I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Chapter 36

Fu Jiujiu was busy until the afternoon when he got off work.

After taking a brief shower in the locker room, changing back into his own clothes and returning to the office, Wu Qiuran was already gone.

It is said that he was almost stunned by anger, and left without even eating lunch.

This is the last working day of the year for NF.

Facing the rare holiday, almost no one left to work overtime today.

Only two interns were still busy with the work that Wu Qiuran had left behind.

Seeing Fu Jiujiu coming in, they each greeted with unconcealed gossip: "Bian Fu."

Fu Jiujiu nodded with a smile, and returned to his seat as usual.

On the seat was the materials that his assistant had sorted out today, and he had to proofread them again, and by the way, sort out the thoughts behind.

The two interns didn't know that Fu Jiujiu had been in the studio today.

In their eyes, this was Fu Jiujiu's first public appearance since today's farce happened.

Therefore, he couldn't help but be very curious, raising his eyes and sneaking a glance at him from time to time.

However, the person involved was very calm, as if all his attention was focused on his work, and occasionally he would draw a picture on the paper with a pen.

His fingers are very nimble, and the slender signature pen keeps drawing beautiful arcs between his fingers.

It's no different than usual.

The two interns looked at it for a while, then turned their eyes away and focused on their work.

Fu Jiujiu quickly sorted it out, and after returning all the information, he opened the social software again.

Now the online public opinion is targeting Wu Qiuran again.

There are all kinds of ugly words.

But Wu Qiuran did not speak out, and all social software remained silent.

The phone rang on the table, it was Fu Jiujiu's father.

Fu Jiujiu picked it up: "Dad."

"Aren't you off work yet?" Fu Yuan asked in a loud voice, with a bit of joy in his voice.

"Still busy." Fu Jiujiu guessed that his father should already know what happened today.

Fu Yuansheng seldom reads such messy news, and most of what he reads is about stock economics.

This call was most likely made by his stepmother who asked him to call to find out what was going on.

Sure enough, Fu Yuansheng asked, "Your aunt and I watched the news about today's incident. It was Xiaojun who delivered the things, right? What's going on with you?"

"It's not what you think," Fu Jiujiu said, "He just helped me out of past affection."

Fu Yuansheng was silent for a moment: "I read the statistics on the Internet, these things add up to a sky-high price, just for the past affection?"

Fu Jiujiu answered resolutely: "Yes, he is rich, and it's not like you don't know that he doesn't pay attention to these things."

Fu Yuansheng was silent for a while, heaved a long sigh, and did not continue the topic: "Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, let's have dinner at home."

"Okay." Fu Jiujiu said.

While talking on the phone, he clicked into the Weibo that stood out for him.

"Little Mumu who loves the baby?" Fu Jiujiu tilted his head and thought for a while, two trees form a forest, is it Lin County?

But such a childish name... He thought for a moment, and couldn't help but smile a little in his eyes.

Moving the mouse down, he clicked on the top weibo, that is, the weibo that posted the surveillance video of the annual meeting.

The comment area was very lively, with some scolding Wu Qiuran, and some questioning the blogger's accusations against others without solid evidence.

Xiao Mumu, who loves babies, only replied to one netizen's question, and he didn't reply to what others said.

Xiao Mumu who loves babies: I have solid evidence in hand, and I am not afraid of doubts.

Netizen: Do you have any materials that have not been released?

Xiao Mumu, who loves babies: That’s not evidence, it’s evidence.

Netizen: Hehe, then I will wait for you to release the evidence, the day when Wu Qiuran apologizes, but the New Year is coming soon, this apology will not wait until next year, right?

Xiao Mumu, who loves babies: You have to be kind, you have to make people have a good year, right?

Netizen: It's a werewolf!Are you making people have a good year?Are you late...

Wu Qiuran was indeed as if he had been mutilated by someone. He was looking at the public opinion on the Internet at the moment, feeling extremely anxious.

"I don't think he has any evidence in his hand," he said hesitantly to Qin Moxun next to him, "I paid attention to the angle when I took pictures, and it is impossible for the surveillance to take pictures of my mobile phone screen."

"Then what are you afraid of?" Qin Moxun said, "Relax, after this year, who still remembers this nonsense."

But Wu Qiuran couldn't relax, he stayed up until night in panic, hoping that as Qin Moxun said, with the passage of time, the heat of this matter would subside,

What I didn't expect was that not only did the matter not calm down, but it set off a wave of upsurge again.

Things changed with Lu Xiye.

Because of being too busy at the end of the year, Lu Xiye only found out about it on his way home from get off work at night.

He was sitting in the backseat of the car, on his way to dinner at his parents' house.

Many hot searches that day have gone down, but "Wu Qiuran apologizes" is still at the top.

