Chapter 277 Stirring the muddy water!

   "Madam." Xia Weian came in from the outside, saw Wen Xu pause at his feet and swallowed what he had originally wanted to say.

  Wen Xu hesitated for a while, and said wittily, "Madam Young has something to do? Then I will leave first."

  Leng Sa waved his hand and said, "It's not necessary, it shouldn't be an important thing." Maybe it's related to you, Leng Sa secretly said.

  Xia Wei'an sent a document to Leng Sa. Leng Sa opened it and saw that there were several newspaper clippings lying in it. It was no surprise that they were all about Wen Xu.

  There are two photos of Yongcheng newspapers taken by Wen Xu in Yongcheng, but there are several other newspaper photos from other places that have their own origins. Leng Sa chuckled with interest. Wen Xu is not a celebrity. Where did these photos come from?

  Leng Sa clicked on a newspaper from Beijing. The photos in the newspaper were the ones that Yang Jie gave to Fu Anyan earlier.

  The above content is even more bizarre, not to question the identity of Fu Fengcheng, but to question whether Mrs. Fu is unfaithful to Governor Fu.

  The logic of the content above is actually quite problematic, but this is the largest gossip tabloid in Beijing, with a huge circulation throughout the country. Who is the ordinary citizen who pays attention to the serious news all day long? This kind of logically unreasonable but curious and exciting thing is what they are interested in.

  What's more, this is not purely fabricated, it is clear that there are pictures and the truth.

  "Where are the warlords and the younger ones?" Leng Sa asked.

  Xia Wei’an said, “I’m out of the city, and I won’t be back in the afternoon. I have already notified the warlord, and the warlord said that Mrs. Young will take care of it.”

   Leng Sa raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is this the warlord's reputation as dung?" She just didn't care about it.

  Xia Weian chuckled lightly, “Madame may not know that, back then...when the warlord just got up, he said that he had everything. The reputation said that it could stop children crying at night.”

  Leng Sa thought for a while, "Yes, the second and third generations need to maintain their reputation." As for a self-made man like Fu Dujun, as long as he does not harm the people, he does not regress or challenge people's ethical norms, he is basically a good person.

  Furthermore, even if he does a lot of evil and has a bad reputation, what can you do to him? This year, the one who has the military power in his hand is the boss.

  That's...this, when facing the same bigwigs, such as the powerful and royal families in the capital and the superintendents in various places, it may be a little embarrassing.

   Leng Sa thought, if she was Supervisor Long, she should call to condolences Supervisor Fu at this time.

Other newspapers have different entry points. Some say Wen Xu is the illegitimate child of Mrs. Fu, some say Wen Xu is a child of the Fu family, and others say that Wen Xu is the child of Mrs. Fu’s sister or relatives. Wait.

  Among them, the speculation that Wen Xu is a child of the Fu family out of home is the majority. Newspapers in Yongcheng and Beijing have both speculated in this regard. However, no one mentioned that Fu Fengcheng and Wen Xu might have made a mistake about this, but thought that Wen Xu and Fu Fengcheng might be twins.

  Same-sex fraternal twins? Think of Fu Da Shao's so handsome and drooling beauty, and then look at Wen Xu's graceful appearance. Well, the difference between this fraternal egg is a bit big.

  Is this trying to force the Fu family to recognize Wen Xu’s identity? If it is later revealed that Mrs. Fu gave birth to only one, then... who is not as embarrassed as anyone.

  Wen Xu looked at Leng Sa, "Madam, is something...what happened?"

  Leng Sa lightly tapped on the desktop and smiled, "Small things."

   looked up and asked Xia Weian next to him, "Have you checked the backgrounds of these newspapers?" The ordinary tabloids gossiping about Fu Da Shao and Fu Si Shao are almost the same. The collective gossip Fu Du Jun suspected that Mrs. Fu dyed Du Jun Fu's head? I'm bored and want to find something, right?

