地震时怎样保护自己

The call was from Secretary Wang. “It’s about Liu Yiyi’s matter. We have prepared everything as you ordered. When should we proceed?”

Qin Zhiyou glanced back at the pile of neatly folded clothes on the sofa and hesitated for a moment. But the hesitation was momentary.

He quickly nodded. “Follow the original instructions.”

Secretary Wang responded, “Understood.”

“Also,” Qin Zhiyou added, “if you don’t want to go to Antarctica…”

“…” Between this couple, one threatened to send him to Antarctica; the other threatened to break ties and reveal his true identity to Xiaochen. He felt cornered.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Zhiyou was silent for a moment.

Liu Yiyi’s comeback had always been part of his plan. Since his last major quarrel with Du Sui at Hanhai, the bank had restricted loans, and Hanhai’s liquidity had been strained, causing some doubts among board members. At this time, his aunt’s company — more accurately, the company held by his uncle’s family — started making minor moves.

He wanted to seize this opportunity to draw out the covert enemies. Now, all he needed was a fuse.

And Liu Yiyi was the perfect fuse!

Of course, his promise to bring back Liu Yiyi didn’t mean he was going to blindly support her like before and let her sail smoothly, feeding her ambition.

It would be easy to clear Liu Yiyi’s name. Although her public persona had collapsed — she had previously stylized herself as an aloof, intellectual beauty, adopting an nonchalant attitude that seemed above petty mortal affairs — this image was easily shattered.

But with the small video, casting her as a victim, she was at most guilty of having an affair with a mine boss, which might be distasteful, but the mine boss’s wife had passed away shortly afterwards. She was single; he was single. Who could they be hurting if they chose to have some fun?

Of course, even if she manages to clear her name, she couldn’t return to her job at the TV station. Television hosts greatly value their personal image; even if they are filthy behind closed doors, they must maintain a reputable facade. This was a matter of the TV station and even Yan City’s image. Having a leading host of a provincial TV station embroiled in such a scandal would damage their reputation.

Even if Liu Yiyi could clear her name, she couldn’t return to the TV station and fully recover her image. She would have to carry the “mini-video female lead” stigma for the rest of her life and wouldn’t have the nerve to confront Lu Weixi anymore. If he wished to suppress her further, it would be as easy as flipping his hand.

By the time Qin Zhiyou had arranged everything, it was already dinner time.

The servants called the two down for dinner. Qin Zhiyou and Lu Weixi opened their doors simultaneously, exchanged a look, turbulent thoughts hidden behind their eyes. But neither said a word.

While walking downstairs, Qin Zhigu glanced up at them but said nothing. Qin Zhimei, seated next to him, snorted softly.

Everyone had arrived, well, not exactly everyone—Qin Zhizha was missing.

But this guy was always nomadic, no one thought it was odd when he didn’t show up.

Even though Lu Weixi and Qin Zhiyou had skipped lunch, they were preoccupied with their thoughts. Their dinner tasted like chewing wax.

After finishing dinner, Qin Weijia put down his chopsticks, “Dad, Brother, I have an announcement to make: Zhizha plans to propose to his girlfriend.”

PS: Kwenka’s are so enchanting. I might be a bit late in finishing the next two chapters, so you all can check back tomorrow morning.