After the matter was settled, Wen Jing ended the live - broadcast and asked someone to send Qian Li's phone to the police station.
Cen Shen stood beside, his head down as he stared at the webpage on his phone, his brows furrowed. "They've seen Miss Zhu's face."
Zi Mo looked in Wen Jing's direction, and sure enough, Zhu Ning's face appeared on several web pages.
"Contact Wangyin directly." Zi Mo made the decision.
Cen Shen nodded.
"Do it now."
In the capital city of Kyoto, Pei Jin and his professor emerged from the research lab late at night.
Professor Qin took off his glasses and rubbed his eye sockets, exhaling a tired breath.
The research on the fifth - generation domestic chips had been extremely arduous. Technologically advanced countries had imposed technological blockades, suppression, and sanctions.
The entire team had been struggling for nearly two years, but the progress was still slow.
It was tough. Everything was so tough.
Pei Jin looked at the red bloodshot eyes under the old man's eyes and said compassionately, "Professor, let me take you home to rest first."
The old man waved his hand. "The driver is here. You've been on your feet for two days without sleep. Take care of yourself first."
Pei Jin then saw him off.
After the Hongqi car drove away, he stood at the door like a statue, staring into the distance until his phone rang. It was a call from his subordinate.
"Mr. Pei, the Miss Zhu you asked me to keep an eye on is in the news."
A few minutes later, Pei Jin opened the webpage.
The news about Zhu Ning's extravagant spending was everywhere. A faint smile appeared on his tired face, but it faded slowly when he saw that she had spent a hundred million just to please a male friend.
After staring at his phone for a while, he called his subordinate. "Remove all the trending searches."
Subordinate: "Huh?"
Pei Jin: "Do as I say."
Subordinate: "Ah, okay, yes."
After hanging up the phone, Pei Jin reached into his pocket.
The brooch felt cold against his fingertips.
Flirty little girl.
In Shanghai, at the headquarters of Wenshen.
The door of Qi Yuwu's office was knocked open. His assistant came in. "Mr. Qi, Miss Zhu is trending again."
He raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand. The tablet landed in his long, slender right hand. The red mole on the side of his little finger was eye - catching.
The light from the screen illuminated his well - defined brow bone. There was a mocking look in his phoenix eyes. "A fool who tries to steal a chicken but loses his rice."
His fingertips tapped lightly on the screen.
He ordered, "Contact Chi Manyan's people and ask them to deal with this 'Steamed Fish with Chili' and that 'Stinky Taro'."
The assistant was a bit embarrassed. "Mr. Qi, one is called Qian Li and the other is called Taro Boba."
Qi Yuwu glanced at him.
The assistant shivered in fear.
He averted his gaze. "Also, delete all the videos of her showing her face on the Internet.
"I don't want to see anyone spreading videos of her showing her face."
"Understood."
The assistant turned to leave, but then heard a voice, "Wait."
"Is there anything else, Mr. Qi?"
He turned around and waited respectfully for instructions.
Qi Yuwu leaned back in his chair and zoomed in on the face of the young man in the video with his fingers.
He asked lazily with interest, "Is he good - looking?"
"Ah...?"
In Haicheng, at Jinting Yufu.
Liu Nian sneezed.
Who was thinking about him?
His phone vibrated twice. He received a WeChat message.
Haha: Report to Nian Nian. All the recorded videos have been sent to Lawyer Wen!
Liu Nian: Thanks! I'll send you a big red envelope!
Haha: Thank you, Nian Nian!!
Liu Nian held his phone and took out the business card from his pocket. After crushing it, he dialed another number.
He raised his hand and dialed a number that he had memorized but had never dialed successfully. Finally, he pressed the call button.
After taking a deep breath, he pressed it.
The phone rang for two seconds and then was answered.
"Hello..."
The voice on the other end was trembling. "Nian Nian, is that you? You've finally called me?"
Unlike the excitement on the other end, Liu Nian's reaction was very cold.
