Chapter 137

The entrance of the kindergarten are sent to the school parents vehicles, Su Meng through the drop to find a hitchhiker, but the car simply can not reach the kindergarten entrance.

She was so tired and sweaty that her makeup was almost melted when she went out.

She sat in the back seat, panting and holding the makeup mirror to fix her makeup, thinking of Shen Yu'an who had deliberately thrown her in front of the kindergarten, and couldn't help but curse, "Men are all big pigs' feet!"

He must have done it on purpose, he guessed that it was not easy to get a taxi there, and even if he did, he had to run an extra block, so he deliberately wanted to make a fool of her.

The woman had to run a block in high heels to take a cab, and he felt that the anger he had received from the woman in the past two days had been swept away, and he was physically and mentally relieved.

However, this good mood lasted less than an hour, and after seeing the email sent to him by the head of the public relations department, all the good mood disappeared.

He looked at Su Yan Kai and Su Meng who were smiling brightly on the computer screen and next to him wearing a mask and hat, and his brow furrowed to death.

He pointed to the photos on the screen and asked the head of the public relations department, asking in a deep voice, "Where did these photos come from?"

The head of the public relations department was screaming in his heart, it was so hard to solve one matter, and then another illegitimate child appeared on the president's side.

Although it is a bit exciting to know the gossip of the president's secretly married son, but thinking of the earthquake reaction after this matter exploded, he only felt a darkness before his eyes.

"These photos were sent by the editor-in-chief of the magazine we advertised in, and he said they were taken secretly by two gossip reporters from their magazine."

Shen Yu'an immediately heard and understood.

When he and Su Meng's mother and son went to the playground yesterday, they should have been followed and secretly photographed by the paparazzi.

But Sunward Technology happens to be a relatively large advertiser of that magazine, and the editor-in-chief of the magazine took the initiative to send over the photos in order not to offend the golden master.

But this does not mean that these photos are really safe.

He pointed at the photos on the screen with a condensed face and said in a low tone, "I want these photos to never have the day of exposure in this life."

The head of the public relations department subconsciously stood up straight, "Yes."

"These photos are exposed, you can just pack up your things and go home."

Cold sweat dripped down from the PR minister's forehead, but he didn't even dare to wipe it, turned around and left Shen Yu'an's president's office, then hurriedly ran to his office.

After the PR minister left, Shen Yu'an called his secretary and dismissed all the bodyguards from yesterday.

After being followed by the paparazzi for a whole day, but none of the bodyguards were found, there was no need to continue to employ such useless bodyguards.

The head of the public relations department moved quickly, and after one morning took care of the two paparazzi reporters from the magazine department, and also got the strange text message from the two of them.

At noon that day, Shen Yu'an learned from his subordinates that it was Su Meng's colleague who had sent the text message to the gossip reporters, which had drawn their attention to their relationship.

Shen Yu'an couldn't have imagined that Su Meng would be the one to blame for the incident.

He subconsciously wanted to call Su Meng and ask her how the secrecy of the matter was done.

But after entering the phone number, he remembered that this matter should have nothing to do with Su Meng.

Before he knew Su Yan Kai's identity, he once went to Su Meng's company because he was curious about Su Meng's identity, and he guessed that this person noticed his existence at that time.

He held the phone and thought for a few seconds before deciding to take a few minutes to deal with this matter himself.

His fingers danced on the keyboard, while he still had the thought in his mind that Su Meng's colleague named Lin should feel lucky that it was him, Shen Yu An, who was dealing with him.

He was the richest man in China, earning thousands of RMB a second, and to waste five minutes dealing with such a little-known person would be a waste of 300,000 RMB.

As soon as he pressed his thumb on the Enter keyboard, everyone in the VG office in the Haixing Building, thousands of meters away, received a mass email from the designer's assistant Xiao Lin.