The beginning of the day begins in the morning, but this morning's morning light is so dim and foggy, as if there is no end in sight...

No matter what the weather is like, you must put away your sad mood and face the upcoming difficulties...

"Yi'er...I'll wait for you at a nearby coffee shop at noon."

"kindness."

When the car arrived near the company, Yun Aotian explained the appointment he had made with her at noon and drove away.

He turned around and looked at the Emperor Group not far away. That tall and majestic building might be the last time he stepped into it...

"Director Han is here."

As soon as she walked to the door, the reporters saw the heroine's appearance and surrounded her. As the saying goes, good deeds never go out and bad deeds travel thousands of miles. If the plagiarism incident hadn't happened, she might not have been paid attention to by so many reporters in her life.

However, she pursues obscurity even more...

I'm really not good at dealing with situations like this, not to mention that the reporters' questions are still so harsh?

"I'm sorry, can you give me a moment?" There was some pleading in the words, but the elegant voice was unable to scare away these shameless reporters.

"Ms. Han, the company will announce its treatment of you today. If the evidence is sufficient to prove that you plagiarized Mr. Fang's notes, do you have anything to say?"

My mind is blank, I can only hear, 'plagiarism', 'plagiarism', 'plagiarism'

It seems that the words coming out of their mouths have nothing to do with these two words.

He frowned and said painfully: "I didn't..."

Suddenly, a tall figure floated by, grabbed Han Yi'er's arm tightly, and turned around to see...

"Director Lin." His eyes were full of helplessness and bewilderment.

"No need to explain to them!" Lin Yuze said coldly, took off the sunglasses on his face, and looked seriously at the stubborn team of dogs: "If you want to know the results of the treatment, they will be announced soon.

Stop pestering Miss Han!" After saying this, he and Han Yi'er quickly broke out of the heavily surrounded press group and went straight into the Emperor's Building.

After entering the elevator, Lin Yuze breathed a sigh of relief, took off all the armor on his body, and looked at Han Yi'er tenderly: "You didn't sleep last night, okay?"

"without……"

"Why are her eyes so swollen?" He reached out and caressed her red and swollen eyes, and a feeling of pity came to his heart.

With tears glistening in her eyes, Han Yi'er's expression was filled with sadness: "My friend... passed away this morning..." Maybe Yao Chenguang was not her friend at all, but the deceased was the most important person.

It's disrespectful.

He sighed slightly and patted her head: "No matter what, you must cheer up soon, because there are tougher battles waiting for you to fight, do you understand?"

"kindness."

At this moment, the elevator door slowly opened, and Han Yi'er's sadness disappeared in an instant. She completely ignored the flashing lights and quickly entered the press conference with Lin Yuze.

The chairperson's seat is occupied by Yun Aotian and some veterans of the board of directors. The empty seat next to Yun Aotian is reserved for her...

Haha, this is her first time as a protagonist. Who would have expected that she would be such a "negative protagonist"?

She sat next to him expressionlessly. The moment she sat firmly, a big hand held her small hand tightly under the table.

She knew that the owner of this big hand was Yun Aotian!

My hanging heart gradually calmed down. I didn't expect that just feeling the warmth of his big hands would make my heart feel a lot more at ease. A lot...

"Dear guests here."

Under the podium, Lance, Lin Yuze and others were sitting in the front row. Almost all the important guests from the PK game that day were present at this press conference.

In fact, as the family scandal should not be publicized, there was no need to invite these outsiders, but this was Yun Aotian's special request.

She is already the "protagonist", so this time he wants her to be the real protagonist!

"Regarding yesterday's question from the Lance Director of BMG Group, today I will formally read out the results to everyone."

After Yun Aotian finished speaking solemnly, Han Yi'er's small hands under the table trembled more and more intensely, and she grabbed his big hand even harder.

I know that she is afraid, as pitiful as a newborn quail being judged by everyone, it doesn't matter...

He will save her!

He wouldn't let her be ridiculed by everyone!

"First of all, before announcing the results of the processing, I would like to invite an important guest." As soon as he said this, everyone in the audience looked around. Why would a mysterious figure appear when just dealing with a plagiarism incident???

At this moment, the door of the press conference venue opened, and all of a sudden, the reporters' flashes of light came on again. Han Yi'er on the stage was even more dumbfounded.

"Director Fang, please go this way..." Two security guards opened the way for the special guest Fang Heng. Every step he took showed that he was so elegant and steady. He nodded politely to the reporters and showed a charming smile.

With a smile on his face, he slowly walked towards the podium.

"Director Fang..." Letting go of her hand, Yun Aotian stood up from his seat and politely extended his hand first.

Fang Heng smiled slightly and held his hand back. When his eyes turned to Han Yi'er who was diagonally opposite him, his eyes instantly reflected endless care and love: "Sorry, Yi'er, I'm late.

Already."

"Mr. Fang..." smiled awkwardly. I don't know why Fang Heng suddenly appeared on such an occasion. Is it to save himself? Who is it? Who invited him here? Or did he invite him here without invitation?

