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"Mommy, why did Daddy leave?"

Shuibao finished his game of chess. Seeing Mommy coming downstairs, he immediately went to welcome her.

Ji An'an replied, "He came back to get the information. Naturally, he has to rush back to work."

Shuibao asked again, "Then did he come back for dinner tonight?"

Ji An'an was a little troubled. "That I don't know."

Shuibao said, "Oh, it's fine. I can ask Daddy on WeChat."

With that, he ran to rummage through his schoolbag.

Senior Teng wiped his hands as he shook his head. That smelly face of the brat must have caused some trouble again. However, seeing An An's normal expression, it could be said that he suffered a one-sided loss.

Seeing his grandson kick the iron board, the old man felt very happy and decided to eat half a bowl more tonight.

If Teng Yiyang knew about this, he would probably be even more worried.

Before dinner, Shuibao held onto his phone and felt a bit disappointed, "Daddy said that he worked overtime tonight and won't be coming to eat."

Senior Teng comforted him.

At this moment, Mr Liu spoke up in confusion, "I remember young master purposely called to ask if An An is here, why did he leave so soon after coming back?"

Ji An'an, who was helping her son with the food, paused for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "Maybe he wants me to help him find the documents."

Mr Liu scratched his chin, "That's not right. Young master hasn't returned to his old home for a few days. You shouldn't leave your documents here."

Ji An'an ate in silence, allowing Mr Liu and Nanny Lee to guess what was going on.

When they left the house in the evening, Ji An'an was about to open the door when she suddenly remembered something and looked up at the balcony on the second floor.

Remembering the stub of the ashtray.

What exactly did he come back for today?

Teng's Building.

Teng Yiyang didn't know how long he stood there from the setting sun until the beginning of the day.

He seemed to be thinking a lot, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing.

He just stood there in a daze.

Secretary Yang thought she would be able to get off work on time today. She didn't expect to come back after the boss' departure and looked even worse.

As a result, he had planned and placed it on his desk. He had planned and planned everything carefully, afraid that any noise he made would affect the boss' mood.

"Secretary Yang."

Secretary Yang was so shocked that she immediately stood up straight. "He's here."

"What time is it now?"

Secretary Yang heaved a sigh of relief. "It's already 7 PM. Boss, what do you want to eat? I'll book a meal for you right now."

Teng Yiyang turned around, "No rush, did the PR Department find out anything?"

"There's already an idea."

Secretary Yang felt that the boss' aura had become stronger. No, it should be colder now. Why did he go back now? Something was not right.

He asked, "Should we call over the PR department to report?"

After saying this, he received a cold glance from the boss and immediately dialed a number.

Because it was a direct order from the CEO, the PR Department was working overtime, waiting for orders at all times. The moment the phone was hung up, the person would arrive.

The PR manager stood in his office and handed over the results of the investigation.

"Originally, this kind of small dispute wouldn't have had such a huge impact on the public. It was obvious that someone was trying to get things under control, so we found a few groups of people attacking the Weibo owner called Painter Mianfeng. One of them was rather scattered, known as the keyboard wielder."

Teng Yiyang looked at the data in his hand. He tapped on the table with his hand and raised his eyebrows, "Keyboard player."

As a proficient proficient in all sorts of subjects, Secretary Yang immediately went up and explained, "The keyboard is referring to the useless lives of some netizens in real life. The moment there is any news on the Internet, they would start to use nonsense, being cynical and having a lot of negative energy."

Teng Yiyang nodded and gestured the Public Relations manager to continue.

"The keyboard fighters like to join in the fun. People come too often, so there's no need to pay too much attention to it. Then, the next three groups of people will be the real masterminds."

"The second group consisted of the competition of the audio anime, Yue Yu, and the third group consisted of the painting club's opponent, Shen Pen Painting Academy. These two groups added fuel to the fire by focusing on the main force and directing public opinion towards the blogger. This was to create momentum for the animation that was about to be released, and to discredit the opponent."

"As for the fourth group, they are the painters from several painting societies. They are not satisfied with the resources the bloggers have obtained, and untrue news have spread out, they are trying to discredit the bloggers, such as the third group's position, the potential customers, the new painters, and so on."

Teng Yiyang's eyes were as calm as water, "Only a little kid would try such tricks behind the scenes."

Secretary Yang agreed. "That's right. If you're envious and jealous, then you can compete openly and openly. What's the point of using tricks? You're too unethical."

Teng Yiyang glanced at him and he immediately went silent.

After throwing the documents on the table, Teng Yiyang looked up, "So this is the public relations plan that you came up with?"

Sweat trickled down from the PR manager's forehead, "It's because that microblogger is just an original painter in the anime project sponsored by our company. As investors, we can only send a lawyer letter to warn those people behind us."

Secretary Yang smacked her head. If the boss wasn't here, she would have knocked the pig's head out of its slumber.

Could it be that the order to make the boss act personally had nothing to do with our Teng's?

Perhaps it was Secretary Yang's disappointment that had enlightened the Public Relations manager, but he quickly made up for it.

"This is an open method on the surface, we can also secretly attack those rumours …"

Teng Yiyang raised his hand with a cold glint in his eyes. "Forget about things like a lawyer's letter. Let Link deal with the rest and deal with them."

The Public Relations manager was astonished. For an unknown Painter, the boss had actually sent out Link. Wasn't that too much of a waste?

There were quite a few world-class hackers in the Teng's public relations team, and they usually wouldn't act rashly.

The Public Relations manager left with a face full of magic.

As long as the Public Relations Department's technological emperors made a move and made sure everything was handled cleanly, Secretary Yang was relieved. She turned around and asked dutifully, "Boss, it's all like this. Are you going to get off work?"

"Bring me the development proposal for the second half of the year."

"Huh?" "The boss is preparing to work overtime!" Do you want to eat something first? "

"Cut the crap. Work."

"Yes."0

Secretary Yang walked out of the office and let out a heavy sigh. The pressure on the boss was too low!

After Ji An'an had bathed her son, she carried him back to bed and walked over to pull the curtains. She inadvertently saw that the house next door was completely dark.

She looked at the time. It was ten o'clock.

Forget it, this was none of her business.

"Is Daddy still not home?" Shuibao looked out the window as he laid on the bed.

"I think he's too busy." Ji An'an drew the curtain.

"Daddy is so tired. Others can rest, when will he be able to?"

"A long time yet."

"Then when I grow up, can I help Daddy? So, he can take a vacation now? "

Ji An'an smiled faintly as she heard her son's childish words. "Then you have to grow up quickly."

"Alright, Shuibao will start eating more tomorrow. Grow taller, quickly grow bigger!"

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