"Okay, okay." Zhou Ze was flattered. He carefully observed Wang Yiyi's eyes across from him, then hugged Wang Yiyi into his arms, and cautiously tested, "Then let's break this story, right?"
"Yes." Wang Yi nodded. He didn't want to destroy this hard-won opportunity for harmonious coexistence, but he couldn't help but complain, "But some of your words are really excessive."
Wang Yiyi admits her mistakes, her apology is true, and her grudge is true, but this does not prevent her from clinging to Zhou Ze's mistakes and settling accounts with him. This is even more true.
"I know," Zhou Ze said yes repeatedly. Wang Yiyi finally handed over the steps. If he didn't hurry down the ladder, there would be no room for talk. He smiled flatteringly, "It's my fault, it's all
My fault."
"Oh, there's more." Zhou Ze thought about it for a moment and decided to finish the sentence at once.
Zhou Ze squeezed out toothpaste, one section at a time. Every time he said "more", Wang Yiyi's temples would jump nervously, "What else?"
"Just now, when I was waiting for you at the door," Zhou Ze tilted his head, observing Wang Yiyi's reaction, and then his voice became softer and quieter, "I sent a Weibo."
The first ambiguous response and the second time he came out to defend could all be interpreted as a sign of coming to the aid of others when they saw an injustice. The third time, Zhou Ze went directly to Weibo and typed whatever came to mind without drafting it in advance.
, without submitting it to the team for review, I finished it in one go and pressed send directly.
When Zhou Ze posted this on Weibo, he was more or less trying to break the rules. Since Wang Yiyi didn't want others to know about their relationship, then he didn't want to do what Wang Yiyi wanted.
Wang Yiyi's pupils dilated instantly, thinking something bad was going to happen. At this time, what else could Zhou Ze do? She could tell with her toes.
Zhou Ze's Weibo is not directly managed by the team like other artists. His account is fully managed by himself.
Having said that, the consequence of managing it yourself is that the account will only be updated once every few hundred years, and most of them are forwarded advertisements, which will be more frequent during promotion periods and brand official announcements.
"Really?" Wang Yi pretended not to care and pressed the hat on her head.
In this regard, Wang Yiyi is exactly the opposite of Zhou Ze. Wang Yiyi does not pay much attention to external news, and her public account is mostly handled by the team.
What to send, how to send it, and when to send it are all carefully prepared by her team, and Wang Yiyi is responsible for the final coordination and execution.
Therefore, no matter what news there is, she will never be the first to know about it. She will only find out later after being reminded by others.
Normally, Sister Qing would play this role, but today, Sister Qing also knew about it at the same time as the majority of netizens, even a little later than the people who were surfing the front line.
Sister Qing couldn't sit still in the car. She kept looking towards the elevator and muttering, "Why don't they two get off? Did they quarrel again or something happened? No, I
Have to make another call."
"Fuck", Lu Bin cursed at the side, and Sister Qing responded, thinking that Lu Bin was talking about her, and just glanced at her.
"No, no, I'm not talking about you," Lu Bin quickly explained, shaking his phone again, "You can read Weibo yourself."
"What's wrong?" Sister Qing turned her gaze back from the elevator entrance and hurriedly unlocked the phone she had been holding in her hand for fear of missing important messages.
Before I even posted it on Weibo, I received a call from a colleague, "Hi."
"Hey, Sister Qing," my colleague's voice sounded like she was about to cry, but she had to try her best to hold it back, "What should I do now?"
"What should we do? Don't be anxious and tell me slowly." Sister Qing comforted the staff and glanced at Lu Bin. The look in her eyes seemed to be asking him, "This is what I'm telling you."
Is it a big deal?"
Lu Bin also had a call come in at this time. He nodded, shook his head, and turned to deal with his own affairs first.
On Sister Qing's side, the staff in the team explained to her, "Sister Qing, as you said, we have been monitoring the public opinion on the Internet, and there is no chance to issue any statement. Originally, the pressure of public opinion was on Iran.
The first sister is alone, why is it that now Mr. Zhou suddenly takes action in person and speaks publicly on his Weibo account?"
"What?!" Sister Qing's voice suddenly increased. Realizing her gaffe, she quickly covered her mouth.
She thought quickly and realized that what was said on the phone was just now, which ruled out Lu Bin as a suspect, because she and Lu Bin had been staying with her and had no time, and they had already reached an agreement on how to deal with this crisis.
As they agreed, there was no need for Lu Bin to make small moves behind their backs.
"I understand, it's still the same as before, don't say anything. You just need to continue to cooperate with Mr. Zhou to cool down the heat. There are some people who are spreading rumors. Write them down for me. Don't let anyone go." Sister Qing suddenly
Seeing Wang Yiyi and Zhou Ze appear in front of her, her eyes lit up. While unlocking the car door for them, she told the other end of the phone: "That's it, I'll figure out the rest."
…
Sister Qing obviously had a lot to say and a lot of questions, but when she was in front of Zhou Ze, she was suddenly at a loss for words.
She also glanced at Wang Yiyi several times in succession, but Wang Yiyi didn't know whether he was pretending not to see it or really not paying attention, just like a normal person.
Sister Qing saw the expressions of the other two people before and became even more angry. She was the only one in the car who was anxious about feelings. It was true that the emperor would have rushed the eunuch to death if he was not in a hurry.
Sister Qing's patience is shown on the outside. No matter how high Lu Bin's rank is, his patience is hidden in his heart, just waiting to find a suitable opportunity to burst out.
It wasn't until the car drove out of the hospital safely that Lu Bin sat down, cleared his throat, and gave Zhou Ze a slap in the face in front of everyone, "Zhou Ze, should I retire tomorrow?"
Zhou Ze took off his sunglasses and leaned back comfortably on his chair, "Have you saved up enough pension money so quickly? I haven't even retired yet."
"Then do you still take me as an agent seriously?" Lu Bin hadn't saved enough yet, and he didn't want to retire, but Zhou Zeyue's acting behavior was beyond his tolerance. "What should you do?
Don’t you even know what you shouldn’t do? I think you’re getting better and better as you live.”
Lu Bin did not give Zhou Ze any face in front of Wang Yiyi.
Zhou Ze subconsciously glanced at Wang Yiyi with guilt out of the corner of his eye. He spent so much effort to coax the person, how could he fall short like this?