Fu Yuan'er cursed that there was still a spare pair of pants in the club, so how often did he come there?
"Who arranged this interview for you? You don't have to use that person next time," Cheng Zitong said.
"I want you to take care of it." She glanced at him.
I feel angry and I don't like him no matter how I look at him.
Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows: "Then let's go back to the box."
"You can go back on your own." She turned around and didn't look at him, "I won't go back."
"No more interviews?"
"No more interviews."
Cheng Zitong sneered: "It turns out that the so-called chief reporter has this attitude when he encounters difficulties at work."
"want you……"
She originally wanted to say "I want you to take care of it", but considering that he was the big boss of the newspaper, it seemed inappropriate to say this.
She and he are now boss and employee, and their relationship is not one where they can act coquettishly or act arrogantly.
She took a deep breath and said, "I will finish this interview. Mr. Cheng, don't worry about it. Just go back to your box."
Cheng Zitong shrugged: "You are the one I brought here. Wouldn't it be strange if you don't go back after I go back?"
"What's weird about that? If you think I'm clumsy, just scold me and leave..."
He didn't speak, just looked at her with a slight smile in his eyes.
She gradually lost her temper and realized that she had oversimplified the problem. In a place like this, if her identity was exposed, both Cheng Zitong and Mr. Zhu might be implicated.
Some troubles are not unsolvable, but rather unnecessary.
She followed Cheng Zitong back to the box. She walked one step ahead, raised her arm and opened the door, and was immediately stunned.
Then he immediately turned around, as if he was frightened, and threw himself into Cheng Zitong's arms in a panic.
Cheng Zitong instinctively hugged her and looked through the crack in the door.
The people inside did play a little outrageous, no wonder she was frightened.
He closed the box door, hugged Fu Yuan'er and left the club through the side door.
Fu Yuan'er asked herself that after so many years as a reporter, she had experienced things that should be shocking, touching, and disgusting, but she never expected that the sexual intercourse between men and women could be so corrupted to this extent.
The more she thought about it, the more nauseated she became, and finally she couldn't help but push him away, squatting on the roadside and vomiting violently.
A pair of hands handed over a water bottle and tissues.
She took it and rinsed her mouth. After rinsing the entire bottle of water, she felt a little better.
"Are you still doing the interview?" Cheng Zi asked.
She sat down on a cement block on the side of the road and said with certainty: "There will be no more interviews."
What about the marriage world of middle-aged couples, "This kind of man is not worthy of marriage at all."
Moreover, she must go and report it, and then go after she recovers.
Her previous journalist colleagues had failed, but now it fell into her hands. She wanted to shake off all the sullenness that her colleagues had not expressed.
Cheng Zitong saw the anger in her eyes and guessed what she was thinking.
"Fu Yuan'er, if you do this, you have to think about the consequences." He had to remind her.
"In my first journalism class, the teacher told us that being a reporter not only requires courage and perseverance, but the most important thing is conscience!"
There was burning anger in her eyes, which was the purest fire in the world.
Yes, she wants to pursue the light, so let him block the darkness behind her.
"I don't object to you," Cheng Zitong knelt down in front of her, his handsome eyes looking directly into hers, "but leave the photos to me and I will handle them. I will let them be exposed, but I will not let anyone doubt you.
."
"I don't need this."
"But the Fu family needs it, grandpa needs it, and mom needs it too!"
Fu Yuan'er couldn't help but be speechless.
"
You can’t imagine their revenge methods,” he continued: “If you lose your qualifications as a reporter just to expose this incident, who will expose the other unknown darkness?”
"Cheng Zitong...why are you helping me?"
They are already divorced, so he can completely ignore what will happen to her.
Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows: "Should I let the news write about what happened to Cheng Zitong's ex-wife?"
This man still wants to save face!
"Okay, what do you want to do next?" she asked.
"Come back to the box with me, pretend that nothing happened, and wait calmly until the show is over."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned, "You want me to go back there again?"
She stood up suddenly, "I'm sorry, I can't do it!"
"Yuan'er..."
"Cheng Zitong, I don't understand your logic, but I can't follow your arrangements. You don't need to worry about my affairs. I will solve it myself."
After saying that, she shook her head and left.
"Yuan'er..." He called out, but did not catch up.
