How did I marry into a wealthy family during my second marriage?

After getting the USB flash drive, I had already read the contents and intercepted a video of Chen Yiming putting cockroaches and frogs into bread and lanterns. The bread and lanterns in the video were consistent with those in the photo.

When Fang Yizhen saw me like this, she knew that it was useless to fight with me, so she lowered her attitude.

"Assistant Ruan, I am desperate. For so many years, I have worked hard in the company, trying hard to get ahead and make more money for the company. But I am unlucky. The company has given me so many resources, but they have not promoted me. I feel sorry for the company. I used those photos as bargaining chips and asked the company to release two albums for me, just to take a gamble. If I become popular, the company can also share some more money!"

"If the company gives in to you and releases an album for you, but you don't become popular, they will continue to do the same thing and let the company continue to release albums for you."

People like her will get out of hand once their greed is unleashed.

"No! I won't do that!"

I curled my lower lip coldly and closed the door behind me.

"Assistant Ruan, help me ask Mr. Lu for a favor and ask him to terminate the contract with me."

"Ms. Fang, I have just joined the company not long ago and have not had much contact with Mr. Lu. He will not betray me."

I really wanted to point at my face and ask Fang Yizhen, is my face big enough to give her the illusion that Mr. Lu is betraying my face?

"Assistant Ruan..."

"How many people know you have the photo?"

"I...I don't know."

From her words, I learned that she accidentally saw the photos of the incident from her agent’s phone. After sending the photos to her own phone, she deleted the photos from her agent’s phone.

The artists in the hands of their managers are half-dead and their income is not high. Their contracts expired a few days ago and have not been renewed. He didn't mention the photo to Mr. Lu before he changed his job.

After Fang Yizhen got the photo, she suppressed her excitement and waited for her agent to leave, then immediately used the photo to exchange resources with Mr. Lu.

Mr. Lu loves the little guy very much. She thinks that with the photo in hand, she can make Mr. Lu compromise.

She will show up at the company every day these days to show off to the company employees. Soon, she will release an album and will have a concert next.

While Fang Yizhen was thinking about the future, she also took action and started contacting the studio to make her concert costumes.

Her high-profile behavior attracted the attention of many people.

As she said, she didn't have a clue. When others doubted whether she could get the resources, she didn't think twice and just said the photo of the little guy "pranking" in her hand.

In front of me, she picked up her phone for a while and then said hesitantly: "I have only told a few people about this."

I entered the elevator without saying anything.

Fang Yizhen also followed in, "Assistant Ruan, I know I made a mistake. Please give me another chance."

I no longer pay attention to her.

Fang Yizhen pestered me all the way to the underground garage, and I unlocked the car and got in the car.

"Assistant Ruan..."

I drove away, and Fang Yizhen followed a few steps. Seeing my car getting further and further away, she stopped where she was, took out her cell phone, and started talking frantically at the other end of the phone. Her sharp voice echoed in the basement.

As soon as I left the basement and entered the main road in front of the company, I saw a Cayenne parked on the roadside.

The license plate of the Cayenne looked familiar. When I drove past, I remembered that it was Mrs. Wen’s car.

The scene of the bad breakup with Mrs. Wen last time appeared in my mind. I couldn't help but hold the steering wheel tightly, and I had a bad feeling in my heart.

A horn sounded and I looked in the reflector.

Mrs. Wen's car is on the rear right side of mine. She was waiting for me in front of the company just now.

I didn't want to pay attention to her and didn't respond to her.

Mrs. Wen's car followed my car not too far or too close. When I turned a corner, Lao Liu suddenly accelerated and forced me to stop on the side of the road.

I didn't move in the car.

Lao Liu got out of the car and knocked on the window beside me.

I took a few deep breaths to calm down the turbulent emotions in my heart, and then lowered the car window slightly.

"Assistant Ruan, Mrs. Wen wants to see you."

"You have something to say."

I had no intention of getting off.

Lao Liupi smiled and made an invitation gesture to me, "Assistant Ruan, please come this way."

I'm fed up with Mrs. Wen's condescending attitude, as if I were her pet and would crush me to death if I got upset. I turned my head and looked straight ahead.

Old Liu: "Assistant Ruan is a smart man and understands that there is no chance of winning by striking an egg against a stone."

"I'm a tough guy and want to give it a try."

Lao Liu:......

"Assistant Ruan has become a very busy man since he is no longer with Ayan. It is extremely difficult for me to meet you once."

Mrs. Wen got out of the back seat of the car holding a snow-white cat.

She wore a beige hat, a navy blue cashmere coat, and a waist-cinching long skirt. She was over fifty, but she was still graceful.

She exudes the lazy and luxurious temperament of a lady. Only those who have been in contact with her know how dark and vicious her heart is.

"Mrs. Wen is joking. I'm just an ordinary worker running for a living. All you need to see me is make a phone call."

"Really?" There was no warmth in the smile on Mrs. Wen's face, "Assistant Ruan, are you going to stay in the car to talk to me?"

"I still have something to do. Mrs. Wen can keep the story short."

Don't waste each other's time.

My words made Mrs. Wen's eyes filled with chills.

She lowered her head and stroked the cat in her arms. The cat felt the coldness in her eyes, shrank back, and barked twice uneasily.

"Be good, you will pay the price for disobeying me."

Mrs. Wen's voice sounded gentle, but there was a coldness that could not be ignored.

She was warning me.

I felt a little regretful that I was so bold and dared to be so tough with her. I swallowed nervously, trying to maintain a semblance of calm.

"I asked Assistant Ruan to be Chuxue's assistant before. How do you think about it?"

"I remember that I have already given an answer to Mrs. Wen."

"I'm old and have a bad memory. Please ask Assistant Ruan to say it again."

"I'm used to life in Jiangzhou."

"There must be someone in Jiangzhou you care about."

"Mrs. Wen knows everything. This is the place where I was born and raised. My friends and relatives are all here. I don't want to leave my hometown."

There was an allusion to Wen Xuyan in Mrs. Wen's words, but I pretended not to understand.

Mrs. Wen gave me a cold look, "Assistant Ruan is very charming. Just a few days after joining the job, Lu Zhilin is unwilling to let you go."

I didn't know what Mrs. Wen meant, so I frowned and looked at her.

"I called Lu Zhilin and asked him to fire you in exchange for some resources for his company's artists. He refused."

Mr. Lu never mentioned this matter to me, but I didn’t expect that it would get him into trouble soon after I joined the company.

"Have you seen the online reports about Lu Zhixing's son?"

Those photos were exposed by Mrs. Wen!

I stared at her without speaking.

"I heard that Lu Zhilin has plans to come back. This has just begun. I don't know if he can handle it in the future."

Mrs. Wen wants to use this method to make me resign!

mean!

"I have never tolerated disobedience from others. I don't need to teach you what to do, Assistant Ruan."

"Does Mrs. Wen know who Molly is who is coming to Jiangzhou Pharmaceutical University to give a special lecture?"