My Best Wife

#1284 storm is approaching (fourteen)

Under such circumstances, the company is also very clear. It is very difficult to help her re-whitewash, and it takes a lot of time and cost. More importantly, the operation of the company cannot be stopped because Huang Wanting is alone. After that, the broker team headed by Sister Yang is rapidly re-integrating and allocating resources to ensure that other business activities of the company can proceed as usual.

Therefore, although the company is also working hard to help her whitewash, it is more out of its own image and interests. At this moment, Huang Wanting is in a very awkward position. Everything is caused by her and is closely related to her, but she is rejected and isolated to the corner. People at the level of operation managers and directors who often go out often come to ask for help, but at this moment, facing the stacks of reporters outside, no one has ever asked her. The next plan seems to be in everyone’s eyes. It is transparent. In the entertainment industry, an unwritten rule is that when you are transparent and marginalized, you are not far from death.

Fortunately, there are Xiaowu Xiaoman and others. Xiaozhi is from Beijing, and there are many friends here, so they found a way to help Huang Wanting to find this place for temporary resettlement, and then escorted her away from an inconspicuous security gate in the company.

Huang Wanting's mind was in a mess. She was actually quite tired, but she couldn't sleep, so she took Xiaoman's mobile phone and watched the news on the Internet. She threw her own mobile phone directly into the company. Anyway, there is absolutely no good thing to come to her door, and the really important people and things will naturally find her through Xiaoman.

The strange thing is that watching those unprovoked abuses, all kinds of rumors and extremely insulting words, she feels very calm, but when she sees Xiaowu and the others, they have been trying to defend her. I want to laugh, but the corners of my eyes are always wet. Those voices are so weak and insignificant, and they are easily submerged by the waves of the navy, but they are still uttering indomitable...

Then Huang Wanting saw the long post. She didn't need to look at the three words of Fang Zhiqiang in the name of the poster. Just looking at the text of the post, she could guess who the post would be.

All she was talking about were some tragic memories, but Huang Wanting saw her mouth raised up and smiled unconsciously. Between the lines of Fang Zhiqiang's words, she seemed to be back in the basement years at that time. She was obviously the poorest. The most depressing and hardest time, but now that I think about it, I still can’t help but miss it and feel that it was the best time in my life.

Perhaps, no matter what, no matter how unbearable the life is, as long as there is someone who can cherish it by your side, and two people spend it side by side, you can brighten the barren life.

Huang Wanting quietly raised her hand to wipe away the teardrops that slipped away from the corner of her eyes.

Strong son, strong son, after so long, you are still you, still the stubborn you who struggled with fate, you who can fight for the people and things you care about. Regardless of the ending, it is enough to have such a you in my life that I deeply love. Huang Wanting closed her eyes, smiled sadly and happily, tears from the corners of her eyes kept falling.

When she finally calmed down, she dialed Fang Zhiqiang's number, and Xiaoman's cell phone also had it, but she didn't have to go through the address book at all. The eleven-digit permutations and combinations were already familiar.

After the phone was dialed, Huang Wanting remembered: It was late at night, and Fang Zhiqiang might have been asleep... However, it was not necessarily.

At this time, Fang Zhiqiang just finished writing a few pages, and he felt that his whole body was numb, and he was about to get up and move, when the phone rang.

At this late night, the lights outside had even been mostly out, and Fang Zhiqiang almost had a heart, and suddenly guessed who was looking for her at this time. Sure enough, Xiaoman's number jumped on the screen. He couldn't wait to pick it up, and opened his mouth to smell: "Are you okay?"

This is the issue he is most concerned about at this moment. His heart has been hanging in the air and never fallen, worrying about Huang Wanting. No one should bear such wind and waves, let alone Huang Wanting, who has been battered and tortured. If Huang Wanting is by his side at this moment, he will hug her in his arms desperately, to comfort her, let her know that there is no need to be afraid of anything, no matter what the situation, at least he will always Accompany her to face.

"I'm fine." Huang Wanting said with a smile, "You don't know, I have been so busy recently, but because of this incident, I suddenly got a blessing in disguise, and I don't have to go out to work. I used to feel luxurious even lying in bed, but now I can talk to you on the phone in the middle of the night. Isn’t it so happy?"

Huang Wanting talked about it, never mentioning the current situation, but Fang Zhiqiang heard a sorrow and sadness in her heart: Not to mention the storm today, but what kind of life she had lived even earlier, even panting. There is no time to breathe.

"Wanting, don't take it hard. No matter what, you must remember that you will always have my old friend." Fang Zhiqiang said to Huang Wanting, holding back the sadness in his heart.

Huang Wanting laughed silently, her eyes drooping. The question is on the lips, even so obvious: when you are the saddest and most vulnerable, you want to be by your side, but in such a relationship, do you only regard it as a friend?

But this is really a strong son, no matter how helpless Huang Wanting feels, there is no way to say it. She once played the role of a bystander in Fang Zhiqiang's emotional life. She knew the strong son too well and knew everything else very well, but she was extremely confused about the emotional aspect alone.

Huang Wanting cheered up, still smiling and joking: "Why are you so sensational? Is it possible that you think I will not be able to hold it, and will commit suicide?"

In fact, Fang Zhiqiang was really worried about this situation, so Huang Wanting’s joke immediately made his heart tense. He can only say firmly: "No, you won’t. You will put pressure on life’s suffering and stress. Throw it off, just under your feet, and then continue to stride forward."

This is his expectation of Huang Wanting. Huang Wanting has endured too much suffering. She has always been so strong, but no matter how strong she is, there are times when she can’t handle it. What's more, it’s not a straw. , But the disaster of extinction.

Huang Wanting was silent for a while, and said slowly: "You know me quite well."

"Of course, it's also a friend in trouble. When you said that you were a big star, I didn't dare to admit it. I was afraid that I was a high climber. Now I can say openly that it is Huang Wanting. I used to rent with her. Going through the basement next door." Fang Zhiqiang joked in her tone to comfort Huang Wanting.