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Chapter 17 Free Driver
Seeing that He Qinqin had noticed the movement on his side and came over, Shi Yao quickly said to Shi Yanping, "Auntie, you'd better bring a car back. I'll pay for the taxi fare."

"How can I use these taxi-hailing apps from you young people?"

Shi Yanping was reluctant: "I don't care, I want her car to pick her up."

At this time, He Qinqin quickly said to Shi Yao's cell phone: "Aunt, I can pick it up!"

After what happened this morning, she never wanted to take public transportation again.

He Qinqin said to Shi Yao, "I'll make a call later and ask my brother to send me the car keys."

"That's pretty much it."

Aunt Shiyao hung up the phone.

He Qinqin recalled Si Jiuyin's words when he rushed out of the door that day.

Mom must have said angry things too, right?

The anger should have been almost gone for a while now.

Shi Yao touched He Qinqin's face with pity: "Qinqin, I have wronged you and want to speak to your brother."

He Qinqin shook his head: "It's okay, my brother loves me the most."

"And your family is my family."

He Qinqin had a hint of shyness on his face when he said this.

Shi Yao scratched her nose, and she blushed. She quickly took a few steps away and called Si Jin.

Si Jin was on his way to pick up Li Han when he received a call from He Qinqin, thinking that He Qinqin was apologizing to him for the false report.

As a result, He Qinqin said, "Brother, can you send me the car keys?"

"I squeezed the subway today——"

He Qinqin was about to act coquettishly, but Si Jin interrupted her: "Qinqin, I'm not free now."

"Besides, Mom has sold your Porsche."

He Qinqin collapsed and shouted: "How can you sell my car without my permission?!"

There was a trace of panic in her heart.

He Qinqin quickly prayed: "Brother, I am going to pick up Shi Yao's aunt and uncle tomorrow. Please help me!"

"I have promised them that I will pick them up at the train station at 4:30 tomorrow morning."

Seeing He Qinqin's eagerness, Si Jin thought that He Qinqin wanted the car because he needed the car urgently to collect news materials.

It turned out that I was going to pick up that gangster's uncle and aunt to work as a driver for someone.

And it’s still 4:30 in the morning!
He Qinqin had never cared so much about his mother or himself before. Si Jin had always thought that his sister was still young and ignorant, but now the comparison was unpalatable.

Seeing Si Jin's silence, He Qinqin said, "How about you ask Assistant Jiang to drive over in your Maybach!"

Si Jin was so angry at this moment that he finally understood his mother's mood.

Why can't he understand the willful and lovely sister he used to be now?

"Assistant Jiang is my personal assistant, not from Shi Yao's family."

"You can find a driver online to take the order."

For the first time, Si Jin hung up the phone call to He Qinqin.

"elder brother!"

He Qinqin looked at the interrupted call in shock, "How could he hang up on me in advance?"

Shi Yao didn't expect Si Jin to be so cold today. Will he bring fresh fruits and vegetables in the future?

"Qinqin, your brother feels that your report has had a negative impact on their company and is angry."

Shi Yao hugged He Qinqin into his arms: "Let me just say, he has a purpose for being good to you."

"Only I will love you unconditionally."

"Shiyao~~"

After the two had a romantic relationship, He Qinqin found someone online to rent a Mercedes-Benz GLE to pick up Aunt Shiyao.

Late at night, the owner delivered the car. He Qinqin thought the five hundred yuan car rental fee and two thousand yuan deposit were acceptable.

*
At nine o'clock the next morning, the "City Light" morning meeting was held at the old morning cafe.

This time He Qinqin was not late because she got up at four o'clock.

At this moment, she was sitting in her seat with dark circles and red eyes, in a daze.

He Qinqin Shiyao's white porridge cp fan He Qinqin was scolded for yesterday's report and quickly defended her.

[Qinqin is in such a bad state. He must have been feeling sorry for his mistake yesterday. It’s better for everyone to stop scolding him. 】

[I feel sorry for Sister Qinqin. This is a conspiracy jointly carried out by Jin Jiujiu and MU Company. You are being used and you are also the victim. 】

[Hug Qinqin, don’t blame yourself. 】

[Looking at Li Han’s triumphant look, he was so happy. 】

Some people even started to think about it:
[Could it be that this is a game designed by Li Han? It would be fine starting from the step of hotline Sister Zhou! 】

[Deliberately letting Qin Qin hear about Jin Jiujiu’s incident, Qin Qin helped others with kindness, and then was reversed and sniped, and Li Han reaped the benefits. 】

There are still some normal people who spray these drama queens back.

[It is He Qinqin who wants to steal the news. What will happen if she doesn’t? 】

[Don’t be too ridiculous, you are welcome to Haicheng Jingwei! 】

[Li Han is such a divine fortune teller! His calculations are so foolproof! 】

At the morning meeting, instructor Cheng Man announced: "The manuscript published by He Qinqin yesterday distorted the facts and caused negative impacts, and is an invalid manuscript."

"I hope everyone will take this as a warning and do news with a serious and rigorous attitude, instead of inciting the emotions of netizens just for the sake of popularity."

"As of now, none of the five journalist guests has submitted a formal manuscript."

"Come on everyone, the meeting is over!"

Hearing Cheng Man say that no one had submitted a manuscript, Lin Ce and others looked at Li Han in surprise.

Gao Huanrong has a straightforward personality and asks whatever he wants: "Li Han, you investigated the Jin Jiujiu incident in detail yesterday, and the factual basis in your hand is also very sufficient."

"Shouldn't we take advantage of the heat of the incident and the attention of netizens to issue a counter-press release overnight while the iron is hot?"

Pei Yue was still dressed in a flashy style today, and he continued: "By the way, let me report on the hot topic of pregnant anchors fainting in the MU live broadcast room, and the data will definitely explode."

Seeing everyone looking at him with confusion, Li Han explained: "The anchor involved does not want to be noticed. If this matter is posted online, it will cause secondary harm to her."

She was very worried about the anchor Xiaoya. She asked Si Jiuyin to inquire about Xiaoya's condition and the hospital she was in. She sent breakfast there and asked the parties involved for their opinions.

"Xiaoya wants to safeguard her rights. I will help her sue MU through legal channels."

"If you look at the comments from netizens, not all of them are sympathetic."

Li Han showed everyone the Xiaoya fainting incident in the live broadcast room reported by the marketing account, and left a message that was hard to explain.

[Already eight months old, you are still doing live streaming with goods. You are crazy about money. You are not responsible for your children at all. 】

[If it were me, I would resign directly! Are you annoyed by this? This anchor brought it upon himself. 】

[These product anchors make a lot of money, and they are beautiful. It would be easy to marry a rich boss. 】

[Please be polite, Xiaoya is a single mother. 】

[The child must have messed around with others. The private lives of some anchors are quite chaotic. This anchor was pregnant and wore a sweater that exposed her collarbone, which looked very slutty at first glance. 】

[Let’s take a look upstairs, my child’s father died in a car accident. 】

[Good guy, this is the anchor Ke Fu. 】

As everyone looked down, their expressions became uglier, except for He Qinqin who looked absent-minded.

Li Han said: "There are always more critical voices than friendly voices."

Gao Huanrong read the comment area and made a sharp comment: "Xiaoya also has her own reasons. She has now paid the price for her choice. I advise netizens in front of the screen to stop discussing too much whether she is wrong."

"After all, netizens have nothing to do with this matter. They are nothing. They just open their mouths and still like it."

(End of this chapter)