It was still a sunny day in Beijing on the day when Qiu Yi and Ying Feiting's joint exhibition was held.
At around 7:30 in the morning, Shang Boyu drove to the art museum with Meng Sheng as promised the day before.
After Meng Sheng arrived, he first called all the staff together for a brief meeting.
He then took several senior managers on a tour to ensure that the venue, guest reception and media were all in place.
The opening ceremony is scheduled for 10:15 and the whole process will take about an hour.
There will also be a cocktail reception at noon, which will be held in the rest area behind the exhibition hall.
Around nine o'clock, the photographer was in place, and soon after, Qiu Yi and Ying Feiting arrived.
After completing the check-in procedures and taking photos at the check-in counter, Meng Sheng personally took them to the lounge on the second floor.
When she came down from upstairs, she saw an unexpected figure in the hall.
Lvy.
She was still wearing a new Chinese cheongsam dress today, and her long black hair, which originally reached the back of her neck, was tied up with a white magnolia clip.
Her pretty and soft face was lightly made up, and her elegant and quiet eyes contained a faint smile.
Seeing her, he nodded slightly and greeted her, "Director Meng."
Meng Sheng walked towards her, "When did Miss Lvy arrive?"
"Just arrived." Lvy's voice was gentle, "I'm really sorry for coming here without telling you. It's my fault that I just returned to China and don't know enough about it.
I just found out this morning that today is the opening ceremony of the joint exhibition of teachers Qiu Yi and Ying Feiting. I sent you a WeChat message, but I didn’t receive your reply, so I came here shamelessly. ”
Meng Sheng smiled and said, "I was too busy this morning and left my phone in the office. So, I am not considerate. I have been so busy these days that I forgot to invite you. I am sorry."
"It's okay. Director Meng, you are too serious."
Lvy glanced at the handsome man next to her, wearing a straight suit and gold-rimmed glasses, and was slightly startled, "Who is this..."
Meng Sheng introduced, "My husband. This is Lvy, the painter who cooperates with our art gallery."
"Hello." Shang Boyu nodded to her humbly and politely.
"Hello." Lvy suppressed his surprise and responded, then looked at Meng Sheng, "I didn't expect Director Meng to be married at such a young age."
Meng Sheng didn't talk much about this matter. "People from the Artists Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles will be here soon. Miss Lvy, please go to the second floor to rest.
There will be many journalists and media here today, so I don’t recommend you to expose yourself to the public right now, so that you can be amazing enough when your exhibition starts.”
Lvy nodded, "I understand. I'm just a visitor to see the exhibition today."
Meng Sheng smiled, called Qiao Na, and asked her to take Lvy upstairs.
“This woman…”
Shang Boyu glanced at her back, frowned slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Meng Sheng was stunned, his heart tensed, and he turned his head to look at him, "Do you know him?"
Shang Boyu retracted his gaze, thought seriously, and then shook his head, "It just feels a little familiar, but I can't quite remember it."
Someone who looks familiar to Shang Boyu...
Then this Lvy is most likely a member of the wealthy circle in Beijing.
But even so, it still couldn't answer the doubts in her heart.
Meng Sheng pursed his lips.
Just at this time, leaders from the Artists Association, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and the Bureau of Culture, Broadcasting, Press, Publication, Radio, Film and Television came, so she had to suppress her thoughts and go over to receive them.
After they all went up, Meng Sheng looked at the time and saw that there was less than half an hour left before the opening ceremony.
She had just taken two steps when seven or eight reporters suddenly rushed towards her.
She was stunned for a moment, her heart skipped a beat, and looking at their aggressive approach, she subconsciously took two steps back.
As expected, although the public opinion the day before yesterday did not affect the opening ceremony of the exhibition, these reporters would definitely not miss the opportunity to interview.
Soon, she was surrounded by reporters.
Three or four microphones were pointed directly at her mouth.
"Director Meng, do you think today's exhibition opening ceremony will go smoothly?"
This question was relatively normal. Meng Sheng clenched his fists and expressed his opinion calmly.
But as soon as she finished speaking, the other reporters rushed to ask questions.
"Ms. Meng, the boss of Yueqifang is your mother-in-law. How do you feel about her being arrested?"
"Director Meng, is it true that the internet says you are the shareholder and legal representative of the sealed Yueqifang Beauty Salon?"
"Director Meng, do you have anything to explain about the hot search the day before yesterday about you being the legal representative of Yueqifang Beauty Salon?"
"Did you really take any dividends from Yueqifang?"
“Why didn’t the police investigate you?”
“…”
The continuous stream of questions left Meng Sheng completely unable to get a word in.
Their microphones got closer and closer, forcing her to step back, but every step she took back was an inch the reporters moved closer.
Shang Boyu happened to see this scene when he turned around as he walked out of the elevator.
Meng Sheng was surrounded by the crowd, her face was pale, her almond-shaped eyes were full of innocence, and there was a hint of tenacity that she had to pretend to be calm.
She seemed to open her mouth to say something, but was drowned out by the words of the many reporters.
The whole person seems to be stuck in a quagmire.
There were people standing all around her, but no matter how she struggled and called for help, they turned a blind eye and only wanted to hear what they wanted to hear.
The heartache and anger were like a flame, burning him all over.
He walked over quickly with a sullen face, mercilessly pushed aside several reporters, blocked the camera lenses in the hands of the reporters with his broad shoulders, and grabbed Meng Sheng's shoulders tightly.
She whispered, "Shengsheng, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Meng Sheng looked up and saw him, and the forced calmness and tenacity in his eyes collapsed in an instant.
She looked helpless and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes.
Shang Boyu's heart collapsed. He held her hand and gave her a reassuring look. Then he turned around, still keeping her behind him, and faced the reporters alone.
The originally noisy reporters suddenly quieted down.
Shang Boyu said in a cold voice, "I will answer the questions you are curious about. Please don't embarrass her."
As soon as he finished speaking, two or three more reporters came.
He calmed down and gripped Meng Sheng's hand with more force.
Meng Sheng felt a little pain and frowned slightly, but did not struggle. His soft and gentle voice came to her ears.
"I will now answer all the questions that appeared on the hot search the day before yesterday. My wife Meng Sheng was indeed a shareholder and legal representative of Yueqifang.
Just three months ago, Yueqifang was investigated for falsifying accounts and tax evasion because its finance director had done something fishy. I was afraid that she would be worried and implicated, so I asked her to resign from her position as legal representative.
She had no knowledge of the underground industry and had never been involved in it. If you don't believe it, you can go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to check it yourself. The legal person was changed three months ago. This is one reason.
Secondly, the blogger with the Weibo nickname "K Brother Talks Entertainment", I have had someone identify your second screenshot of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau's inquiry into the legal representative.
I will file a formal lawsuit against you in the name of my wife for defamation and slander. Thirdly, as for the so-called dividends, when the beauty salon was first established, my wife invested three million.
What she took was only the portion of the beauty salon's legitimate business, which had nothing to do with the underground industry.
Fourthly, the police summoned my wife the day after the beauty salon was closed down. My wife also tried her best to cooperate with the investigation. I originally thought that she had not been arrested.
This is enough to explain the problem, but I didn't expect someone would slander her for this. I would like to make a special statement here that the Yueqifang prostitution case has nothing to do with my wife Meng Sheng! "
Shang Boyu faced the camera with a natural expression, not showing any anger at all.
The pair of peach blossom eyes beneath the lenses were still gentle, and the voice was neither fast nor slow, neither humble nor arrogant, but gentle and powerful.
But he showed a complete sense of security.
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