Lu Xiye didn't know Wu Qiuran, but because the location was too eye-catching, he hesitated a little, and clicked in.

Unexpectedly, he saw Fu Jiujiu's name in the details, followed the clues, and ate the whole thing.

Before he finished watching, he couldn't help but put his hands on his forehead and laughed.

After reading it, I finally couldn't help leaning back into the seat, and cursed with a smile: "Fuck!"

Lin Jun really surprises him every day.

When he was asked early in the morning for WUYUN's unreleased new product, he thought he had other uses for it, but he didn't expect to use it to support Fu Jiujiu.

In his case, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly outrageous, but cute enough.

After laughing enough, Lu Xiye felt that as a brother, no matter how outrageous Lin Jun was, he should support him.

He quickly logged on to his private Weibo and edited the information:

@NF editor Fu Jiujiu, editor Fu's publicity effect is so good, I don't know if @PN国际@PN潘向阳 paid for the promotion fee to editor Fu?But it doesn't matter even if you don't pay, Wuyun will send some high-quality goods to Fu Bian later, and please Fu Bian to wear them as appropriate, and the publicity fee is free.

Due to family reasons, Lu Xiye has always kept a low profile publicly.

Usually, I rarely even post personal blogs.

Most of the microblogs are publicity for Lushi, WUYUN and investment projects.

After the game today, he directly stood in line with Fu Jiujiu, and mercilessly connoted PN, which made people surprised.

Lu Xiye had his own traffic, and after this Weibo was posted, it immediately sparked a high degree of discussion.

Even Fu Jiujiu's popularity continued to rise again.

What is Fu Jiujiu's identity to let someone like Lu Xiye speak out for him?

This aroused the curiosity of most netizens.

However, on the other hand, there are many people who believe that Lu Xiye's voice for Fu Jiujiu is nothing more than borrowing a knife to kill people, and his purpose is only to target PN, Wuyun's competitor.

After all, his good brother Lin Jun contributed to PN for his first debut, and it is normal for Lu Xiye to feel upset about PN.

As soon as Lu Xiye's Weibo was posted, Qin Moyan of the Qin Clan reposted the Weibo: I think it's okay, and the Qin Clan has also arranged for it. Please also ask Editor Fu to check it. "

Lu Xiye's status is too high, and many brands actually want to gain popularity, but considering the brand image, they only waited and watched at first.

After Qin Moyan forwarded it, other brands no longer hesitated, and forwarded it one after another, expressing that they would send products to Fu Jiujiu, turning a farce into a publicity feast.

Fu Jiujiu's fame has flourished, and he has received thousands of confessions from brands and netizens.

Many brands that have not yet made up their mind whether to cooperate with NF have extended an olive branch to NF because of this matter.

The heat of the matter is getting higher and higher, Wu Qiuran watched Fu Jiujiu become the darling of the brands, his jealous eyes almost bleed.

On the contrary, he himself received more and more insults and attacks.

Comparing the two, it is like ice and fire.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and his original plan to pretend to be dead and other quiet situations completely went bankrupt.

The original plan was so perfect, if it works...

But where did Cheng Yaojin come out, making all his plans come to naught, and even biting him tightly to death.

Wu Qiuran hated and was afraid, and after careful consideration, he decided to take a gamble that the other party had no real evidence.

After making up his mind, he solemnly issued a statement:

As an ordinary editor, I don't have a background, but it doesn't mean that I should be framed and bullied by others. I don't recognize things I haven't done.Put evidence if you have evidence, shut up if you don’t have evidence, this kind of framing is too low-level, I give you 48 hours, @爱宝宝的小木木, if you can’t apologize to me, please check the court summons.

Wu Qiuran's statement was reasonable and invisibly sold out, and immediately won the sympathy of some people.

Many netizens began to side with Wu Qiuran again, and the quarrel on the Internet continued to escalate.

And Xiao Mumu, who loves babies, replied very quickly:

@NFEditor Wu Qiuran, the reason why you are so sure that I have no evidence is because you deliberately avoided the surveillance at the time, so you confirmed that the surveillance did not capture your mobile phone screen.

But now, I want to give you a little reminder. You are not the only one holding a mobile phone in the whole venue. You can take pictures of others, and you may accidentally enter other people's shots.

In short, I have obtained the evidence. Since you have given me 48 hours, I will also give you 48 hours. If I do not see your apology to Editor Fu, I will publish the evidence on the Internet.

There are only two answers, and the correct answer is easy to choose. Out of kindness, I want to remind you not to make the same mistake again and again.

At the bottom of the statement, at a distance, he also wrote a sentence: The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the shore is the same.

When the cyber war continued to escalate, Fu Jiujiu was choosing flowers in a flower shop near his home.

He ordered several bundles and asked the clerk to wrap them separately, some for his mother and some for neighbors.