Xia Wei'an nodded, opened the folder and pulled a piece of paper out of it and put it in front of Leng Sa, "It just came back from the capital, the composition is a bit complicated, and there are basically powerful and powerful people behind it. But there is no obvious factional tendency. "

  Isn't there a backer behind, how many people dare to pass on the gossip of the Fu family?

Leng Sa looked at it, "Oh, let me see... Zhang Family, Long Family, Yun Family, Shen Family, Song Family, and Wei Family... This is really a pool of muddy water." There are many more suspects, but it is not. Know who the real messenger is.

  "Mrs. Big and Young..."

  Leng Sa waved his hand, picked up the phone on the table and dialed the number.

  After a while, the other party’s voice came through the microphone.

   Leng Sa smiled and said, "Song Shao, is the gossip good?"

  On the other side of the phone was Song Lang. Song Lang smiled heartily, "Mrs. Younger and Younger made a special call at noon to ask me if the gossip looks good? What gossip?"

   Lengsa smiled, “I don’t believe Song Shao doesn’t have a few gossip tabloids on the table at this moment.”

Song Lang sighed, "Okay, but I don't blame me." After all, the Fu family has a big business. Someone will send the news to him, not to mention that he is the old man of their family. Watching gossip for fun.

   said coldly, "Really? What Song Shao meant...this Xicheng Monthly is not Song Shao’s property? Then I'm not welcome."

"Wait!" Song Lang hurriedly stopped her, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Younger, this is because the people below are ignorant. I will pack those dog things when I look back. Don't worry, I will immediately order this tabloid to stop its publication. We will stop selling. The Song family definitely didn't mean to discredit the Fu family, are we still partners?"

   Leng Sa laughed and said, “It’s not necessary to stop the publication and sales, after all... Before this, Song Shao should have asked him to print a lot, so why should he be embarrassed to let Song Shao suffer?”

   "..." Song Lang was a little speechless, "What do you mean by Madam Young?"

Leng Sa said indifferently, "It's better to block than to sparse. Since everyone is curious, let's talk happily. Isn't it in the past, can you not allow the people to gossip a few words? Looking back, I will ask people to send the manuscript to the newspaper. Don't worry about it."

  Song Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and agreed in one sigh, “It’s okay, Madam Young will send it to you. I promise to let you distribute it nationwide. I will post as much as you want.”

   Lengsa nodded his head with satisfaction and smiled, “That’s good, Song Shaoyan is like a mountain, of course I believe you will never turn back. Right?”

"Since... Naturally." Song Lang always felt that something was wrong. Song Lang still asked cautiously, "Madam, you won't let people tell me about our old man? I don't care, but our old man guesses Fried hair."

   Governor Song was a prodigal son named An Xia when he was young. Even if he is not young now, his aunt in the backyard and a confidante who is raised outside are enough to form a strengthened platoon.

  Song Lang doesn’t care what his father’s reputation is. Anyway, the reputation of the old man in the northwest is just like that, but the old man wants his own face.

   Lengsa smiled, "Song Shao thinks too much, how could I do this kind of thing? Besides, even if I did, your people will definitely report back to you, right?"

  This is true.

  Song Lang nodded and said, "Okay, then it's okay."

  Leng Sa put down the phone, lowered her eyebrows and smiled.

  She didn’t lie to Song Lang. She could write Governor Long, Governor Shen, and Prime Minister Zhang without writing Governor Song.

  If you want to make a noise, make the noise a little bit bigger. Everyone is embarrassed and no one needs to look at anyone's jokes. Everyone has their share.

  Xia Wei'an and Wen Xu both stared at Leng Sa in a daze, with the same expressions that are difficult to describe, but there are some subtle differences between carefully distinguishing them.

  Xia Weian hesitated for a while and still couldn't help but asked, "Madam, will something happen like this...?" After all, the big bosses are not easy to provoke. It is unwise to provoke these people at this time.

