The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

A local late-night talk show, a long-running national program, invited Ms. Samuel, who had not appeared in the United States for a long time.

In her youth, she made cameo appearances in many popular classic films. Although it was just a marketing and investment tactic for the company at the time, her performances always brought surprises and made her a very familiar and beloved figure in the hearts of the local people.

Twenty years ago, a devastating storm struck the south, displacing millions of people. She was among the first to arrive at the scene with supplies and rescue workers, a moment many will never forget. It's fair to say that her popularity in the US is unimaginable to outsiders.

The show achieved record-breaking ratings that day. And Samuel's words and remarks on the show became headlines in major newspapers.

The next day, observant onlookers discovered that several hours earlier, reports about Ruihui had already surfaced, from one of the most authoritative news organizations in China, and the writer was even the owner of Saisike himself. A seemingly insignificant ripple had overnight transformed into a monstrous wave capable of destroying a city.

The Ruihui Building was brightly lit all night, and the flow of people coming and going in the public relations department continued until early the next morning.

"Boss, what do we do now?"

The people in the office were already restless. With figures pacing back and forth and constant questioning, several people were eventually kicked out of the office.

Jiang Dongguo looked at the boss, but in the end said nothing and left.

"Jiang, come in!"

He was about to leave when he was called back. Jiang Dongguo responded, took a deep breath, and walked into his office.

"Boss, what is it?"

"There's no one in the company who can communicate with us. Now I need you to represent the company and discuss this matter with them in detail. The company's public relations department has already prepared a corresponding template. Take this document and our utmost sincerity with you."

Jiang Dongguo recalled his confrontation with those people that night: "Boss, do you know who her husband is?"

The man sitting in the leather chair glanced up at his assistant for a moment: "Of course I know who her husband is, but so what? They've damaged my interests. Now, immediately, go and settle this matter for me."

Jiang Dongguo, who had never contradicted his boss and was always loyal to him, was now deeply shaken. It wasn't that he didn't want to work for his boss, nor that he was afraid of difficulties; rather, he knew clearly that they were bound to suffer a setback and had no right to choose to sit down and negotiate face-to-face, fairly.

Before leaving, Jiang Dongguo fulfilled his last duty, whispering a reminder: "Boss, you need to understand that some things, once started, can't be stopped. If you go and apologize to that lady in person now, and show your sincerity, perhaps we still have a chance to salvage the situation."

Before he could finish speaking, a piece of porcelain struck him on the forehead, followed by a furious shout: "Who do you think you are? How dare you lecture me here? Get out and do your job."

After he finished speaking, only the sound of heavy breathing filled the large office. Jiang Dongguo didn't say anything, just nodded, turned around, and strode away.

Meanwhile, Ms. Samuel was on the phone with Yu Lian. This was the third time, and each time Samuel wore a smile. It wasn't for any other reason than that this battle had been won too easily, to the point that she was beginning to regret agreeing to let Yu Lian appear in public. After all, her low-key style over the years had deeply impressed everyone, and this sudden reappearance now seemed like a marketing ploy.

Yu Lian heard another piece of good news from Ms. Samuel on the other end of the phone. She really didn't expect that Xu Meng's aunt was actually a senior journalist with such great influence that she had even become a major force in this war of public opinion.

Speaking of this, Samuel exclaimed in surprise, "I had no idea you knew such a big shot. I've dealt with her before, and she's a remarkable woman. The phrase 'political truth-seeker' perfectly describes her. We spent a lot of money trying to get her to do some artistic work on the reports—without covering up the facts—and she promptly refused. You know, I'm never stingy with my money."

Speaking of which, Yu Lian really didn't have time to chat with Ms. Samuel any longer. She needed to ask Xu Meng what exactly was going on. After briefly saying goodbye to Ms. Samuel, Yu Lian hung up the phone and rushed to the assistant's office next door. Everyone looked up at her as soon as they saw her. Yu Lian raised her hand to indicate that she was fine, then whispered to Xu Meng, "Come out for a moment, I have something to ask you."

Putting down her work, Xu Meng hurried to the office door, only to see her boss beaming with an undisguised smile—something good must have happened. She immediately guessed the reason: "Boss, did our propaganda campaign succeed?"

Yu Lian nodded affirmatively: "Of course it succeeded. With someone as important as your aunt involved, it would be hard not to succeed. I heard you say that before, and I thought your aunt was just an ordinary news reporter. I didn't expect that she actually owns such a big news company and has such a deep seniority. You were able to keep quiet about it."

After a two-second silence, Xu Meng said to the boss, "Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"

Yu Lian was surprised by her reaction, but considering that they had only recently recognized each other, it was normal that they were not familiar with each other.

"Doesn't anyone in your family know that your aunt owns a huge news company over there? To be precise, she didn't own it; she bought it. And their company's various magazines and newspapers practically control all media resources. Don't tell me you don't know about something this big..."

Xu Meng shook her head. She really didn't know; her thoughts were the same as the boss in front of her.

"Excuse me, boss, I need to make a phone call."

Hearing that she was going to make a phone call, most likely to ask an elder about the truth of the matter, Yu Lian waved her hand and told her to do as she pleased. However, Xu Meng returned faster than she expected, running back breathlessly in less than five minutes.

"Boss, it's true, I had no idea. But I'm happy to be able to help this time."

Yu Lian sighed once again, "I was so lucky to have met you back then."

Xu Meng replied shyly, "Boss, I guess I was lucky. If I hadn't met you back then, I don't know where I'd be wandering around now."

Yu Lian knew that Xu Meng was just being polite. Even if she didn't come to Jinbu Pharmaceuticals, she would still get a very good job. She waved her hand, telling Xu Meng to go and do her own thing. If this politeness continued, it would never end.

Having resolved this matter, Yu Lian felt relieved. But soon, an unpleasant incident ruined her mood.