Sometimes, compared to the truth of the matter, what is more concerning is how things fermented.
But that doesn't mean the truth is unimportant.
After getting the evidence, Ye Weiran called Lu Yanchen.
“Brother, I think the post doesn’t need to be deleted.”
One is because it is too troublesome to delete, and the other is that he found that even if he deleted it, what should be spread has already been spread.
Deleting the post may also make people think that what is said in the post is true. Anyway, the person who posted the post will soon have to come out to clarify.
At this time, Ye Weiran was brewing a more convincing big news.
Ye Weiran passed the surveillance evidence to Lu Yanchen, and went to Ye Ziming's company.
Coincidentally, it was the same front desk as last time.
After that day, she heard a lot of rumors about Mr. Ye's precious son and goddaughter. Today, when she saw Ye Weiran, she knew that he was not an ordinary person, but he still had to have the proper professional ethics.
"If you want to see Mr. Ye, do you have an appointment?"
"I don't need to make an appointment to see my dad, right?" Ye Weiran said calmly.
"It turns out to be Mr. Xiaoye, please come in."
Based on the experience last time, the sister at the front desk happily let me go this time.
Ye Ziming was answering the phone when he saw Ye Weiran coming in and asking him to sit down first.
As a result, the call lasted twenty minutes. When Ye Weiran lost his patience, he got up from his hair and walked over to talk to him with his mouth.
Ye Ziming waved his hand, meaning not to disturb him.
This time, Ye Weiran sat directly opposite Ye Ziming's desk, changing positions in countless positions, thinking that being a boss is not easy.
After waiting for another ten minutes, Ye Weiran pulled out a piece of paper, signed it, and wrote a few words on it:
"Your daughter was bullied at school."
Lifting up the piece of paper, Ye Weiran patted his father's shoulder.
Ye Ziming turned around and glanced at the words on the paper.
what?
I pulled off the piece of paper and looked at it carefully. Is it okay that my daughter was bullied?!
This time Ye Ziming only took 30 seconds to hang up the phone.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Ye Weiran once again deeply felt the gap in status between him and Lu Yanxi in his father's heart, and sighed,
"It's not all because of your card, but the specific process is not important. Now there are people spreading rumors in the school and clamoring for Lu Yanxi to drop out of school."
"Rumor?! Dropping out of school?!"
They are all young people. They have seen a lot when they were in school. How can Ye Ziming not know what is going on?
"Don't blame me for being stuck. I'm afraid it's not the fault of someone who is jealous of my daughter."
Ye Ziming shook his head, "Forget it, it's not your fault that you are too handsome and charming. It's all because of my good genes."
"Let's go." Ye Ziming stood up from his high-end boss chair.
"Why go?"
"Of course I'm going to support my daughter!"
During the afternoon break, a shiny black Rolls-Royce drove into the campus of University A.
The security guard didn't even ask. After seeing it, he opened the door and let me go without saying a word.
Qin Fei in the car sighed secretly. The last time he came, he was stopped and had to wait for a long time before being taken in by Lu Yanxi. As a result, the boss immediately let him go.
At a time when people were coming and going, everyone was guessing what the characters in the car were doing and why there were so many luxury cars in the school recently.
In the administrative building, Ye Ziming, Qin Fei and Ye Weiran entered the building and went straight to the principal's office.
In fact, Ye Weiran originally just went to Qin Fei to explain what happened. He didn't expect that the plot would go like this after going to his father. He didn't know whether to praise him for being too fierce or saying that he was too tough.
"Dad, why did you come to the principal directly?" Ye Weiran walked quietly to his father's side.
It seems that this matter is not serious enough yet.
"Don't worry!"
The door to the principal's office was open, and Ye Ziming stood by the door and knocked twice.
A University has three principals, and this one is the one with the highest official position.
Hearing the knock on the door, he raised his head and took off his glasses. When he saw the person at the door clearly, he immediately laughed and stood up to greet him.
"Boss Ye, which gust of wind blew you here today?"
Ye Weiran was shocked. Is it so easy to have money in their school?
After watching for a while, I realized that these two people had known each other for a long time.
They were once schoolmates. Although they were not classmates, they had common friends and had occasionally kept in touch over the years.
"Old rich man, I really came here today to have something to do with you."
Several people sat down on the sofa. Principal Fu frowned and said, "As a big boss, what can you do to me?"
"Do you know there was news in your school today?"
"I know," as the head of a school, how could he not know about such a big thing.
"I just called the female student involved in the incident to come over and want to know more about the situation." Principal Fu adjusted his glasses.
"Well, there's no need to ask her about this matter," Ye Ziming pointed at Qin Fei,
"Just tell him about the situation."
Principal Fu explained it succinctly and understood.
"So you want to give that card to your eldest nephew? Someone deliberately took the photo to discredit your eldest niece?"
"That's what it means,"
Ye Ziming waved his hand, "But don't rush to recognize your nephews and nieces right now. Let's do business first. If you recognize them after we're done, you won't be accused of protecting your shortcomings."
Principal Fu clicked his tongue twice, "Have you found the person who spread the rumors?"
"Found it," Ye Weiran showed him the video on her phone.
"That's Chi Qin, a sophomore from the Oil Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts."
"This..." Principal Fu was still a little hesitant. They were both students from University A, so they still had to be careful when handling it.
Ye Ziming noticed his hesitation and cleared his throat.
"Old Fu, you can't just let this matter go. This matter has not only had a great impact on our future daughter-in-law, but it has also had a very bad impact on your school."