Come???

"Okay." Yun Aotian sat back and tightened his voice: "Board Fang took the lead in explaining the plagiarism incident caused by Miss Han, the former head of the screenwriting department of Emperor Group."

The staff added a chair to the rostrum. After Fang Heng sat down, the flashlight flashed again.

"I only found out about Miss Han's plagiarism incident last night. Although I don't understand the seriousness of the matter, I still find it a bit funny." Fang Heng shook his head helplessly, and Fang Heng asked everyone in the audience doubtfully.

"Miss Han is indeed my goddaughter, but she doesn't even know which direction the door of our house opens, so how can she plagiarize my father's letters?"

As soon as these words came out, the reporters in the audience looked at each other. If Fang Heng was telling the truth, then Lance was slandering Miss Han?

Both Fang Heng and Lance were on important missions, and it was not good to offend anyone. The reporters could only remain silent, but there was a reporter who was ignorant: "Mr. Fang, you are not trying to protect your goddaughter, are you?"

"Oh." Fang Heng sighed and frowned. He glanced at Han Yi'er who was in the same row, and then looked at the reporter who asked the question with a smile: "Let me ask you a question first, do you think I am poor?

?”

"Hahahaha." The people present burst into laughter. Fang Heng ranked first among the richest men in Asia. If he were poor, then there would be no rich people. The reporter who was asked could only shake his head in embarrassment.

"Yes, it's not like I don't have money, so why bother asking my goddaughter to be a screenwriter? If I just give her one of my properties, her annual salary will be enough to be a screenwriter for a lifetime..." Looking at his watch, Fang

Heng frowned slightly: "I originally booked a flight to Canada at 7 o'clock this morning. Ha, now I have lost at least several billion in business in order to come here to "cover" my goddaughter. I think I may be

ill."

Everyone in the real estate industry knows that Fang Heng is going to meet with the Prime Minister of the Canadian Land Registry Bureau this morning to discuss geological approval. This is a big news, and the reporters here also know it to some extent.

Now that he has given up billions of dollars in business in order to testify for Han Yi'er, everyone is naturally blocked by the money. Coupled with his humorous and natural speech, Han Yi'er is gradually attracted by the situation.

, but she was not happy...

Because the more Fang Heng sacrificed for her, the more guilty she felt!

"Then why are the two poems so close?" the reporter asked again.

Although the old and cunning Fang Heng was very dissatisfied, he had been in such situations for a long time, and he would always maintain an elegant gentleman's smile under any circumstances: "This is why I accepted Miss Han as my goddaughter...

" His eyes moved to Han Yi'er again, who had been lowering his head. He knew that he would never wait for her to look back at him in his whole life. He smiled bitterly in his heart and said humorously: "By chance, I and I

The goddaughter met at a dinner party. At first, he didn't pay any special attention to this woman, but... do you know?" He coughed lightly and looked at Lance mockingly: "She defeated him with her talents at the dinner party.

The talented and knowledgeable Director Lance, oh, Director Lance is so embarrassing!"

Turn the spear around!

At this time, lance was undoubtedly at a disadvantage. With Fang Heng's position, everyone naturally believed what he said. In addition, he specifically stated that Han Yi'er had defeated lance, so everyone naturally looked at her and thought.

Lance is out of revenge.

Lance, who was sitting in the audience, was on pins and needles, feeling uneasy. After all, he knew clearly that he had pinned unfounded charges on Han Yi'er.

"As for me, I just want to say one thing..." Taking a deep breath, Fang Heng's eyes were full of affirmation: "Miss Han's literary talent is as good as my father's literary talent back then. This is why I want to recognize Han."

The reason why the young lady is an adopted daughter, and besides..." Han Yi'er stood up and bowed slightly: "As a father, I want to apologize to my daughter, because a few days ago, in order to show off my father's literary talent, I gave away his secret

I showed the note to Director Lance, who would have guessed... ugh."

With a disappointed sigh, Fang Heng, an old fox in the business world, not only has a good mind, but is also even better at acting: "Lance! I'm so disappointed in you!!" After saying this angrily, the audience exploded, and all the reporters

Everyone is waiting for the press conference to end and are surrounding Lance.

This time, the headline news tomorrow will probably be "Lance is jealous of talents and oppresses newcomers"!

"Isn't it beautiful?" Lin Yuze muttered in a low voice, gloating about his misfortune. Lance's face turned livid with anger and he clenched his fists tightly.

"Okay, now I'm going to announce the results of my treatment of Miss Han!" Yun Aotian slowly stood up and took out a blue folder: "On behalf of the Emperor Group, I hired Miss Han Yi'er to be our Emperor Group's screenwriter.

Department...manager."

Appreciated??

Han Yi'er was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised her head and looked at Yun Aotian in disbelief. After a moment, he opened the clip in his hand and poured out a contract. The reporters took pictures one after another.

This was originally a "criticism" meeting, but who would have expected that it would become an inaugural meeting? It was still so grand, and it was the first time it had happened.

but……
To be continued...