When Xia Ling saw the microblog, she was stunned and suddenly laughed. The previous anger caused by the netizen's words disappeared in a flash. Mr. Qiao's words are really humorous.

Is she going to make him proud today! But now, she's ready to blog.

Those netizens surrounded by Qiao Yu's microblog were stunned when they saw Qiao Yu's microblog. Someone replied directly: "Mr. Qiao, are you being demoted? Do you still like this kind of woman?"?! What a shame

"I think it's all your favor that Xia Ning can be so bold, but I can't figure out where this kind of woman is worth your liking."

"Joe is not rich in this way. What do we call it? Joe is too modest."

"I don't know why, I saw something intriguing from Mr. Qiao's microblog."

The news spread all over the Internet, and the phone calls of Se entertainment are about to explode. After all, Xia Ling is an entertainer and the second shareholder of Se entertainment. Of course, they don't know that her shares in SE entertainment have been transferred to Zheng Ziming.

Zheng Ziming gave the order, but Wen Jing was so anxious that she directly argued with him.

"Zheng Shao, are you crazy? Do you know how many people on the Internet scold Xia Ningjie now?" Wen Jing stands at her desk and stares at Zheng Ziming.

Zheng Ziming looked at her and said, "how can I get your beak? Get out

"No, it's all about Xia Ning's reputation. I won't agree!" Wen Jing insisted.

Zheng Ziming pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer, "you don't even know what you're doing here. If you make such a fuss again, get out of here."

"I can go away, but please do public relations for sister Xia immediately." Wen Jing never gives up.

Zheng Ziming sneered and picked up his mobile phone to make a call directly.

"Asia, there's something wrong with someone here. Can you tell her that she needs to be involved in the negative aspects of the Internet?" Zheng Ziming then handed the mobile phone to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing took over and said tentatively, "sister Xia Ning?"

"It's me, Wen Jing. There's no need for public relations in this matter. The better the trouble, I'll clarify it." Xia Ling said directly.

Wen Jing immediately said, "OK, OK, I know. Sister Xia Ning, take care of yourself."

With that, Wen Jing returned the mobile phone to Zheng Ziming. Zheng Ziming gave her a bad look and said, "now I know."

Wen Jing bowed her head in embarrassment. "Sorry, Zheng Shao, I misunderstood you."

When Zheng Ziming saw that she was soft hearted, he couldn't say anything about her. He just said, "don't think about Asia too useless. If she wants to kill anyone, she doesn't need her hands. There are many people who want to help."

"Well!" Wen Jing answered, "are you one of them, Zheng Shao?"

"Of course!" Zheng Ziming did not want to say, "go through fire and water, die, so you don't have to worry that I will ignore her."

"Well!" Wen Jing responded again, then turned around and left the office.

Zheng Ziming took out his mobile phone and called Xia Ling again, "are you really playing this time?"

"Well, it's always open!" Xia Ling's voice came from the phone.

"No wonder Qiao Yu is under so much pressure." Zheng Ziming said with a low smile, "but this is good."

"By the way, how are you doing with Wen Jing?"

"How about what?" Zheng Ziming is at a loss.

"Don't play silly with me. Wen Jing likes you. Don't think I don't know."

Zheng Ziming frowned, "is that right? I don't know if you're too sensitive. "

"It's your carelessness."

"She's not my type, I care so much about what to do!" Zheng Ziming said with a smile, "well, just take care of yourself. Don't worry about these things." Then he hung up the phone, eyes fell to the door, brow locked, heart suddenly a little irritable.

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