suppress trending topics, it meant either the end of the world or they needed her for something.
Just as she expected, Li Jie called her again the next second.
They stared at their phones, neither speaking.
Finally, the person on the other end couldn't hold back.
"Your trending topic has been suppressed by the company, but you should know that Wang Qing's backer is Feng He."
Fang Miaomiao narrowed her eyes slightly, then turned on the speakerphone, accidentally pressing something.
"So, Li Jie, what do you mean by that?" Fang Miaomiao lay on the sofa. "I'm a bit slow, I can't quite grasp the twists and turns in people's minds. Why don't you just say what you mean directly?"
"Miaomiao, are you free this afternoon? Come to the company."
"That might be difficult, Li Jie, you know I have to stay home to accompany my child."
"Fang Miaomiao." Li Jie frowned.
Didn't Fang Miaomiao hate Wen Yanan the most? Why was she now fawning over Wen Yanan? Was she trying to improve her status in the Wen family through Wen Yanan?
"Li Jie, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up."
"Fang Miaomiao, don't push your luck."
An angry male voice came from the other end of the phone.
It sounded familiar.
Fang Miaomiao rummaged through her memory and recalled.
Wang Jiahui.
The first person who stepped on her original self to climb up.
"Fang Miaomiao, don't forget, I still have a lot of dirt on you. Do you believe I can destroy you as easily as I can crush an ant?"
"For example?"
Compared to Wang Jiahui's exasperation, Fang Miaomiao was remarkably calm.
"Did you just get out of the police station today?" Wang Jiahui said smugly. "Didn't expect that, did you? You didn't think I'd know about it, did you?"
Fang Miaomiao was silent for a moment, a cold glint appearing in her eyes: "Manager Wang, what do you want?"
"Come with me to a banquet tonight."
"Not interested."
"Then just wait to be blacklisted to death by those netizens. You know how vicious people can be when they curse." Wang Jiahui motioned for Li Jie to leave. "As long as you accompany me to one banquet, the video of you at the police station won't be leaked."
Fang Miaomiao's lips curled upwards: "Are you sure?"
In the book, the original owner had gone to a banquet and fallen into a trap, losing her virtue to a gluttonous man. This information later reached Wen Zhiyan's ears, and he realized he hadn't harmed the original owner before.
Therefore, after helping the original owner resolve the issue, he also subtly distanced himself from her. This was one of the reasons why the original owner had desperately wanted to destroy Wen Zhiyan and Wen Yanan in the end.
"Naturally, when have I ever lied to you?" Hearing this, Wang Jiahui knew Fang Miaomiao had agreed. "So, you've already made up your mind, haven't you?"