Author: Lu Wendi

Jiang Jiu said with a stern face, "Sun Dayong, don't go crazy here."

Sun Dayong is still fearless, "I don't care, if you don't give me medical expenses today, I will stand here and wait for your leader to come and see how you treat your father!"

Jiang Jiu was so angry that her hands trembled slightly, "Sun Dayong, don't bully others too much!"

But Sun Dayong sat at the door of the company with a carefree attitude, "Come here, everyone, come and take a look. Such a big girl doesn't support her parents and hurts them. It's unforgivable."

Zhang Xiaoxiong saw Jiang Jiu like this and immediately blocked the person behind him, "No matter who you are, please leave immediately. You will hinder normal order here."

However, how could Sun Dayong be a reasonable person? He even took off his shoes and exposed his smelly feet, crossing his legs and dangling proudly.

Jiang Jiu had never mentioned her family, so when she saw such a man, Yang Sijie felt very sorry for Jiang Jiu.

She stepped forward and took Jiang Jiu's hand, "You go up first, and I'll buy you food."

Jiang Jiu shook her head. With so many people present, she had nothing to be afraid of.

She took out her mobile phone, pressed the call button, and called the police in front of Sun Dayong.

When Sun Dayong heard this, he pointed at Jiang Jiu's nose and cursed loudly. He was about to rush forward again, but was stopped by the security guard and Zhang Xiaoxiong.

Soon, the police arrived and naturally took Sun Dayong away for investigation.

Jiang Jiu followed and took notes, but only gave Sun Dayong a verbal warning.

After all, the other party didn't do anything.

But things were not as simple as Jiang Jiu thought. That night, the farce downstairs of "Nan Shang" magazine was posted on the city's public account, and someone clearly photographed the faces of Jiang Jiu, Yang Sijie and Zhang Xiaoxiong.

""Nan Shang" has always wanted to produce its own news, but now, the news is delivered to your doorstep!"

"I heard that the police were called in the end. This man seemed to be a family member of a "Nan Shang" employee, and he was making trouble at the door. I don't know if "Nan Shang"'s conditions were too harsh and offended the family members of the employees."

"I heard that the daughter does not support her father. If you look at the way this man is dressed, it is obvious that he is a migrant worker. This kind of daughter dresses up so brightly and goes to high-end office buildings every day, but she is not even willing to give her father living expenses. It is like giving birth to a child.

It’s better to have a lid on the pot.”

There were a lot of curses below, but because it was a city official account, it didn't cause a big fuss.

When Jiang Jiu woke up the next day, she realized that things seemed to be out of control.

Someone moved this news online, and overnight, more than a dozen marketing accounts retweeted it on Weibo, directly describing Jiang Jiu as a woman who did not care about her elderly father and only cared about her own pleasure.

Her Weibo was scolded 99+, and her private messages were even more difficult to read.

Everyone stood on the moral high ground and condemned her, saying she was unfilial and greedy.

Jiang Jiu sat on the bed in a daze for a long time. It wasn't until the alarm rang again that she set off for the company.

Yang Sijie glanced at her and put a bottle of lactic acid bacteria on her table as if nothing was wrong. "People on the Internet are easily influenced, so we don't care."

Zhang Xiaoxiong also nodded, "That's right, those Internet saints are giving advice on the Internet every day, but we ignore them. I will help you report those marketing accounts now, saying that they publish false information!"

Even so, the way other people around her looked at her still seemed a little strange.

That's right, normal people will believe their first instinct when they see this scene.

After a while, Zhang Yuehua calmly called Jiang Jiu into the office.

"Editor Zhang."

"What happened yesterday? Can you please not let your family problems affect our company? Do you know that because of yesterday's farce, our entire "Nan Shang" has become a joke to others!"

Jiang Jiu lowered his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Yuehua leaned on the table with a headache, "The superiors have given an order for you to go back and have a good rest."

After all, he was an employee he liked, so Zhang Yuehua didn't speak too harshly, but Jiang Jiu still understood the meaning.
Chapter completed!