A group of people boarded the bus, wearing masks.
"This is the first stop on the bus, and we just happen to have seats," Cui Mantong said excitedly. "Miaomiao, how do you know so much?"
"My favorite thing is to be online," Fang Miaomiao said, raising her phone. "A quick search on my phone, and I know everything."
"In about two stops, we'll reach the zoo."
Two stops passed quickly. As it was a weekday, there weren't many people on the bus.
The passengers occasionally glanced at the group wearing masks, but they didn't notice anything unusual.
The zoo stop arrived soon.
The zoo's entrance was vast, with quite a few people standing at the entrance.
Fang Miaomiao found the ticket booth and surprisingly saw a family ticket option, which was also much cheaper than the regular ticket price.
Upon inquiring, she learned that this was a summer welfare initiative specifically set up by the zoo director to attract more children to visit.
After purchasing the tickets,
the group lined up to enter the zoo.
"Where should we go first?"
"Let's ask the children," Fang Miaomiao disliked making decisions the most. Compared to making choices, she preferred to follow others. "The children are older now, they need to learn independence and how to think for themselves."
"I think you're right," Cui Mantong decisively sided with Fang Miaomiao. "Sisi, the rest of the mission is yours to handle."
"Agreed."
Chen Huan, though silent, unconsciously moved a step closer to where Fang Miaomiao was standing.
Wen Yan'an's eye twitched. "Have you guys been corrupted by my mother?"
[Damn, damn, what did I just hear? Did my ears malfunction? Wen Yan'an actually called Fang Miaomiao mom? What happened between them?]
[I'm surprised too. And have you noticed? In this episode, Wen Yan'an and Fang Miaomiao are clearly much closer. Seriously, someone who doesn't know their past or the previous two episodes would definitely think Fang Miaomiao and Wen Yan'an are mother and son.]
[I really want to know the gossip. Did Wen Yan'an get lectured by his father at home, and that's why he reluctantly called Fang Miaomiao mom? If that's the case, it's truly disgusting, and Fang Miaomiao is a vixen.]
[The person upstairs, can you stop with the conspiracy theories? Does An'an look like he's yielding out of fear? Why are all of you so malicious?]
[Is the administrator not working today? I really can't stand these hateful comments. Can someone do something? Constantly bringing up conspiracy theories really affects people's moods.]
The administrator that everyone online was thinking of, the publicity department of Wen Group, was currently standing nervously at their workstation.
And before all of them stood Ran Lian.
Ran Lian looked at Fang Miaomiao's smiling face on the computer with a gloomy expression. "Does Wen Group spend so much money every month just for you all to slack off and watch livestreams?"
"If any of you don't want to work, go to the HR department and collect your pay. Day after day, if I don't check up on you, I wouldn't have known your publicity department has slacked off to this extent."
"Old Madam," the head of the publicity department called out with a grim expression.
"Shut up. If you dare to say another word, I'll make you pack your bags and leave right now, believe it or not," Ran Lian said, banging the table. "I didn't believe it when others said you were slacking off. After all, in my opinion, although Wen Zhiyan isn't very capable, he's competent in managing people and affairs."
Speaking of which, Ran Lian sneered. "However, it seems I overestimated him. Today, all of your salaries will be deducted. If I ever find you doing any improper or messy things behind the scenes again, let's see if I'll tolerate it."
After speaking, Ran Lian turned and left.
After she left, the publicity department members finally breathed a sigh of relief, slumping back into their workstations.
"Oh my god, is the Old Madam that fierce? This is nothing like what I heard or saw on TV."
"Anyone can act. You never know what's in someone's heart," an elder from the publicity department sneered. "I think the Old Madam definitely didn't get her way with the Chairman again, so she's taking it out on us."
"What are you talking about?" The head of the publicity department regained his composure and glared at the speaker. "Alright, these people and these matters are not for us to discuss. Everyone do your work. As long as you know who signs your paycheck, get back to it. Who's the administrator today? Quickly reply, there are a lot of hateful comments appearing in the livestream room."
One person raised his hand. "Boss, can we fight back against these haters today?"
The department head also knew everyone was feeling frustrated. He said, "Take it easy," and then went upstairs to find the Chairman.
"Come in."
"Chairman."
"Has the Old Madam left?"
The department head nodded. "She came to guide our publicity department and then left."
Wen Zhiyan looked at the document in his hand and paused for a moment before saying, "Give the publicity department an extra three days' pay today. Regarding the Old Madam's matter, I apologize, continue with your work. You don't need to pay too much attention to what the Old Madam says."
"Yes." The department head continued, "Xie Corporation wants to invite the Chairman for an interview. We originally intended to refuse directly, but Miss Xie Wanqing asked us to seek your opinion before making a decision."
"Xie Wanqing?"
"Yes, Chairman. Furthermore, Miss Xie Wanqing said that the magazine for your interview would only write about the interview content and would not leave any of your portrait information." The department head also found it troublesome. After the Chairman took office, he made it very clear that he would not participate in any interviews.
They had also used this statement to refuse Miss Xie Wanqing, but Miss Xie Wanqing was as persistent as an iron scale, saying that as long as they went to the Chairman, he would definitely agree.
"Chairman?"
Seeing that there was no response for a long time, the department head softly called out again.
"How is Xie Wanqing's interview arranged?"
The department head was greatly surprised but immediately replied, "At the October Hotel, tomorrow evening. They said it's a special interview for the October Hotel and the August Hotel."
"Hotel?"
"Yes, I repeated the question. Xie Wanqing very definitively said it was about hotels, that this time it's an interview about hotels, and the destination should be at the hotel."
"I understand. You may go down now."
"Yes."
After the office door closed, Wen Zhiyan picked up his phone and found the chat interface with Xie Wanqing.
. : This is the first and last time. I don't owe you anymore.