Lin Zhanyan scolded people and never knew how to write the word "compassionate".

However, she believed that she could not be so vicious.

Song Zichen does not need sympathy, but his misfortune and his mother should not be the point where others attack him.

Lin Zhanyan dared not say that she knew Song Zichen very well, but she was sure that Song Zichen could not afford such an attack.

This is much more serious, many times more serious than attacking his appearance.

He had great guilt towards his mother. If his mother was attacked for him again, he would feel even more guilty.

Lin Zhanyan must let Shao Wenjing stop all this.

The method is very simple -

As long as Shao Wenjing speaks out, he says that everything is his decision after careful consideration. He doesn't even need to express or imply that all this has nothing to do with Song Zichen. As long as he says that, his fans will stop attacking Song Zichen.

The key is how she will convince Shao Wenjing.

"Shao Wenjing, you are useless like this." Lin Zhanyan analyzed rationally, "You are wrong, but you act like a victim. Isn't it too much?"

"I'm wrong?" Shao Wenjing suddenly lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, "Lin Zhanyan, if it weren't for you, how could the matter be so big?"

"...Have your nose been repaired?" Lin Zhanyan suddenly asked.

Shao Wenjing subconsciously protected his nose with his hands, "What do you want to do?"

"It seems that it has been repaired." Lin Zhanyan waved his hand and advised, "You'd better stay away from me. You really deserve to be beaten like this!"

“…”

Shao Wenjing was still scared of Lin Zhanyan's fist, so he walked to the other side of the bed and kept the same distance from Lin Zhanyan.

"You can stop at your ease." Lin Zhanyan continued, "Song Zichen is not the one you can threaten. Whatever you want, go talk to him calmly, and maybe you can still get it. If you do this, Song Zichen will definitely make you lose your appetite."

"..." Shao Wenjing realized at this time that Lin Zhanyan might have misunderstood something.

"Shao Wenjing, you have changed your mind now and agreed to renew your contract with Song Media, and it's still time!"

When Lin Zhanyan said this, she felt a little confident.

She thought that the storm this morning was Shao Wenjing threatening Song Media for not renewing the contract with Song.

She has Han Weifeng's contact information. As long as Shao Wenjing agrees, she will contact Han Weifeng to do this.

As soon as Shao Wenjing's statement was released, the attacks and insults against Song Zichen would naturally calm down.

"Lin Zhanyan," Shao Wenjing looked at Lin Zhanyan with a cold look on his face, "It was Song Media's unilateral announcement that it would not renew my contract with me."

"..." A surprise flashed across Lin Zhanyan's pupils, "What?"

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and ada walked in and replied to Shao Wenjing:

"It's Mr. Xiao Song's intention. He told the company not to renew the contract with Wen Jing anymore. No one in the company even came to discuss with me or Wen Jing, and announced it directly to the public this morning."

“…”

Lin Zhanyan suddenly understood why Shao Wenjing said that she came for someone else when she first came in.

This idiot thought that Song Zichen was scared by his fans and asked her to come and talk to him.

How could a person like Song Zichen bow his head and give in?

Is Shao Wenjing, a naive idiot, going to be in trouble?

Shao Wenjing wrapped his arms around his chest and looked at Lin Zhanyan with a condescending attitude, "What does your expression mean?"

"You mean nothing to be saved." Lin Zhanyan turned around and looked at ada depressedly, "Shao Wenjing doesn't understand Song Zichen, don't you understand either? You asked Shao Wenjing to secretly reveal the news to guide public opinion, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"...He hasn't discussed it with me. This is his own idea." Ada pressed his temple, his face almost pale. "I called Director Han. There is no room for discussion on this matter."

"What does it mean?" Shao Wenjing walked around from the other side of the bed again, "You mean, is the company serious?"

"Yes." Ada said with a blood-faced look, "not only you, I'm leaving the company."

“…”

Shao Wenjing no longer covered his nose, his hands drooped, and he fell onto the bed weakly.

He thought that if Song Zichen saw the power of his fans, everything would have room for maneuver.

However, Song Zichen was actually serious!

"Shao Wenjing, I'll tell you what to do next-" Lin Zhanyan said, "I'm right away and saying that ending your years of cooperation with Song Media is a decision you made after careful consideration, because you want to pursue greater development space. It implies that fans will have better development after leaving Song Media."

"You just don't want to see Song Zichen be scolded, right?" Shao Wenjing snorted coldly, "But, I'm leaving Song Media, why not let him and his crazy mother be scolded a little worse?"

"Shao Wenjing, you are simply..."

So stupid!

Lin Zhanyan clenched his hand quietly into a fist. When he was ready to beat Shao Wenjing up and vent his anger for Song Zichen.

