Amidst the warm applause, the moment Qin Mengying turned around and saw Lin Chuan, she was like an aggrieved child about to cry.
But Lin Chuan walked a few steps to Qin Mengying's side, held her hand, and whispered in her ear: "Don't cry, leave the rest to me.
You must keep smiling. You are not wrong, and you have not sorry to anyone. On the contrary, the people who accept your donation want to thank you. I won't let that Ju Xuanyao go!"
Qin Mengying pursed her lips, holding back tears and nodded.
After saying that, Lin Chuan took Qin Mengying's hand and walked onto the stage.
Taking over the microphone, Lin Chuan said very calmly and confidently: "Today is a particularly memorable day, because today, the Mengying Group officially announced the establishment of the Mengying Charity Fund.
Aiming to provide help to hungry children and helpless elderly people around the world, the Mengying Charitable Foundation is named after my lover Qin Mengying.
Because my lover has been silently contributing to charity without any need for return, today’s charity party is a preparation for announcing the Mengying Charity Fund.
The base of Mengying Charity Fund is 100 million, and it will expand the base at any time as the group develops. Although we cannot eliminate poverty and hunger, at least we are doing what we can.
I am also very grateful to everyone for supporting the charity tonight, thank you!"
With some powerful words, Mengying Charitable Foundation successfully diverted everyone's attention.
Coupled with Xue Xiaomeng's distribution of charity funds, this crisis public relations was almost perfect.
Some people even stood up and applauded.
Those who accepted the donations bowed to Qin Mengying, and several women were so excited that they hugged Qin Mengying and cried together.
Qin Mengying also took this opportunity to shed the tears she was holding back from her eyes.
The party ended successfully. Except for Lin Chuan, Qin Mengying, and some reporters, everyone left with satisfaction.
At this time, a thin male reporter came to the two of them and asked expressionlessly: "Mr. Lin, Ms. Qin, this party is still prepared with your trademark.
The photos in my hand can also fully prove that Ms. Qin Mengying was the organizer of this party. So, was the missing 260,000 yuan actually exchanged for whole money?
Or was she really swept away? Or, as others have said, Ms. Qin Mengying deliberately created this stunt to promote her good image of charity and use news influence to promote Mengying Group?
Can you please give me a reasonable explanation?"
Qin Mengying couldn't answer such a question, but Lin Chuan looked at the reporter with narrowed eyes.
He understood at this moment that someone was definitely behind the scheme to smear the image of Mengying Group when the money was taken away.
The group is not important, money is not important, Qin Mengying is the most important.
This kind of question is clearly adding salt to Qin Mengying's wounds.
Or in front of him.
Can he allow it?
Thinking of this, Lin Chuan smiled coldly and said: "Which newspaper are you a reporter from?"
The male reporter then took out his press card and said calmly: "I am a reporter from the provincial newspaper, and my name is Lian Miheng!"
Lin Chuan then said coldly: "Tomorrow you will no longer be a reporter for the provincial newspaper, and I also bother you to tell the person who hired you that he and that Ju Xuanyao can't leave Huishi.
Whoever hurts my wife, I will make his life worse than death. This is my answer to you!"
Lian Miheng didn't take these words seriously at all, and still said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lin, please pay attention to your identity and your words. Isn't it okay for me to ask my doubts? Are you threatening?
I?
Aren't you afraid that I will publish everything you say in the newspaper?"
Lin Chuan smiled disdainfully and said, "I'm just threatening you, and you don't have a chance to be published in the newspaper!"
After saying that, Lin Chuan pulled Qin Mengying and left the theater gracefully.
Outside the theater, Lin Chuan said coldly to Ling Hong: "Dig the ground three feet and find me the Juxuanyao. Inform Ai Nan that if there is the Juxuanyao who wants to leave Hui City by plane, get it for me immediately.
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Linghong asked the driver to take Lin Chuan and Qin Mengying back to the villa, and she immediately started operating through various channels.
In a newly built residential complex in Hui City, Ju Xuanyao was counting money excitedly.
260,000.
Counting money feels good.
The man sitting opposite her looked at her expressionlessly.
A woman who only cares about money is the best to take advantage of.
Ju Xuanyao put the money neatly into her suitcase, and then said to the man with a smile: "Mr. Ying, do you really don't want a penny? Give me all the money?"
Ying Jiade took a puff of cigarette, his eyes full of disdain and disgust.
"My daily pocket money used to be more than 260,000 yuan. I don't take this small amount of money seriously at all. What I want is to ruin the reputation of Mengying Group.
You did a good job this time. Even if it didn't do much harm to their reputation, it was enough to keep Lin Chuan busy. If I guessed correctly, Lin Chuan would definitely want to find you all over the world.
You stay here these days, and I will send you to the south in a few days!"
Ju Xuanyao followed his advice. Now that she has 260,000 yuan, she doesn't think about anything and is just waiting to go to the south to enjoy the rest of her life.
At the same time, Ai Nan received a call from Ling Hong and immediately asked someone to search Ju Xuanyao's name on the computer.
This is the benefit of computers.
While other airlines still use pen and paper to record records, Mengying Airlines already uses computers and has exclusive software support.
This technology is more than ten years ahead of other airlines.
It’s just that Ju Xuanyao’s name is not in the computer.
Ai Nan nodded and glanced at the computer, but this look made her eyes suddenly widen.
"Wait a minute, let me take a look at this Ying Jiade!"
The staff immediately clicked on the label.
"Mr. Ai, he came to Hui City from Shenzhen City half a month ago. There is no record of leaving yet. This is his identity information!"
Ai Nan took a closer look, who was this if not Ying Jiade?
What was he doing in Hui City?
After thinking about it, Ai Nan felt that it would be better to tell Lin Chuan.
After all, she is now an executive of Mengying Group.
After Lin Chuan answered the phone, he also frowned, but then he figured it out.
The person behind this charity gala must be Ying Jiade.
Ai Nan said in disbelief: "How can you be so sure it's him? Or is he just visiting Hui City for tourism or inspection?"
"He only came to Hui City for one reason, and that was to play tricks behind his back. I was a little surprised. What did this guy think? Did he really think he could defeat me with his little IQ?
I find it so ridiculous, just leave him alone this time, I will certainly have a way to deal with him!"