Unparalleled medical and martial arts skills, saving the CEO's fiancée at the start.

Zhou Wantong and Song Tiezhu's assistance reconnected the Jiang Group's nearly broken financial chain and supply chain.

The first batch of raw materials from Tongda Building Materials was loaded and shipped on the afternoon of the day the contract was signed. Tiedun Logistics' convoy set off overnight and drove into Jiang's Group's industrial park the next morning.

Forty heavy trucks were neatly lined up at the warehouse entrance, creating a spectacular sight.

Song Tiezhu personally accompanied the transport, and when he jumped down from the passenger seat of the first truck, a rare smile appeared on his dark face.

"Sister-in-law, the goods have arrived."

Jiang Ruoxi stood at the warehouse entrance, watching the workers and drivers unload the goods into the warehouse in an orderly manner. The heavy weight that had been pressing on her heart for days finally lifted.

She turned to look at Ye Chen beside her. He was squatting by the roadside, munching on a fried dough stick. His cheeks were bulging, and he looked just like a squirrel that had stolen a nut. He had no sense of pride whatsoever.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you," Jiang Ruoxi couldn't help but say, her tone filled with a doting affection she herself didn't realize.

Ye Chen stuffed the fried dough stick into his mouth in a few bites and said indistinctly, "Wife, are you relieved now? I knew it, even if the sky falls, your husband will hold it up. You just need to enjoy being your beautiful CEO."

Jiang Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

However, this rare moment of relaxation did not last long.

Three days later, in the evening, Jiang Ruoxi was reviewing quarterly reports in her office when Secretary Wang suddenly rushed in in a panic, forgetting to even knock on the door.

"President Jiang! Something's happened!"

Jiang Ruoxi looked up, her heart skipping a beat. Secretary Wang had been with her for three years, always calm and capable, and had never lost his composure like this before.

"Take your time, what is it?"

Secretary Wang, panting, handed his phone to Jiang Ruoxi. A short video was playing on the screen.

The video was filmed at an electronics manufacturing base under the Jiang Group. The workshop doors were closed, and hundreds of workers in blue overalls were gathered at the entrance, their emotions running high.

As the camera pans, you can clearly see people holding up signs that read "Jiang Group is a heartless company" and "Give me back my hard-earned money."

The video's title was even more shocking: "Exclusive Exposure: Jiang Group's Electronic Products Exceed Radiation Standards, the Truth Hidden for Three Years!"

The comments section below the video has exploded, and the number of views has exceeded ten million in just two hours.

"No wonder Jiang's products are so much cheaper than others. Turns out they use inferior materials, and the radiation levels are excessive! They dare to sell them! This is deadly!"

"My wife bought a Jiang's smartwatch last year, and after wearing it for six months, she was diagnosed with a skin condition. At the time, we didn't think about it, but now that I think about it, it's terrifying!"

"Boycott the Jiang Group! Get them out of Jiangcheng!"

Jiang Ruoxi's face instantly turned ashen. The pen in her hand fell to the table with a thud, ink splattering onto the newly signed document, leaving a glaring stain.

"This is a lie." Her voice trembled, not from fear, but from anger.

Every batch of Jiang's Group's products has been certified by a third-party testing agency, and the radiation standards fully comply with national standards. There have never been any problems.

This is clearly a setup, a deliberate act of sabotage.

"I know, but..." Secretary Wang bit her lip, her eyes already red.

The marketing director rushed over to report the situation: "President Jiang, the public doesn't believe the facts; they only believe what they see. People online have started doxxing our company's employees. Someone took a picture of Xiao Li from the marketing department and posted it online, and the comments section is full of insults directed at her."

We live in a society governed by the rule of law now, and yet some people are saying... that they're going to smash up our factory?

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Ruoxi's phone rang.

It was the person in charge of the production base who called.

"President Jiang, something terrible has happened! A crowd is causing trouble at the factory gate, blocking the entrance, and some people are throwing stones into the factory. Several windows have been smashed, and the workers are afraid to leave work for fear of being beaten!"

Jiang Ruoxi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Her three years as a CEO taught her one thing: the more critical the moment, the less likely she is to panic.

"Call the police first, then arrange for security guards to guard the gate and prevent any conflict with the troublemakers. Notify Minister Ye to come over immediately."

After hanging up the phone, she said to Secretary Wang, "Immediately notify the public relations department to have the legal team draft a lawyer's letter, contact all media platforms with high repost volume to request the removal of the posts, and at the same time compile all product testing reports from the past three years and post them on the company's official website."

"Yes!" Secretary Wang turned and ran out.

Just as Jiang Ruoxi was about to leave, the office door was pushed open again.

Ye Chen walked in, holding a phone in his hand, the screen displaying the short video about excessive radiation.

His expression turned serious for the first time, devoid of his usual playful smile.

"Honey, did you see that?"

"I saw it." Jiang Ruoxi rubbed her temples, her voice carrying an undisguised weariness.

This was the work of the Qiao family. These kinds of fabricated rumors are the hardest to deal with. Even debunking them takes time, and before that, public opinion can completely destroy a company.

Ye Chen walked up to her, reached out and pressed his hand on her shoulder. The warmth of his palm came through his suit jacket, steady and powerful.

"Honey, do you believe me?"

Jiang Ruoxi looked up and met his dark eyes.

Those were the cleanest eyes she had ever seen, as clear as a mountain stream, never harboring any filth or impurity.

"I believe you." She said almost without hesitation.

"Then leave it to me. Debunk the rumors, call the police, and handle it however you need to. As for those rats hiding in the gutter causing trouble, I'll go and drag them out."

After saying that, he turned and strode out of the office.

As Jiang Ruoxi watched his figure disappear through the door, she suddenly felt the tightness in her chest dissipate considerably.

In the past, when faced with such crises, she could only bear it alone, facing the board's questioning, the media's siege, and the competitors' opportunistic attacks.

But now things are different; someone is standing in front of her, sheltering her from the wind and rain.

To be honest, this feeling is pretty good.

Ye Chen left the president's office and went straight down to the security department.

He Jianping was already waiting in his office, with a map of Jiangcheng city spread out in front of him, marked with several circles in red.

"Brother, I've found it. The source of this rumor spreading online is a web troll company called Ruifeng Media. They specialize in this kind of paid smear campaign. They have a terrible reputation in the industry, but because their methods are so dirty, their business has always been good," He Jianping said, pointing to the map.

Ye Chen picked up the map, glanced at it, memorized the location, then pulled a baseball cap out of the drawer and put it on his head, pulling the brim down low to cover most of his face.

"Old He, keep an eye on the online activity. Call me anytime if there are any new developments. Also, send a few trustworthy brothers to the production base to help maintain order. Remember, only defend, don't attack. Don't fight with the troublemakers."

"And what about you?" He Jianping looked at Ye Chen's attire and vaguely guessed what he was up to.

"I'm going to poke a hornet's nest."