When she thought about this, a fist was like her thoughts, flying over her cheeks, and she could even feel the breeze brought by her fist.

The fist hit Shao Wenjing's face hard.

The next second, Shao Wenjing, who was hit hard, leaned back and fell onto the bed.

Immediately afterwards, ada's scream:

"Mr. Xiao Song!"

Lin Zhanyan turned her head, and Song Zichen's handsome and gloomy side face came into her eyes.

She had never seen Song Zichen like this before.

Even if she was hit by her head, he could still laugh.

But now, it's obvious that he's really angry.

Because he was really offended.

"Mr. Song," Shao Wenjing was still afraid of Song Zichen after all. He had changed his expression and asked in a nice voice, "Why are you here?"

"Because you are here." Song Zichen said and punched again, "I'll beat you up. Of course, I'll be wherever you are!" When his tail sounded, he punched again with a clean punch, and Shao Wenjing had already received a third punch in his face.

"Ah!" Shao Wenjing wailed, "Don't hit me in the nose!"

How could a person with such a strong sense of independence and self-reliance listen to other people's advice?

He followed Shao Wenjing's nose that had just been repaired, and waved his hand and punched him.

Now, Shao Wenjing screamed even more miserably. A group of doctors and nurses rushed in. When they saw Song Zichen, neither of them dared to come up to stop him.

After all, it was an artist whom he had been in charge of many years. Seeing Song Zichen like this, Ada was so anxious that he could only ask Lin Zhanyan for help:

"Yan Yan, please advise Mr. Xiao Song, and help Wen Jing!"

Lin Zhanyan didn't want to help Shao Wenjing, but when things got to this point, Shao Wenjing was likely to break up completely and revealed online that Song Zichen seriously injured him.

By that time, Song Zichen would not be as simple as being raped online.

Once it is not handled properly, this matter will affect his status in Song Media and even the stock price of Song Group.

The power of fans and the power of public opinion cannot be underestimated.

Lin Zhanyan finally went up, grabbed Song Zichen's hand, and said, "Enough, if you continue to hit him, his whole face will be rebuilt."

Song Zichen looked at her deeply as if he had just noticed Lin Zhanyan, and withdrew his hand.

"Song Zichen!" Shao Wenjing was obviously extremely patient, and jumped up suddenly, pointed at Song Zichen and cursed, "You god..."

Lin Zhanyan raised his hand and punched Shao Wenjing back, and decisively dragged Song Zichen out.

If you let this idiot Shao Wenjing continue to make trouble, you will not be able to stop this matter today!

A group of doctors and nurses immediately surrounded Shao Wenjing, and Lin Zhanyan and Song Zichen met the dean outside.

"Mr. Song," the dean said hello to Song Zichen politely, "When you come to the hospital, why don't you say hello to us first? If you have anything we need to do, just tell us, don't have to go there in person."

"Now there is something you need to help me," said Song Zichen.

"Please tell me." The dean looked at his ears.

Song Zichen pointed to the ward behind him, "The one named Shao Wenjing inside gives him the best medical resources and take good care of him."

"It must be certain."

The dean was about to ask if Song Zichen had any other instructions when he heard him continue:

"Next time I come, if his face hasn't been healed, it will be meaningless to fight."

"..." The dean was stunned and looked at Song Zichen for a while and didn't know what to say.

"He was joking." Lin Zhanyan apologized to the dean, "Dean, you are busy. Let's go first."

There is a cafe downstairs of the hospital. Because the hospital is very private, Lin Zhanyan took Song Zichen in with confidence and ordered two cups of coffee.

Song Zichen took a few sips of coffee, moved his right hand that he had just used to hit someone, and then asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'll talk to Shao Wenjing, I thought..." Lin Zhanyan looked at Song Zichen in confusion, "You know you don't want to renew your date with him to attract bad luck, and Shao Wenjing's commercial value is also very high. Why don't you let the company renew his contract with him?"

Song Zichen's five fingers opened hard and closed them into a fist, "I don't like him."

"Why?"

Song Zichen raised his eyes and looked at Lin Zhanyan. Just when Lin Zhanyan was about to misunderstand it was because of her, Song Zichen said: "I looked at the comments under my Weibo and suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. I have to beat Shao Wenjing, this kid, to be a grandson!"

“…”

"What are you talking about with Shao Wenjing?" Song Zichen suddenly smiled and leaned forward to stare at Lin Zhanyan, "Will you... I came here?"

"Ha!" Lin Zhanyan was stunned for a moment, then seamlessly let out a disregarded sneer, pushing Song Zichen's head back, "It's not because of you, don't be moved! I came to find Shao Wenjing for myself!"

Song Zichen frowned, "But I heard it all, you obviously are for me."
Chapter completed!