When he was about to go out, he accidentally saw a bright yellow sunflower placed in the corner.

They were crowded together, flourishing, and the small discs faced him, like smiling faces.

His mood brightened suddenly, and he pursed his lips into a smile.

The clerk was very clever, and immediately followed his gaze, and asked with a smile, "Sir, would you like some sunflowers?"

"Well," Fu Jiujiu said with a smile without taking his eyes off the top, "Here are a few, thank you."

It was not too late, he held the flowers and sent them out one by one.

He planned to send off to other neighbors first, then to Qi Luo's mother, and to pick Fu Xiaoba home by the way.

When they knocked on the neighbor's house, there was no answer.

He went downstairs with two bouquets of flowers in his arms, handed them to Qi Luo's mother, and asked her to help deliver the bouquet to his neighbor.

Because he might not have time to be at home tomorrow.

Qi Luo's mother was a little surprised: "Their family moved out a month ago, didn't you know?"

Fu Jiujiu was stunned.

Qi Luo's mother said: "You've been too busy these days, working overtime all day, they probably couldn't say goodbye to you in person."

"Their family," Fu Jiujiu thought for a while, "It's not that the wedding room was just renovated in summer, and they only got married and moved in in early winter, so why did they move out?"

"Who knows?" Qi Luo's mother said, "It's just that the house has been sold."

Fu Jiujiu nodded, and left the bouquet of flowers at Qi Luo's mother.

Back home, when he opened Weibo again, he found that Weibo had been completely blown up.

Fashion brands big and small have reposted Lu Xiye's Weibo, expressing that they would send him gifts.

He only reposted Lu Xiye's Weibo to express his gratitude, and ignored everything else.

Then he saw Wu Qiuran's statement and the reply from Xiao Mumu who loves the baby.

After that, except for the comments made by netizens, the two did not speak out again.

However, "48-hour appointment" has been topped the hot search list.

After 48 hours, one of these two people is destined to lose miserably.

On the early morning of the 31st, there was a misty snow in the sky.

Fu Jiujiu got up early, put on a waterproof down jacket and took Fu Xiaoba out for a walk.

After returning home, he cooked a bowl of noodles for himself and steamed chicken breast and broccoli for Fu Xiaoba.

One person and one dog ate a meal together, Fu Xiaoba's meal was much better than Fu Jiujiu's, and he was very privileged to watch him while eating.

After dinner, Fu Jiujiu sent Fu Xiaoba back to Qi Luo's mother's house as usual.

Then he drove to visit his mother.

The cemetery was halfway up the mountain. He parked his car in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, holding a bouquet of red carnations, and walked up the stone road.

He was wearing a long black down jacket with the hood pulled over his head to shield him from the strong wind and fine snow.

There are people who go up the mountain to worship on the road, but very few.

Fu Jiujiu soon arrived at the cemetery and followed the familiar path to his mother's tombstone.

A bouquet of flowers has been placed in front of the tombstone, and two lilies are mixed with white carnations.

A tall figure was bowing slightly, wiping the dust and snow on the tombstone.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head to look over, his thick and slender eyelashes were stained with snow beads, and they were wet.

"Senior." Fu Jiujiu paused.

For so many years, it seems that apart from him, very few people have come to visit his mother.

His mother had been dead for too long, and those friends who would come to visit her during the holidays at first rarely came now.

After all, everyone has their own life, and forgetting is human instinct.

He took two steps forward and looked at the photo of his mother.

In this world, his mother passed away two years early, but the photo on the tombstone has not changed, it is the same one.

In the photo, she smiled softly, but her eyes were firm. She was a gentle and firm person.

Fu Jiujiu took off the hood, then squatted down, and gently placed the flowers in front of the tomb.

The tombstone has been wiped clean, this is the work he has to do every time he comes, but this time it was done by someone else, it seems that something is missing for a while.

Lin Jun walked away calmly, leaving space for Fu Jiujiu to talk to his mother.

Fu Jiujiu turned his head to look at him, and saw that he was lighting a cigarette with his back against the wind, his back was straight and straight, like a pine and cypress standing in the wind and snow.

Fu Jiujiu talked with his mother for a while.

He knelt down again and kowtowed respectfully to the tombstone before standing up.

The snow seemed to be a little bigger, his eyes were a little sore, after raising his hand to rub it, Lin Jun had come to him.

He knelt down and wiped his knees and the hem of his down jacket with a tissue.

Fu Jiujiu wanted to step back, but he raised an arm around his waist.

Fu Jiujiu looked down at his black hair and his bony hands holding a tissue: "Thank you senior for visiting my mother."

"It should be." Lin Jun let go of his waist and stood up: "I used to accompany you to see Auntie on this day every year."

The two turned around and went down the mountain slowly. Lin Jun raised his hand to brush off the broken snow on Fu Jiujiu's hair, and put the hood on him again.