Fu Yuan'er kept walking forward, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
He said it nicely, for the sake of her grandfather and mother, and for the sake of Fu's family. Maybe he just wanted to trick her into suppressing the matter.
It seems that he is also a frequent visitor to this club. He must like this environment very much. He must want to protect this club!
Bastard Cheng Zitong!
She is now posting the photos online to expose them!
She found a corner to stay and exported the data from the invisible camera.
As she watched the data being transferred to her phone bit by bit, her excitement gradually calmed down.
Well...thinking about Cheng Zitong's words again, it's actually not unreasonable.
Yan Yan also said that the water in this club is very deep, so why confront them head-on... She was emotionally excited just now, but when she was normally calm, she would not be stupid enough to fight with others.
What she likes the most is the method of using one's own strength to gain strength. How could it be that Cheng Zitong had a double standard?
The reason is that she is annoyed that he often comes to this place.
Especially after seeing the unsightly scene in the box just now, she became even more angry with him for coming here so often.
Has he also done those things just now?
Thinking of this, she stood up again. She was not in a hurry to export the data. She had to go back.
She turned back to where she had just run away, and saw the familiar figure in the distance.
He was still standing there, seeming to be thinking about something.
When she was about to reach him, she suddenly saw assistant Xiaoquan walking towards him in a hurry.
She caught a glimpse of some trees nearby and hid subconsciously.
"Mr. Cheng," she heard Xiaoquan say to Cheng Zitong, "the VIP card matter is settled. I have someone forge previous consumption records on your card. Ordinary technicians cannot find out."
"Have arrangements been made for the female employees?" Cheng Zi asked.
Xiaoquan nodded: "They are also running around in various places. They can be clearly distinguished. There are two senior people who have already taken care of them. Even if they check afterward, they will not find you and your wife.
"
Cheng Zitong nodded and turned around to return to the club.
Xiao Quan hesitated: "Mr. Cheng, after all, the owner of this club also cooperates with the company. Is it necessary to offend him..."
Cheng Zitong smiled faintly: "How can she sleep if she doesn't handle it properly?"
"Okay, don't say any more," he told Xiaoquan, "pay attention to the other end of the Internet. If your wife sends photos, intercept them first and I will make unified arrangements."
Xiaoquan nodded and left.
Cheng Zitong continued to walk to the side door of the club.
"Cheng Zitong." Suddenly, he heard a familiar female voice.
He was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look over.
Fu Yuan'er walked up to him.
He raised his lips and smiled softly: "Why are you back?"
"Let me ask you," she looked directly into his eyes, "have you come here often before?"
"Of course. Otherwise, why would the security guard let me in and let me take you with me?" he said.
Her eye circles suddenly turned red, "You lied, you lied," she accused him: "I heard everything you and Xiaoquan said just now."
Cheng Zitong was surprised. He immediately looked around and determined that there were no ears in the wall. He quickly pulled her away.
The car door closed and he breathed a sigh of relief when the two of them reached the narrow but safe space in the car.
"You were too impulsive just now!" He was rarely anxious and nervous: "If what you just said was heard by people in the club, you know what the consequences will be!"
There is a possibility that both of them will be beaten to death with sticks!
These people take advantage of others and act recklessly.
Fu Yuan'er could imagine from his nervous look, but it was so dangerous, yet he still ordered Xiaoquan to do this and that, just because she wanted to take away this place.
"Why do you come here?" she asked.
Why do you need to forge a VIP card to come here?
A trace of uneasiness appeared on Cheng Zitong's handsome face, "I haven't been here before, but I want to give it a try."
"You lied!" She could understand no matter how stupid she was, "You were afraid that I would be in danger, so you came to protect me, right?"
"... Fu Yuan'er, don't take yourself too seriously." He blushed.
She stared at him blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly stepped forward and threw herself into his arms.
She didn't know why, and she didn't want to explore. She only knew that at this moment, she really wanted to hug him and feel the familiar warmth and taste in his arms.
However, when the familiar smell came into her breath again, her tears couldn't stop rolling down.
He obviously cares about her, so why did he do those things and why did he divorce her.
A lot of suppressed heartache came up at this moment, and her tears became more and more abundant, soaking a large area of his shirt.
The coolness seeped into his skin and turned into pain that invaded his heart.