Leng Sa smiled, "Do you think these people didn't contribute to the incident this time?" In fact, these things will not have any substantial impact on the Fu family. Fu Sishao and Fu Dashao are famous because they have not yet Upper position.

  The six southern provinces were defeated by Governor Fu himself. He is not running for the prime minister now. How important is his reputation? It's just to give ordinary people a little chat after dinner.

  These people do this purely to join in the fun of disgusting people.

   "Then...we?" Even so, where did they get so much gossip information for a while.

   said coldly: "You guys and young men should have the secrets and gossip of each family, right?"

  Xia Wei'an nodded, naturally.

  In contrast, Fu Dujun is not bad.

  In the past few years, Governor Fu has married a few concubines. Besides that, he neither loves raising actors nor listening to music and dancing, nor does he have a lingering love with any beauty. Among these high-ranking and once domineering figures, they can be regarded as plain and boring.

Leng Sa said, "Let people find some interesting paragraphs and change the name, and then go to the University Literature Department to find a few well-written writers so that they can compile stories based on the outline. Clearly buy out directly without signing."

  It's not the result of her coveting others, but she has to return her name when she looks back. It's not good to get people into trouble.

  Thinking about it, and said coldly, "Stop looking for people from Yongcheng, go to Jiangcheng, Jingcheng and Yangcheng."

  Xia Wei’an nodded and said that it’s okay. They have their own people everywhere. This little thing can easily be done properly.

  "What about the newspaper?" Xia Weian asked, just a Xicheng monthly magazine is not enough.

   Leng Sa said: "The newspapers that the Fu family secretly funded issued two copies. The rest... were sent to all the newspapers that participated in this time by way of submission. Remember... the wrong development."

   "Understood." Xia Wei'an nodded, such as sending gossip from the Song family to the Shen family, then from the Zhang family to the Song family, and from the Song family to the Long family...

   "Also, remember to write a few articles from the Fu family. One is that Mr. Wen is the son of Mrs. Fu's twin sister." Leng Sa said.

   "Madam does not have a sister..." Xia Weian reminded.

Leng Sa glanced at him faintly, "Do you think there are a few people who will travel all the way to the southern six provinces to make sure that Madam Fu has a sister? What if it's confirmed? It's just another gossip. "

  "……"

"An article writes that Mrs. Fu and Dujun Fu lost a child back then. They are the brothers of the same father and mother of Fu Dashao and Fu Sishao. There is also an article that says that Fu Dashao and Mr. Wen had a mistake when they were born. Mr. Wen is the biological son of the Fu family."

  Xia Wei'an was startled, looking at Leng Sa, "Young lady..."

   said coldly, "Just do it, the last one must be published in the newspaper in the capital. Understand?"

   "Yes." Xia Wei'an nodded in response, remembering what the younger brother had ordered.

   Lengsa smiled, "Since I can't catch the hands and feet, I just muddled the water in the entire pool, and see who will jump out."

   "Subordinates understand."

  Wait until Xia Weian quit, Wen Xu looked at Leng Sa with a somewhat complicated expression, "I don’t quite understand the meaning of Madam Young’s doing this."

Leng Sa laughed, "It doesn't make much sense at all. Anyway, the reputation of the Fu family is gone, so just don't want everyone's reputation. When the time comes, the eldest brother will not talk about the second brother, and no one will laugh at anyone." The illegitimate child is here. Is there anything rare among the rich and powerful? You can pick up several with just one click.

   Putting this matter in the Fu's family, it's inconspicuous at all.

  Wen Xu frowned, "Madam Young is not afraid to cause trouble to the Fu family?"

Leng Sa smiled, "Have Mr. Wen seen any big bosses who specialize in dealing with those street gossip tabloids? Previously, the gossip news of Fu Si Shao and Mrs. Si Shao was also flying all over the world. Is it troublesome? What's more...Even if someone really pierced it, I did it. Those elders can't care about my ignorant junior, right?"

