She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

I was summoned by Zhou Hanzhi to the mountainside villa.

As soon as I entered the main hall, I saw three people sitting in front of the coffee table, namely Zhou Hanzhi, Shen Hualan, and Lin Xixi.

Shen Hualan sat in the middle of the sofa with a solemn expression, and Lin Xixi sat next to her with a gentle and well-behaved expression.

Diagonally across from them, Zhou Hanzhi was sitting alone, his legs elegantly crossed, and his whole person exuded a cold aura that was alien to anyone thousands of miles away.

Seeing me coming in, three pairs of eyes looked over at me with different expressions.

Shen Hualan bowed slightly, waved to me, and said with a hint of apology: "Xuxu, I'm sorry, I have to call you all the way."

Her tone was quite polite, but as she spoke, she still winked at me and winked desperately.

The focus was all on the silent President Zhou.

I understood immediately, glanced at Zhou Hanzhi, and said politely: "Mr. Zhou called me here, what advice do you have?"

The man raised his eyelids, picked up the tablet in his hand, threw it on the coffee table, and said coldly: "Mr. Meng, see for yourself."

I bent down and picked up the tablet, and after a casual glance, a line of news that read "Young entrepreneur Zhou Hanzhi donated 3 million to his alma mater NTU, applauding entrepreneurs for their ambition to help education" fell in my eyes.

The news published by Beijing-Hong Kong Evening News was first published two hours ago.

I have to say that the efficiency of Beijing-Hong Kong newspapers is quite high.

But it was obviously a compliment, so why did Zhou Hanzhi mobilize all his troops to ask me to come to the Villa in the Mid-Levels, but still use this kind of neither salty nor bland tone?

Thinking of the questioning tone of the man on the phone, I tried to ask: "It's an article reporting on Mr. Zhou's philanthropic deeds. Is there any problem?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Zhou Hanzhi glanced over with a cold look, his dark eyes sharp and indifferent: "Do you have any questions? Can't I ask you, Manager Meng?"

Listening to this strange tone, I became more and more confused. The next moment, I heard Lin Xixi say again: "Sister Nanxu, actually Hanzhi and I can understand your thoughts, but you should never, absolutely shouldn't, no You should involve your aunt, after all, she loves you so much."

After hearing this, Shen Hualan looked confused and said angrily: "Lin Xixi, what are you messing around with? I asked a reporter from the Beijing-Hong Kong Evening News to publish the news. It has nothing to do with Xu Xu. Besides, what this reporter wrote was all praise. , what’s the problem?”

When she said the last sentence, she stared at Zhou Hanzhi closely, as if she was trying to defend herself in front of him.

But every time she said another word, Zhou Hanzhi's face became darker. When she said the last sentence, the man's eyes were already dancing with angry flames, as if he was ready to burn a certain space to ashes at any time.

"Aunt, you don't know something," Lin Xixi lowered her eyes, looking extremely aggrieved, "In times like this, praise is equivalent to flattery, and the three million proposed by Professor Yan is not a small amount, Han Zhi has to get it." Be cautious.”

When we heard the words "Professor Yan", Shen Hualan and I were both stunned, as if we had grasped some key words. Shen Hualan looked at me, then at Lin Xixi, and asked: "Professor Yan you are talking about." , is the one who is dating Xu Xu?"

Lin Xixi glanced at me cautiously and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Shen Hualan's face changed suddenly when she saw this. After moving her eyes up and down several times, she looked at me again and asked, "No, what does this matter have to do with Professor Yan?"

"Professor Yan is the one who bridges the gap between schools and enterprises," Lin Xixi said, with a hint of fear in her voice, "Professor Yan also proposed the three million."

At this point, I can taste it.

I dare Zhou Hanzhi to call me to the Mid-Levels villa at night, and put on a show of calling for punishment, because he thought I had an ulterior motive in "encouraging" Shen Hualan to join forces with the Beijing-Hong Kong Evening News reporter.

To be precise, for the three million donation.

The reason is simple. Mass media like the Beijing-Hong Kong Evening News have a large audience and receive news quickly. Therefore, once the news is released, it will quickly spread in Beijing, Hong Kong and even the whole country, without even a chance to withdraw it.