He said, "Don't let your students come to my company anymore."
The other end was silent for a moment, then trembled and panicked. "Nian Nian, I, I didn't mean it. I just, I just..."
He interrupted directly. "I know what you mean. But before that, I have two requests."
The other end gasped for breath and agreed immediately. "No problem. You can ask for anything! I'll definitely make it up to you!"
Liu Nian: "I don't need you to make it up to me. I just need you to do these two things. For the rest, we'll talk as business."
The other end was dejected but immediately said, "Okay, no problem. As long as you say it, I'll do it for you!"
Liu Nian: "I need you to find a high - end storage company for me. I have some things to store. Remember, it's for precious items."
The person on the phone: "No problem! There are high - end storage companies in Kyoto and Shanghai. It's easy!"
"The second thing."
He said firmly, "I need you to help me remove a trending search."
The other end was stunned.
It was 23:00 p.m. in Kyoto and 17:00 p.m. in Florence.
It was daylight saving time. There was still a long time until dusk in Italy. Chi Manyan stood in the center of the exhibition hall.
The huge painting "Spring" hung above his head. The delicate and gentle brushstrokes outlined the clean face of a young girl.
He reached out his hand.
His fingers were long, slender, and well - defined, as delicate as fine porcelain. He touched the person in the painting in the air, his eyes filled with gentle longing.
"Chi!"
The organizer called out to him from behind.
He turned his head.
With his hair tied low, his eyebrows were as delicate as a painting. His voice was gentle and mellow. "Francesco."
Francesco stopped in his tracks the moment Chi Manyan turned his head. He was stunned again as he looked at this classical beauty from the East.
Suddenly, two words he had just learned in his Chinese class came to mind.
Immortal - like and pure, as noble as jade.
Facing the calm and gentle gaze, he realized his rudeness. He coughed and stepped forward to shake hands. "Congratulations on the successful conclusion of your art exhibition. The 'Spring' tour will surely be a great success."
"Thank you for your kind words."
After shaking hands, Francesco asked if his next stop was Sweden. His phone rang before he could answer.
"Sorry."
He bowed in apology and answered the call. "Four big names are trying to remove the trending searches?"
"Yes, Mr. Chi. First, Juede Wanglai in Haicheng called and asked us to remove the trending searches and take down all the videos of their directors. Then Pei Jin from Shenhai, Qi Yuwu from Pengpai, and General Manager Ruan from Jinning Entertainment also called personally and asked us to delete and take down the videos.
"The business department feels that this matter has a rather big impact, so they want to report it to you."
Chi Manyan: "What kind of news could bring these four big names together? Send it to me and let me take a look."
"Please wait a moment."
His phone vibrated. Chi Manyan opened the video. The next second, his pupils shrank, and all the blood in his body rushed towards his heart crazily.
The voice on the phone and the sounds of the whole world faded away at this moment.
The veins on the back of his hand holding the phone stood out. He stared intently at the face on the screen that kept overlapping with the face in the huge painting.
I've found you.
Finally, I've found you!
He took a deep breath from the ringing in his ears. His voice was hoarse. "Take down all the videos of her showing her face. Before she agrees, no account is allowed to spread her face or appearance. Contact other platforms to do the same. At the same time, warn them that if they don't follow the requirements, they'll be going against me, Chi Manyan."
"Go and do it."
The subordinate was scared by his words. It took him a few seconds to react before he hurriedly agreed and hung up the phone to do as he was told.
Chi Manyan took a deep breath and carefully saved the video of her. Francesco beside him felt that his state was a bit off and asked with concern, "Chi, Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
He stood up, a smile on his face. "What were you saying just now?"
Francesco stared at him blankly, always feeling that his current state was very strange.
Compared with his gentle and mellow self just now, he now seemed a bit...
Obsessively...
Happy...
"I, I asked, is your next stop, in, Sweden?"
"No, it's not Sweden."
He smiled. "It's Haicheng."