  By the way, Leng Sa suddenly felt that gossip tabloids seemed to be a good way to make money. She held a huge resource bank and relied on Fu Dashao's news network, and it was a horrible thing to not make good use of it.

"Madam Shao did all this for Da Shao Fu, right?" Wen Xu said, "If the news of those big shots spreads through ups and downs, the Fu family's affairs will not be paid attention to by so many people. After all... Fu Da Shao is just the eldest young master of the Fu family."

  The reputation of Nanfeng and Beilong is louder again, can it have the reputation of warlords everywhere?

  In some places far away from the southern six provinces, maybe they are not as influential as some pictorial stars.

  When you are the only one standing under the attention of all people, it is natural to be paid attention to by everyone, but if it is a group of people and all the stars are shining, then the dazzling stars will become ordinary.

   Lengsa nodded and smiled, "Naturally, otherwise what should I do with these things?" Isn't she boring? She doesn't make a living writing third-rate novels now.

  Wen Xu said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Da Young is really a good wife, and Young Master Fu is very blessed."

   "Thank you for the compliment, I think so too." Leng Sa nodded cheerfully.

   "I'm back." Lan Jing's voice came from outside the door. Leng Sa had just finished an interesting event, and on a whim, he thought of a more interesting money-making idea, and immediately got up to meet him.

   "Are you back? Didn't you say that you only came back in the afternoon?"

  Just as Wen Xu stood up, he heard Leng Sa's crisp and smiling voice.

  Fu Fengcheng had already appeared at the door, watching Leng Sa and said, “I’ll come back after receiving Xia Wei’an’s call. I just met Xia Wei’an outside, what you asked him to do...”

  "Any problem?" Leng Sa asked.

  A smile flashed across Fu Fengcheng’s eyes, "No, very good."

  Leng Sa also sighed slightly, "It's the first time I've done this kind of thing, and I'm still a little worried. Since you said it's okay, then it must be okay."

   "..." Wen Xu was silent. It seemed that you didn't say that just now.

   Fu Fengcheng glanced at Wen Xu who was standing aside, "Mr. Wen."

  "Fu Dashao." Wen Xu nodded gently.

  "If Mr. Wen is fine, please avoid me, I have something to discuss with my wife."

  Wen Xu's face was a little stiff, but he didn't expect Fu Fengcheng to make the order to chase away guests so quickly. But he couldn't say much, because Leng Sa didn't even look at him, but was staring at Fu Fengcheng with bright and intently eyes.

  After Fu Fengcheng finished saying this, he glanced at Wen Xu, his eyes seemed to say, I have something to discuss with Fu Fengcheng, you go quickly.

   "Farewell."

  Wen Xu went out, and when he walked out the door, he heard a cold and cheerful voice from inside, "I just thought of a good idea, can you help me refer to it for details?"

   "What the madam thought of was a good idea, let me hear it?" Fu Fengcheng's voice had a somewhat obvious smile and gentleness, which was completely different from the indifference when facing outsiders.

  Wen Xu paused, and walked away quickly under Lan Jing's probing eyes.

   "Madam wants to open a newspaper?" Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa in a little surprise, not too shocked.

  He was used to her having an idea for a while, but most of the time she just babbled a few words by herself and forgot it in a blink of an eye.

  Since I have spoken out and discussed with him, I am really interested.

   Leng Sa nodded and said, "We specialize in running a newspaper with serialized novels (dog blood gossip). After the novels are over, they can be assembled and published. What do you think?"

  Fu Fengcheng said, “There are many such newspapers. Is there anything special about Madam’s newspaper?” In this era, the publishing and newspaper industry are prosperous. There are several newspapers in Yongcheng alone, not to mention the whole country.

He said coldly, "I have read them. They are all about... poetry articles or short stories. There are long serials, either novels about mandarin ducks and butterflies, or some unsightly **** novels. Where are the vulgar and boring girls interested in? Look?"

  Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows, "What does the lady plan to publish? What did you write before..."

"..." Leng Sa gave him an angry look, "I plan to find a group of people to customize various interesting novels, targeting young women as the main target group. Of course... if someone has a particularly good contribution, it can also be published. . As for the early stage... starting a business is difficult, so you don’t have to worry about that much."

  Of course, I have to write some amazing and interesting things in the early stage to attract readers. It is impossible to start a business.

Fu Fengcheng actually doesn’t care whether Leng Sa wants to open a newspaper or want to publish a book, let alone what she wants to write, "Sounds good, since Madam likes it, just do as you say. But...you have a lot of people on your business, don’t Too hard."

  Leng Sa was extremely satisfied, and lightly sipped on his face, "Fu Fengcheng, you are so kind." It is too easy for people to fall into the trap of being compliant and responsive.

   Fu Fengcheng chuckled lightly, “It’s great to make my wife feel that I’m so good, so why did Wen Xu come here?”

Leng Sa lightly snorted, and said, "You cheap brother is not good at his mind. You have left him aside and ignored him these days. Are you anxious? I was just a little happy just now, and I was disturbed again. I can't tell how to hate me in my heart."

  In Wen Xu's view, those gossip anecdotes can put pressure on the Fu family and let the Fu family recognize his identity as soon as possible. Even if Fu Dujun didn't admit it, he could create this kind of impression to the outside world, and the result was a pool of clean water mixed up by Leng Sa.

  In fact, this is simply too much thinking. It is impossible to make Fu Dujun change his mind with a little gossip.

  I just don’t know where Wen Xu came from. He firmly believes that he is really the son of the Fu family.

   Fu Fengcheng snorted, and said lightly, "Wen Xu went out yesterday to meet Fu Anyan and Gong Sihe."

Leng Sa frowned and said, "Can Gong Sihe find clues there? If you can't, dismiss her as soon as possible." Recently, the more I watch Gong Si and Leng Sa, the more uncomfortable he feels. Good, an independent female mother set to collapse. I don't even know each other.

  I wanted to come up and join in the fun everywhere, but I didn’t see what she thought. It's like purely wanting disgusting people, but that's why it's harder to do it. They didn't do anything, so you can't just do anything to them, right?

  This thing is like something dirty on your hands, even if you think about it, you still feel sick.

   Fu Fengcheng held her hand comfortingly and smiled, “Of course there is, Gong Sihe and Yang Jie are not ordinary friends.”

  Leng Sa's eyes shone slightly, "Are they a couple?" Yang Jie's heart was big enough.

Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "Yang Jie's mother is a famous pianist in Beijing and also Gong Sihe's piano teacher. In addition...Yang Jie's mother has taught piano to several other powerful children in Beijing. Among them... there is Zhang Jingzhi. With Xiao Yueran, the fourth prince of the royal family, the two of them had the same three and four years as Gong Sihe's piano lessons."

  Ms. Yang is not an ordinary piano teacher, she will not go to students’ homes to teach in person.

  Students go to her home to attend classes in person, so Gong Sihe knows Zhang Jingzhi and the Fourth Prince, and they may be familiar with them.

  Leng Sa couldn’t help but praised, “So, Yang Jie’s background is not small, why did Deputy Chief Yang divorce?” It is natural that he will not be an ordinary person to teach the eldest son and prince of Zhang’s family.

   Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "Second Chief Yang has never been willing to mention this, and outsiders don’t even know about it."

   Leng Sa blinked his eyes, "The average man refuses to mention only two reasons."

  "Madam, please advise."

   said coldly, "Second Chief Yang is a scumbag, and I am sorry that Mrs. Yang did not face to mention it. What did Madam Yang have done... Well, Chief Yang feels embarrassed and reluctant to mention it again. Which one do you think it is?"

   "..." Fu Fengcheng was silent for a long time, "Let's let people continue to investigate." It sounds unpleasant no matter what.

  (End of this chapter)