The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1497 1529 Missing You, It Hurts 8
"It's written below. Keep reading. It turns out that his fiancée was not in the country at the time. This is the passenger information of the international flight. There are screenshots on it. It turns out that his girlfriend went to Somalia before that, and returned to Fengcheng from Somalia not long ago. As for why Your Excellency Yin didn't explain, the above said, most of them are disdainful, thinking that the Qing Dynasty will clear itself, and the result is that the three became tigers."

Both Xingluo and Jian Yifan looked at Mu Li, who was at a loss.

Xingluo turned his head to look: "Sorry, what are you talking about, can you show me?"

"It's on Weibo, search it yourself, the title is [His Secretary of State in Our Eyes]."

Mu Li has already taken out her mobile phone, searched Weibo, and found this long Weibo.

The article was posted from the official blog of the embassy. It was written by a female staff member of the embassy. The female staff member wrote a long Weibo post to defend Yin Zhan based on what she saw and heard.Many people in the embassy retweeted this Weibo, also saying that they saw with their own eyes that Yin Zhan and his fiancée had a very good relationship.

The group photo above turned out to be a photo taken by Yin Zhan to blow her eyes out; as for the screenshot of the flight, the ID photo above was mosaiced, but the date of registration was very clear. It is estimated that it was intercepted by the female staff through the internal staff of the Civil Aviation...

This Weibo was posted in the middle of the night last night. At first, it had little impact, but after more than ten hours, there have been a lot of retweets and comments. If it continues like this, maybe it will become a hot topic on Weibo at night list.

Jian Yifan frowned: "He's using you again!"

"Maybe, it wasn't his idea. If you want to use it, you have to use it early, you don't have to wait until now. I reminded him to make a statement before, and he said that he didn't want to drag me into a show again."

"Because of the number of votes in the presidential election, he still has a chance to fight. Now is the time to make an announcement in his favor, and make the people more inclined to him. Public opinion has an influence on the House of Representatives."

Mu Li put away her phone, now is indeed the best time, but based on her understanding of Yin Zhan, she thinks this matter may be a unilateral act of the embassy. After all, Yin Zhan saved the female staff member. Now that she thinks about it, she It may have been planned to repay the favor early.

Although she also suggested that Yin Zhan make a statement, she really just hoped that he would stop getting involved with her in other ways, and she didn't want to be tied up again.But now, because of this long Weibo, it seems to be tied up.

The movie finally played, and the surroundings became quiet. All three of them were watching a movie a little absent-mindedly.

When a call came, she quickly pressed the reject button so as not to disturb others watching the movie.

Yin Zhan then sent a text message, two words: "Sorry."

Two words without a head, but the meaning is obvious.

Mu Li bowed and left her seat, walked out of the auditorium, and called Yin Zhan outside.

Yin Zhan said: "I will ask the embassy to delete Weibo as soon as possible."

"Forget it, it doesn't make sense to delete it after posting it, but it will only cause trouble. You can run for your president, maybe you can work harder. This Weibo is at least good for you, but I won't accompany you." You make public appearances, or participate in any event."

"I won't ask you that!"

That's good, Mu Li changed the topic to a lighter one: "Christmas, is your family in the capital or in Fengcheng? I want to confirm Ting Jun's whereabouts. If he is in Fengcheng, I will give him a Christmas present sooner." .”

"Fengcheng, that day is the anniversary of my grandfather's death. I'm going to take Tingjun back to visit the tomb and pay respects to ancestors. I'll leave in the afternoon the day after tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)