The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

“Yes,” Mindy said and quickly left the meeting room. Wynn was left alone in the huge conference room. She did not know if she

could withstand the power of the internet. In the last incident, the change of public opinion was due to the huge investment from

Milanelson Angel Investment Group.

Should she ask Philip for help? Wynn was hesitant. She did not want to rely on Philip to solve the problem every time. She did

not want to be a useless person. Very soon, Philip appeared in the office. “Wynn, what happened?”

Philip stepped into the director’s office, noticed the despondent look on Wynn’s face, and knew that things were bad. Wynn

merely smiled when she saw Philip and said, “It’s fine. I’m handling it.” “How’s it going?” Philip continued asking. Wynn shook her

head and said, “The medical association’s branch office canceled our qualifications and ordered us to suspend production for

three months, but you don’t need to worry. I’m thinking of a way now. I know Mr. Worley from the branch. I’ll contact him later and

ask about the situation.” Philip could see that Wynn wanted to solve it by herself and did not want his help. “Can you do it by

yourself? I saw the news on the internet. It won’t be too easy to handle it,” Philip said worriedly. Wynn nodded, got up, took

Philip's arm, and said, “Phil, I know you want to help me, but let me handle this matter myself, okay? I’ve made a promise to the

board members of the company.” Philip thought for a moment and said, “Okay. If there’s anything you can’t solve, you can call

me any time.” Wynn smiled and said, “Can you do anything about the medical association?” “Maybe.” Philip grinned. Wynn did

not refute but was somewhat puzzled. At this time, it was not only a question of money, but to a large extent, a question of

connections and background. Once the medical association canceled the qualifications, it could not be bought back with money.

Would Philip really have a solution? “What? Don’t you believe me?” Philip noticed Wynn’s hesitance and asked. Wynn shook her

head and said with a smile, “Of course I believe you, but can you let me solve it on my own?” Philip shrugged. He knew Wynn

was just soothing him. That was fine. After sitting for about ten minutes, Philip reminded Wynn to take adequate rest before

leaving the company. Looking back at the building behind and the lit window, Philip sighed helplessly. His wife was too

headstrong. Then, he took out his phone, called Theo, and said, “Theo, help me find out who the manipulator is behind the public

opinion on Beacon.”

“Mr. Clarke, I’ll investigate it immediately.” On the other end of the line, Theo hung up respectfully. After

half an hour, Philip was sitting in Theo’s office. A knock on the door. The person who came in was none

other than Anna Carter, Theo’s capable assistant. “Hello, Mr. Clarke, Mr. Zander.”

Anna smiled politely, her entire persona exuding maturity. She had long legs, a tiny waist, perky hips,

and a full figure. She was a goddess in the eyes of many men, capable and intelligent. “Miss Carter, it’s

been a while.”

Philip smiled. He appreciated Anna’s working style. Theo stood on the side, watching silently without

speaking. If Mr. Clarke was not married, he was really willing to give Anna to him. “So, did you find

anything?” Philip asked without further ado. “Mr. Clarke, regarding the negative public opinion and false

rumors about Beacon and Mrs. Clarke on the internet, I found that someone is manipulating it behind

the scenes. The other party is a local entertainment company with a strong team of keyboard warriors.

Many trending searches from celebrities and breaking news are also produced by them,” Anna said

slowly, passing the information to Philip at the same time.

“Who is it?” Philip asked. “Beaver Media. The controlling shareholder’s name is Robbie James. There

are many verified entertainment accounts under its banner, and these verified accounts are the ones

that broke the news about Beacon and Mrs. Clarke,” Anna said. She had printed out all the

screenshots on the internet. “Robbie James?” Philip frowned. Many companies like this in the

entertainment industry survived by creating scandals and hype. The trending searches of many

domestic celebrities basically relied on such companies for a shot at stardom. They could easily make

tens of millions with one trending search. Not long ago, a rap star who trended on the internet with

almost 100 million shares on a popular network was the handicraft of such a company. “Mr. Clarke, this

company makes its money from dishonest means. The company itself is very shady and has done a lot

of dirty things. They don’t have a line that they won’t cross.

Regarding the public opinion on Beacon this time, I’m afraid they’ve collected a lot of money for it,” Anna continued. Philip lit a

cigarette with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, his eyes filling with a chill. He then said,

“It’s good to have no bottom line. That way, I don’t have to go easy when I deal with them! “Whoever dares to touch a hair on my

wife’s head is crossing my bottom line!”