"I’ll take care of it once I get back home," Jiang Ning replied.
At first, the System didn’t understand the meaning behind her words until Jiang Ning returned home, poured herself a glass of water, and then weakly sprawled on the sofa exhaling deeply:
"Ah, I can’t go on, my hand is so uncomfortable, I’ll need to rest for five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen days..."
It peaked out, looking left and right, ensuring that there were no other living beings in the room besides Jiang Ning and itself.
She was clearly speaking to it!
It should never have been so talkative!
The System clutched its metaphorical wallet, its eyes brimming with tears.
And it was genuinely afraid that Jiang Ning would maintain her enthusiasm for slowing down the pace of doing tasks.
While feeling weak and helpless, it again heard Jiang Ning’s voice say faintly, "These days, no matter what job you find, getting injured during work hours should count as a workplace injury. Surely there isn’t a System so heartless, is there?"
The System indeed touched its nonexistent conscience, feeling terribly aggrieved: [Host, one bottle of rapid healing elixir has been gifted to you, please check it.]
Easily getting what she wanted, Jiang Ning saw the bottle of medicine that suddenly appeared on the coffee table and warmly replied, "System, you’re really kind."
The longer Jiang Ning dealt with this System, the more she discovered its true nature—it was a silly and naive entity masquerading as a high-level intelligent artificial system.
Strip away its shrewd facade, and inside was nothing but cotton candy-like softness, a foolish character, especially easy to deceive.
Occasionally amusing herself with it as a pet wasn’t too bad.
Jiang Ning hadn’t lain on the sofa for long when her cellphone suddenly rang with an incoming call.
She picked up the phone and saw that the illuminated screen displayed the name "Shen Zha."
Shen Zha was calling her?
With a hint of puzzlement, Jiang Ning answered the call, then heard Shen Zha’s familiar voice come through the phone: "Jiang Ning!"
"Hmm?" Jiang Ning absentmindedly let out a bubble sound.
She was speechless at herself.
However, Shen Zha on the other end of the line seemed not to notice, and upon hearing Jiang Ning’s voice, he quickly asked, "Where were you this morning? What were you doing? Did you arrest someone and take them to the station again?!"
Faced with a barrage of questions, Jiang Ning replied with a slight seriousness, "What’s going on?"
"What’s going on, you’ve hit the trending searches again!!!" exclaimed Shen Zha, unable to control the pitch of his voice.
They had only signed a contract a few days ago, and the publicity department had been promoting it vigorously.
In just two days, the search volume for topics on the "New Variety Show" had skyrocketed.
He didn’t need to think twice about who deserved the credit for this!
While this time Jiang Ning’s trending presence was different from the past, Shen Zha had faith in Jiang Ning’s character; he knew she couldn’t have done such a thing!
Almost desperate to know, Shen Zha pressed on, "Hurry up and tell me, what’s the deal with that Liu Chusheng you caught this morning? His family is now crying on TikTok, and they’ve posted a long article on Weibo accusing you of crippling her husband without receiving any punishment while her husband was taken into custody."
Hearing this, Jiang Ning immediately realized that Liu Chusheng’s family was stirring up trouble.
She calmly replied to Shen Zha, "Director Shen, don’t worry, I will clarify this matter immediately. It won’t affect the reputation of the production team."
Jiang Ning had read the contract carefully and remembered all its contents, one of which stated that during their signing period with the production team, the guests must pay attention to their privacy and reputation and must not let their personal matters drag down the production team.
Having signed a contract with Shen Zha, Jiang Ning also maintained professional ethics.
Upon hearing this, Shen Zha immediately knew Jiang Ning had misunderstood, and he hurriedly explained, "No, no, no, that’s not what I meant! I believe you; it’s definitely not as the internet says!"
"Ahem, well..." He suddenly seemed a bit embarrassed, awkwardly fumbling, and eventually revealing his true purpose for the call: "Since it’s going to be turned around anyway, can you promise me that you won’t respond so quickly after seeing the comments online?"