Meet the Brand Officer

A farce, broke up in a hurry.

Lin Xiyou sat blankly in front of a pitch-black screen, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. The server crashed too soon, and the hackers were blamed.

Could it be a crisis public relations strategy to save the market?
This interlocking operation is difficult to doubt whether it is a human operation.

While thinking about it, she received a call from Song Ziyuan.

"How about it, is the awards ceremony wonderful?"

"Your handwriting?" Her heart trembled.

"How can I have this ability, I can only say that the time and place are right, I push the boat with the current, it is he who reaped the consequences, even God can't stand it."

Lin Xiyou breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of the collapse of the construction site and the reappearance of the tragedy in front of her eyes, her heart tightened again: "The situation of the collapse"

"I have media friends from West Market on the scene. The eight migrant workers who have been rescued are not in danger. The other conditions are unknown."

"Hope there won't be too many casualties," she murmured sadly.

Song Ziyuan also sighed softly, "No one wants to see tragedies happen. Sometimes natural disasters of force majeure cannot be avoided, but man-made disasters caused by profit-seeking and greedy, we must prevent the incipient and nip the bigger risks in their cradle."

"Um"

"The specific cause of the collapse is still under investigation. It can be regarded as a wake-up call for Li Miao, the construction industry, the public and relevant departments. The public will pay more attention to this issue and avoid more similar tragedies in the future."

"Well, right and wrong have their own merits, and justice is at the heart's disposal. A hypocritical person like Li Miao, who harms others and benefits himself, will be eradicated sooner or later."

Lin Xiyou worked hard to adjust her emotions and strengthen her beliefs. She just hung up Song Ziyuan's call when she received a call from Jin Xin.

"Boss Jin?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before slowly speaking: "Can I go see your father?"

She suddenly felt that the blood in her body was frozen for a moment, and she was so shocked that she couldn't find her voice for a while, "You"

"Can you?" Jin Xin's voice was low, with a little pleading.

Lin Xiyou hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed: "Okay."

With the same sense of urgency, they immediately decided to drive to Xingshi by themselves, and Song Ziyuan was also going there together.

Originally, Lin Xiyou just informed her to report, lest he come to her in vain, but he didn't expect him to block the door without saying a word, insisting on following the left and right, euphemistically saying: "For safety's sake."

What if the unfathomable Jin Xin is with Li Miao?The heart of defense is indispensable!
However, they had to go together as a threesome.

It was afternoon when we arrived at our destination.

In the quiet cemetery, there are few people.

Lin Zhengzhi's tomb was clean, and there was a basket of hand-woven bamboo flowers.

Lin Xiyou, dressed in black, squatted down and placed a bouquet of kapok next to the bamboo flowers, whispering softly: "Dad, I'm late."

She looked up at the photo of her father. He was as young as ever, with a flowery smile, and a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, showing integrity and honesty.

Just as her mother would weave a basket of bamboo flowers for her father every year, she would send a bouquet of kapok symbolizing heroes every year.

They all believed that he was such a kind and upright person that he would never seek wealth or murder, let alone evade responsibility.

In her heart, her father will always be her hero.

"Dad, justice will be late, but it will never be absent. We will definitely get back the wrong you have suffered."

Lin Xiyou gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and calmly told her father about the changes in these days.

After expressing her heart, she got up and waved towards the distance, indicating that Song Ziyuan and Jin Xin could come over.

Song Ziyuan stepped forward quickly and bowed deeply to Lin Zhengzhi's tombstone to express his greetings and respect.

Jin Xin, who followed behind, took a few steps, then stopped, his heavy steps seemed to be filled with lead, making it difficult to move forward.

"It was you who said you were going to come, and you were the one who was timid and afraid to come. Did you do something wrong and dare not meet the sufferer?" Song Ziyuan directly complained, regardless of the three sevens and two ones.

He was very wary of Jin Xin all the way, but Jin Xin was unusually silent all the way.

"Song Ziyuan." Lin Xiyou snorted, then turned around and introduced to Jin Xin: "President Jin, this is my father, Lin Zhengzhi."

"I believe that you came here without malice. But I don't know why you came?" She finally asked.

Jin Xin moved to the tombstone with difficulty, and bowed deeply to Lin Zhengzhi's photo, "I'm sorry."

After he got up slowly, he replied: "It's been ten years, I've always wanted to come and see it, but I never had the courage."

"You..." Lin Xiyou's heart skipped a beat when she heard "ten years", and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you really know my father?"

Jin Xin shook his head, "It can be considered a one-sided relationship. I know he was innocent and wronged, but because of my own selfish desires, I couldn't stand up and clarify the truth. I have been suffering for ten years because of this matter."

Lin Xiyou's eyes turned red for a moment, suppressing her grief, she confirmed with a voice: "You always knew the truth?"

"Yes, but I don't have direct evidence." Jin Xin paused, and told everything he had seen and heard ten years ago, and then took out a thick portfolio from his carry-on bag, and handed it over.

"There is a recorder here, which records all the conversations between me and him. It can be used as evidence. There is also an account book, but one is missing. It cannot form the mother-child account that Li Miao said."

Ledger?

Lin Xiyou and Song Ziyuan looked at each other, and quickly took out the ledger, which was similar to the ledger found at her home.

When she said excitedly, "I have this too", Song Ziyuan covered her mouth. What if Jin Xin came here to deceive evidence?

Her heart cooled down for a moment, and she asked soberly: "Mr. Jin, for so many years, you have never thought of making all this public. Why did you suddenly change your mind today?"

Jin Xin laughed at himself, "Maybe it's because he can't stand the condemnation of his conscience, or maybe he's afraid of the torment of not being able to sleep at night."

"I was always reluctant to give up my career with bare hands, but the moment the West Market collapsed, I woke up instantly."

"If Li Miao is allowed to do anything wrong again, there will only be more and more victims in the future, and my heart will be imprisoned in layers of darkness for the rest of my life." He confided frankly, with a light smile of relief on his face.

Lin Xiyou's face was moved, with mixed feelings, "You know, handing over these means"

"I know." Jin Xin waved his hand, and there was a trace of firmness in his vicissitudes of eyes, "The best evidence is myself."

"It's ridiculous that I'm timid and cowardly, and I still don't have the courage to announce it to the world with my own hands. I'll leave the rest to you."

After bowing slightly to Lin Xiyou, he turned and left.

Lin Xiyou bowed deeply to Jin Xin's back, expressing her high respect and gratitude.

Holding the heavy file bag tightly, she was once again caught in a dilemma.