The Rebirth of the National Goddess

She has never been interested in this kind of thing, and she trusts Lu Zhenglin enough.

Most of the time, Chu Jin only provides plans and funds, and doesn't care too much about the company's affairs. She only acts as a hands-off shopkeeper.

What shocked Qin Zhenglin was that not only was Chu Jin flexible and rigorous in thinking, but the plans he provided were also perfect without any loopholes.

Sometimes, when those colleagues in the company curiously asked who the BOSS behind this scene was, Qin Zhenglin made excuses to prevaricate them.

If those people knew that the mysterious and extremely talented boss they were talking about was actually an 18-year-old girl, they would probably be shocked to death.

She doesn't talk or act like an 18 year old at all.

Sometimes, Qin Zhenglin doubts his own IQ. He has lived for more than 30 years, but his eyesight is not as good as that of a young girl who has just grown up.

"By the way," Qin Zhenglin continued, "Brother Jin, I thought about it for a while. In the future, the official website of our company will be called Theking? Do you think this name will work?"

"King?" Chu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled, "Okay, the name is aggressive enough, so the company will be named King Network Technology Co., Ltd."

Soon after, Wangwang Network Technology Co., Ltd. gradually appeared in the public eye, and its reputation gradually increased.

Everyone knows that there is a mysterious big boss behind the king, but no one knows who the mysterious big boss is.

I heard that the mysterious BOSS didn't even come on the opening day of the company. For a while, the king became even more mysterious in the eyes of outsiders.

However, Wangwang Company has kept a beautiful tradition, that is, every Thanksgiving and Mid-Autumn Festival, it will donate a large amount of materials to the local orphanages in the capital and some impoverished mountainous areas.

**

At the same time, Korea.

In an internationally renowned plastic surgery hospital.

inpatient department.

In a luxurious VIP ward, a woman in a hospital gown was lying on a hospital bed.

The woman's face was covered with gauze, which was so tightly wrapped that her eyes were not even exposed. Two transparent tubes were inserted into her mouth, like a mummy that could not move.

If it weren't for the beating electrocardiogram on the side, no one would have thought it was a living person.

There was also a bouquet of fresh lilies by the head of the bed.

Standing by the window of the ward was a well-dressed middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup on her face. She first glanced at the woman on the hospital bed and sighed deeply.

Immediately, he picked up the phone and dialed a number, "Hello, it's me."

Not knowing what was said there, the middle-aged woman continued, "The operation was very successful, don't worry, the surgeon is the most famous Dr. Zhao in Korea."

"By the way, have you bought all those photos? Together with the negatives?"

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

"Not yet. Dr. Zhao said that this kind of surgery will take at least three months to reduce the swelling and recover. Moreover, the face can only maintain a 70-80% similarity. If you want to be exactly the same, you have to rely on cosmetics to cover up."

"I know, then, see you in three months, I promise to give you an unexpected surprise."

After the words fell, the middle-aged woman hung up the phone, and showed a strange smile towards the figure on the hospital bed.

Suddenly, the woman on the hospital bed paused slightly with her fingers, and said indistinctly, "Mom... thirsty...."

**

On the other side, the Zhao Group.

Irene came to Zhao Yiling's office non-stop all the way.

Seeing someone coming, Zhao Yiling stood up excitedly, "Miss Irene, why are you here?"

Didn't she make an appointment with Mo Qianjue in the afternoon? Why did Irene come early?

Irene's expression was faint, and she glanced at the other three employees in the office, "Miss Zhao, I have something to say, I want to talk to you alone."

Zhao Yiling knew that Irene was Mo Qianjue's special assistant, so she didn't dare to neglect her words.

Hearing this, he said to the three people, "Go out first."

"Alright manager," upon hearing this, the three of them quickly left with the documents in their arms.

In Nuo Da's office, only Irene and Zhao Yiling were left.

Irene pulled out a chair and sat opposite Zhao Yiling, and said straight to the point, "Miss Zhao, I know everything, you are not our president's savior."

Hearing this, Zhao Yiling's expression changed slightly, but he soon returned to normal, "Miss Irene, what do you mean, President Mo has already agreed that I am his savior, is this still fake? ?”

A smile appeared on the corner of Irene's mouth, "Then Bufan asked Ms. Zhao to tell me about the process of becoming our president that day. What kind of injury did he suffer? How did you save him?"

"Why should I tell you these details?" Zhao Yiling's confidence was obviously lacking.

Now Irene can basically conclude that Zhao Yiling is not the chief savior at all.

One heart is even more flustered, if the chief savior is not Zhao Yiling, then there is only one person left.

That trash in everyone's mouth.

If the chief finds out the truth of the matter, the consequences will be disastrous.

The most important thing is that the chief is still helping Zhao Yiling to acquire the Chu Group!

If the chief finds out that it was his mistake that caused him to admit the wrong person, then with the chief's method, his fate must be miserable!

Since the chief has already admitted the wrong person, why not let this matter continue to be wrong.

Thinking of this, Irene smiled slightly, "Miss Zhao, don't be nervous, I'm here to help you today."

Zhao Yiling's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you mean? I don't understand. I am your president's savior. Please don't talk nonsense here. Be careful when I tell your president, he will definitely not spare you!"

The reason why Mo Qianjue identified the wrong person must be because of the similarities between her and the person who really saved him.

Therefore, she didn't have to worry that Mo Qianjue would doubt her at all.

Moreover, Mo Qianjue didn't realize that she was a fake when she was in Junao. With her IQ, Mo Qianjue will not find out that she is fake in the future.

Irene looked into Zhao Yiling's eyes and said.

"Miss Zhao, I'm here to help you. The president doesn't know about it yet. If you want to make things big, it will definitely not do you any good. What is fake is always fake. Do you really think our president is stupid? Our president will meet with you this afternoon, and at that time, he will definitely ask about the details of how you saved him, and our president gave the savior a token at that time, let me ask you, do you have that token?"

Following Irene's words, Zhao Yiling's heart disintegrated little by little.

If Mo Qianjue really asked, he wouldn't know anything.

"Why do you make me believe you?" Zhao Yiling looked at Irene.

The corners of Irene's lips curled slightly, "I know who the real president is!"

"For no reason, why did you help me?" Zhao Yiling leaned back on the sofa slowly, his expression was much more relaxed than before, since this Irene knew that she was not the real savior of Mo Qianjue.

Then why wouldn't she tell Mo Qianjue the truth of the matter?

Instead, he ran to her and kept saying that he would help her.

There is only one possibility. If Mo Qianjue knew that he was not his real savior, Irene would definitely have nothing to eat.

Otherwise, she would be so kind to help herself?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yiling was not nervous at all, at least she knew that this Irene was united with her.

With a good right-hand man like Irene, she doesn't have to worry about Mo Qianjue finding out that she is not his savior.

Zhao Yiling picked up the cup, took a sip of water, and said gracefully, "Actually, Miss Irene is helping herself, right? After all, we are now grasshoppers tied to a rope."

Irene did not expect that Zhao Yiling could analyze this matter so thoroughly in such a short period of time.

No wonder the chief mistakenly thought she was the chief savior last time.

He is also a malleable talent, since this Zhao Yiling is also a smart person, then his plan should be easier to implement.

As long as Zhao Yiling continues to be smart, the Chief will never find out.

The corner of Irene's lips curled up slightly, "Miss Zhao is really smart, but I hope that Miss Zhao will continue to be smart, so that the president won't find her flaws. Also, be careful of that cousin in your family."