Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

Early the next morning, relevant departments announced the results of Lin Jian's parents.

Lin Baoquan, who embezzled 25 million project funds, was sentenced to 20 years in prison and all property was confiscated.

Zhao Hui, who plagiarized other people's research results, was sentenced to nine months in prison and her teaching qualification was revoked.

As for Lin Jian, although he didn't do anything against the law, the video he asked his assistant to record for Ruan Qi was enough to make him unable to stand up.

In the study.

Ruan Qi turned off Weibo, stood up and stretched.

Ding dong!

A beep sounds, and a prompt pops up on the computer screen - you have a new email.

Ruan Qi clicked into the mailbox and opened it.

[Miss Seven:

Thank you for getting justice for my brother. My brother has always regarded you as an idol. If he knows that you exposed Zhao Hui's true face, my brother will be very happy.

It is our blessing to have you in the academic world. I wish you good health and all the best.

——Sister Wuwei, written by Wu Qiang. 】

Ruan Qi read the email twice, ticked the corner of her lips, and closed the mailbox.

She opened Weibo.

[Ruanruan Ruan Qi: The sun is so nice today, so happy~~ In order to thank everyone for your support, we will draw a lottery on Weibo at 8:00 p.m., and draw 20 cuties to give out a piece of candy! ~[Cute Mix Pass.jpg]]

A few minutes after the Weibo was posted, there were a bunch of fans screaming in the comment area.

[Mom! Ruan Ruan wants to send me candy! 】

[Aww! Ruanrou is a favorite fan! 】

[Sit well and wait for eight o'clock in the evening. Ouhuang bless me, I must win the lottery! 】

Xi's headquarters, office on the top floor.

The stern man is sitting in front of the computer, processing documents seriously and attentively. Fragments of sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on him, coating his knife-like profile with a layer of golden light.

Ding dong!

In the quiet office, a notification sounded.

Xi Jiu raised her head, her gaze swept across the screen of the phone, and there was a slight ripple in her cold black eyes.

He turned on his phone and clicked on Weibo.

Ruan Qi's Weibo homepage popped up automatically.

lottery?

Xi Jiujun's eyebrows moved slightly, he narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly got up and strode out of the office.

secretary department.

"Special assistant Mu, why didn't the boss go to tonight's reception? Didn't you talk about it a few days ago?" A secretary asked.

Special Assistant Mu raised his head from the document, pushed down his glasses, and said coldly: "Boss has a private matter."

private matter?

When the secretary group heard it, their hearts of gossip burned instantly.

BOSS is a well-known workaholic. He is the first to go to work every day and the last to leave work. He is never tired, just like a working machine.

In the memory of the secretaries, Xi Jiu never postponed her work schedule because of "private matters".

This is the first time.

"Special assistant Mu, what's the boss's personal business? Could it be... that he has a girlfriend?"

"Can you stop being funny? BOSS is in love? Isn't his girlfriend a computer and files?"

"Slandering the BOSS behind your back, do you want to rebel?"

The secretaries were frantically discussing their own boss's private affairs, completely oblivious to the fact that the boss they were discussing had been standing at the door for a long time.

Xi Jiu stood at the door, silently listening to his subordinates gossip about him.

Until everyone's topic changed from 'private matter' to 'Is the BOSS kidney okay', he finally couldn't help it, and knocked on the door with a cold face.

The secretaries who were chatting happily turned their heads. When they saw him, the bustling office fell silent for an instant as if the pause button had been pressed.

"BOSS." Assistant Mu got up quickly.

Xi Jiu gave an indifferent 'hmm'.

He walked into the office, his cold gaze slowly swept across everyone.

The secretaries were so frightened that they wanted to split their arms.

Assistant Mu coughed awkwardly, "Boss, what instructions do you have?"

Xi Jiu looked away.

"Is there a Weibo?" He asked.