"White heart or black heart? The beautiful CEO betrayed her conscience for money!"
"Thirty-six critically ill patients, thirty-six families separated from their wives!"
"Under all the glamor, how many dirty things are there?"
"Ruoxue Group's inventory of bad products over the past 20 years!"
"Two journalists risked their lives to go undercover in the hospital, but were brutally murdered by capitalists."
"The truth! The truth! We need the truth!"
On the afternoon when Tang Hailong welcomed Ye Jincheng, dozens of posts suddenly burst out on the Internet, half of which were on the hot search list.
Because of Tang Ruoxue's beauty photo effect, it instantly attracted the attention of many netizens, who opened the post one after another to see what was going on.
The post first narrated Tang Ruoxue's past, then pointed out her relationship with Lin Sangu and others, and finally showed the shortcomings of Tiantang Liquor's health wine.
Soon, thousands of people knew the whole story and saw the horrific situation of seriously ill patients in the past few days.
As a result, countless people scolded Tang Ruoxue.
What kind of nepotism, what disregard of human life, what kind of black-hearted capitalists, how come you get angry.
Some people cursed Tang Ruoxue to also suffer from hydrophobia.
Dozens of posts, each with hundreds of thousands of clicks and more than 30,000 replies, made the name Tang Ruoxue well known.
Especially after hearing that two undercover reporters died tragically, many people went to Ruoxue Building to smash the windows.
Even the Tang family villa was visited by people.
"You should stay here for two days first."
As dusk approached, Ye Fan took Tang Ruoxue back to Jinzhilin.
He had already seen the turbulent public sentiment on the Internet, and also knew that Ruoxue Building was under siege. Worried about Tang Ruoxue's safety, he could only let her come here.
The reason why he didn't hide in Xishan Villa was not only because Jin Zhilin had better security, but also because Ye Fan wanted to work together to solve the problem.
He also asked Tang Sanguo's family to hide here temporarily.
Seeing Jin Zhilin, Tang Ruoxue hesitated for a moment, but soon remembered her pregnancy, and she straightened her chest and walked in.
Some things always need to be faced, and avoiding them will never solve the problem.
When Qin Shijie and the others saw Tang Ruoxue appear, they were slightly startled, then stood up and nodded: "Mr. Tang!"
Ye Wujiu and Shen Biqin also greeted them warmly.
Tang Ruoxue also nodded friendly: "Hello, uncle and aunt..."
"Mr. Tang has been plotted by a villain and will probably stay here for two days."
In the backyard hall, Ye Fan also spoke directly to everyone: "By the way, let's have a brainstorm with everyone and see if there is any way to resolve it."
Ye Fan is good at treating patients and killing people, but he is not good at things like public opinion and business.
Seeing that Ye Fan and the others were about to talk about business, Ye Wujiu and Shen Biqin smiled and took Su Xier into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Later on, people will have to send dinner to Nianhua and the others who are treating the patients.
"Tang Hailong is too insidious. He took it completely out of context and grafted it on."
Han Jianfeng held the posts on his mobile phone angrily: "Catch him, arrest the people who posted the posts, and then have the website delete the posts to reduce their vulnerability."
"This won't work."
Qin Shijie shook his head: "First, it is difficult to find the poster. Ninety-nine percent of them are virtual accounts, and they are posted from large Internet cafes. It is difficult to lock them."
"Second, people have a rebellious mentality. It would be better if the post is not deleted. Once the post is deleted, more curious people will come in, and they will dig out the post and repost it at all costs."
"And what is said online is basically true. Although some quotes are taken out of context, they are not framed and slandered. It is difficult for legal means to be effective."
"Besides, we can control the media in Longdu, but we don't have the ability to control the media in China as a whole."
He reminded everyone: "The matter also involves the Goddess Times. Once someone gets caught, I'm afraid it will be even more doomed."
"Then let it continue like this?"
Tang Fenghua also looked anxious: "Now Ruoxue Group is under siege, there are people wandering around the Tang family villa, and a large number of reporters have gathered in the isolation hospital."
"If we don't resolve it quickly, I'm afraid things will get worse."
She added: "How about telling the public that those matters have been closed long ago, and Sangu Lin and the others have also been punished..."
"Although the case has been concluded and compensation and punishment have been given long ago, the public will not care about this."
Sun Bufan also joined in the fun: "They will lose their minds when they see those miserable photos and accuse Mr. Tang of colluding with officials and businessmen to cover up the matter."
Hua Yanyu echoed: "Many people don't care about the truth, they just fear that the world will not be in chaos."
Tang Ruoxue sat up slightly and said, "It's okay. I'm not afraid of slanted shadows if I stand upright. If the police get involved again, it's my responsibility and I will bear it."
Tang Qiqi blinked her eyes and said: "Sister, it's so chaotic now, why don't you go abroad and hide?"
In her understanding, people's memory is only seven seconds. No matter how loud the incident is, it will be over in a week at most.
"This is not entertainment news, this is a social incident. How can you hide away for a few days and then go out?"
Ye Fan shook his head gently: "And Tang Hailong will keep watching and add some spice from time to time. It won't calm down easily."
"Ye Fan, help me tie my apron."
Just then, a calm voice came from the kitchen door: "I'm going to make a cake tonight."
Song Hongyan.
Ye Fan was startled, slapped his head, and forgot about Song Hongyan's existence.
He wanted to step forward to help, but glanced at Tang Ruoxue.
Tang Ruoxue's eyelids twitched for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure, as if she no longer had the same reaction to Song Hongyan.
However, Ye Fan still coughed and shouted hesitantly: "Sister Yan, let Xi'er help me, I'll talk about something here."
"Xi'er is stewing pig's feet."
Song Hongyan came over and muttered: "It's just an apron. It won't delay your important events."
The woman was wearing a pair of washed blue jeans, a blue casual jacket from Nike, and her long hair was tied into a ponytail, adding vitality to her charm.
Tang Qiqi and the others saw Song Hongyan, glanced at Ye Fan, and then said hello with a smile.
"Hey, Mr. Tang, you're here? You're a rare visitor. Welcome, welcome."
Song Hongyan responded one by one, then looked at Tang Ruoxue, smiled, and raised the flour in her hands:
"I won't shake your hand while you're working."
Tang Ruoxue smiled faintly: "Mr. Song, you are busy!"
"Quick, Ye Fan, tie an apron for me, or the flour will spoil later."
Song Hongyan lightly kicked Ye Fan twice, signaling him to fasten the buttons on her back. The anger on her face was very charming.
"All right."
Ye Fan looked helpless, stepped forward and buttoned the three buttons on the back of the apron.
When he was about to sit back, he suddenly remembered something and reached out to hold Song Hongyan:
"Sister Yan, you should be clear about Mr. Tang's matter. Is there any way to solve it once and for all?"
Although it was a bit awkward to ask Song Hongyan to help, it was related to Tang Ruoxue's reputation and interests, and Ye Fan couldn't care too much about it.
Tang Ruoxue looked at Song Hongyan and spoke in an indifferent tone: "Mr. Song is busy making cakes, so she doesn't need to worry about me."
"It's okay. I made this cake for Ye Fan. He said he has been tired of eating meat and seafood recently and wanted to eat some pastries to relieve his tiredness."
Song Hongyan stopped and smiled softly, and met Tang Ruoxue's gaze calmly:
"He is now worried about Mr. Tang. I think, no matter how good I make the cake, he will not be in the mood to eat it."
She looked at Mark again: "I'd better give him a helping hand to make him feel better."