The same is true for the one Zhou Hanzhi showed me.

I call it a compliment, but in the eyes of President Zhou Da, I deliberately encouraged Shen Hualan to give him a high hat. After all, once the news of donating three million is released, the entire citizens of Beijing and Hong Kong will know about it, including several wealthy families. , as a child in the neighborhood, even if Zhou Hanzhi was not willing to donate, he still had to get this matter done.

Otherwise, neither the Zhou family nor Rong Yu could afford to disgrace this person.

Only then did I realize that I was so smart. I could kill someone with a borrowed knife even more sneakily than Zhou Hanzhi.

"Xu Xu," Shen Hualan seemed to have figured out the problem. She stared at me and said in disbelief, "So, you...really did it for Professor Yan..."

When I looked over, Shen Hualan silently swallowed the unsaid words.

And Lin Xixi couldn't wait to throw stones at me: "Sister Nanxu, actually you don't have to use this trick, Hanzhi will also donate to Nanjing University. After all, it is our alma mater, and Hanzhi also has feelings for it."

I almost laughed out loud.

Oh, Zhou Hanzhi has feelings for Nanda, whom he has been dating for four years, but he abandons me like a loser, who has been chasing him for six years?

Do I still have to praise him for his deep affection and righteousness?

Shen Hualan couldn't listen anymore, glanced at me, and asked: "Xu Xu, you want to say something... Didn't you say that posting this news can help Han Zhi change his image? How..."

"Auntie, this is the biggest problem," Lin Xixi hurriedly answered and explained, "As soon as the news came out in the Beijing-Hong Kong Evening News, Nanjing University received a 3 million gift from an outstanding graduate. One makes a big splash about donations, while the other keeps a low profile. Comparing the two, how do you think of Rongyu and how do you think of Hanzhi?"

I was also stunned when I heard the sound.

A three million donation from an outstanding graduate? Who would be so generous all of a sudden?

But no matter who it is, in the eyes of these people, I, who "makes suggestions", have indeed put Zhou Hanzhi and Rong Yu into an embarrassing situation.

But it happened to be such a coincidence.

Now I have ten thousand mouths and I still can’t explain them clearly.

And the way Shen Hualan looked at me changed from the gentle look just now to the questioning look now.

Just when I was about to defend myself, an unexpected cell phone rang suddenly in the room.

It's Lin Xixi's phone number.

She glanced at Zhou Hanzhi in surprise and said, "It's Senior Sister Song Qing. She probably found out the identity of the student who made the donation."

My ears also perked up, and the next second I heard Lin Xixi say: "What? Feng Wenting? Isn't that Feng Wenzhuo's sister who just returned from studying abroad?"

Feng Wenting.

The person who donated three million to Nanjing University with one stroke of a pen was actually Feng Wenting!

If so, wouldn't Feng Wenting's move, which has a grand background, be a disguised slap in Rong Yu's face?

What put Rong Yu and Zhou Hanzhi in such an embarrassing situation was the report "encouraged" by me.

I am unlucky. I obviously wanted to use the donation to relieve the investors' worries, but now I have ended up being a human being.

"So," Zhou Hanzhi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, his cold eyes falling on my face, "Does Manager Meng have anything else to explain?"

It was said to be an inquiry, but the cannibalistic look in Zhou Hanzhi's eyes told me that he had already convicted me.

Shen Hualan's doubts also hit my ears: "Xu Xu, is this not true?"

Looking at that well-maintained face, I couldn't help but twitch my lips, and heard Lin Xixi say: "I think Sister Nan Xu didn't mean it. She probably just wanted to help Professor Yan solve the problem as soon as possible, so... …”

"Is that so?" The man's slender fingers tapped on the armrest of the sofa, then he raised his eyebrows and stared at me and asked, "Meng Nanxu, is that true?"

I suddenly felt that I had no need to defend myself.

I think, since the crime has been taken, the donation of three million must be received, right?

So I whispered: "When will Mr. Zhou plan to remit the three million donation to the school?"