"Have you been here for a long time?" Fu Jiujiu asked him with his head tilted.

The ends of Fu Jiujiu's eyes were a little red, and his eyelashes were very moist. He wondered if he had cried. Lin Jun looked at him for a moment and said, "Not too long."

Then he said, "In half an hour."

"Have you chatted with my mother?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

Lin Jun glanced at him and didn't speak for a while.

Fu Jiujiu thought about it and laughed again: "That's right, you haven't even met each other, so what's there to talk about?"

"Actually, there are," Lin Jun said, "I thank her for giving birth to you."

Fu Jiujiu stopped and looked up at him.

His face was hidden under the hood and was very little covered by the fur collar.

Lin Jun reached out and pulled his hood back, and lightly touched his cheek with his thumb.

Unlike before, this time his hands were very cold.

He smiled and said, "If she hadn't given birth to you, I wouldn't have met you."

Fu Jiujiu fled in that dangerous space full of pink drugs, feeling less and less hopeful of escaping.

He suddenly remembered a picture he had seen on the Internet.

On the left and right sides of the picture are two comparison maps of the Earth.

One is "the earth with you", and the other is "the earth without you".

There is virtually no difference between the two maps.

In this world, there may be no difference between having Fu Jiujiu and not having Fu Jiujiu, and it might be the same for Lin County.

He just mistakenly thought that Fu Jiujiu was very important to him.

If it really mattered, why did they divorce?

Fu Jiujiu pursed her lips, an unspeakable astringency could not be restrained from the bottom of her heart.

Fine snowdrops fell on the eyelashes, trembling slightly with his movements.

Lin Jun felt a little hot in his heart, so he couldn't help but get closer, and gently blew on him.

Eyelashes itchy, Fu Jiujiu smiled.

"Are you going back to your father's house for dinner at noon?" Lin Jun asked.

The two resumed their posture of walking down again. The road was a little slippery. Lin Jun held Fu Jiujiu's wrist, and put his hand into his coat pocket.

"Yes." Fu Jiujiu said, "It's Chinese New Year, so I have to go back to look good."

"Let me accompany you. After dinner at your parents' house, we will go back to my mother's house in the afternoon."

Fu Jiujiu didn't want to give his father and Chen Mengju any more hope.

If two people go home together, it will only make them more successful in the future.

If you want to cut off their thoughts, you should cut them off completely.

He stopped: "No, I'll go by myself."

Lin Jun's eyes, which were originally full of hope, sank, and the light inside went out.

Fu Jiujiu started to go: "I'll go to your mother's house by myself in the afternoon."

The two walked all the way down in silence, and Lin Jun suddenly said: "You just said the wrong thing in front of your mother."

"What?" Fu Jiujiu was a little surprised.

"You shouldn't call me senior." Lin Jun pursed his lips and pointed out very seriously: "You should call me something else, otherwise your mother will know."

Fu Jiujiu was amused by his words.

His mother passed away for many years, he was sad and missed, but he accepted it and really accepted it.

"You even want to hide it from the dead?" He said, "The dead should all know it, even if you lie, you can't lie."

As he was talking, Lin Jun's cell phone rang, and Lin Jun only picked it up after he finished speaking.

He said a few words into the microphone, very vague, but it should have something to do with Wu Qiuran's incident.

"Although I know it was Wu Qiuran who did it," Fu Jiujiu said after he hung up the phone, "but senior, do you really have evidence?"

Lin Jun was silent for a moment, as if he didn't really want to admit that the very childish ID who was tearing up with others online was himself.

But that was Fu Jiujiu's business, he had to be careful.

"No." He was silent for a moment, and finally said slowly: "But don't worry, Wu Qiuran will definitely apologize."

"You're gambling." Fu Jiujiu was unavoidably worried, "Actually, I... really don't want you to take risks like this."

"I never gamble," Lin Jun looked at him deeply, his heart burning because of his little worry about him.

He put his forehead into the hood and licked it, reassuring him: "Unless I am sure of victory."

Fu Jiujiu pursed her lips and said nothing.

Lin Jun lowered his body and lowered his voice, and asked, "Do you believe me?"

After a while, Fu Jiujiu nodded. He looked directly at him and said firmly, "Yes."

The snowflakes became bigger and fluttered around lightly, and there were almost no people on the way up the mountain.

Lin Jun's smile bloomed little by little in the snowflakes all over the sky, and the dimples were extremely deep, as if there was no trouble at all.

Fu Jiujiu couldn't help being a little curious, but also a little looking forward to it.

He wanted to see what this man would do without any evidence, so as to be sure of winning!

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1319:29:29~2020-08-1419:08:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Congratulations 2; Did you explode 1 today;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Hegui Gushan Temple; 1 bottle of Yanning;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!