Chapter 434 Slap in the Face Scene [19 Updates]
Public opinion reached its peak at this moment.
Despite the criticism from netizens, they were all eagerly awaiting the press conference the following day.
Actually, some of the people who were criticizing were paid trolls sent by Tianxing Entertainment to stir up trouble.
Many fans remained silent and did not say anything.
Chen Li also saw Chuguang Media's statement and found it unbelievable: "Has President Luo gone mad? He actually said that the CEO of Chuguang Media assaulted a female celebrity?"
Since Ye Xi was blacklisted, Chen Li has also lost her job, and no entertainment company dares to hire her.
The two of them squeezed into a very small apartment, and their meals were very simple.
Aside from having a house, he's no different from a homeless person.
Having worked at Tianxing Entertainment for a long time, Chen Li naturally knew that Tong Yufei's move was typical of Tianxing Entertainment's style.
Is he the CEO of Ke Chuguang Media?
Ying Zijing is a woman!
How was it violated?
"I need to call President Luo and ask him." Chen Li took out her phone, whose screen was half cracked. "Is he joking?"
Chuguang Media held this press conference precisely because they were waiting for Tianxing Entertainment to jump in.
But before Chen Li could even dial the number, Ye Xi slapped her away.
The phone rolled on the ground once and went completely out.
Chen Li was furious: "Ye Xi, what are you doing? Don't forget, I'm the one paying this month's rent."
"You're going to tell Luo Wenbin? What are you going to say?" Ye Xi sneered. "Are you going to say that Ying Zijin is the CEO of Chuguang Media? Are you stupid?"
She smashed the beer bottle on the ground: "Don't forget, it was Tianxing Entertainment that ignored us and even made you lose your job. How can you be so kind as to help them now? Can't you just watch them attack each other?"
Tianxing Entertainment ignored her before, so don't expect her to remind Tianxing Entertainment this time.
Ideally, Tianxing Entertainment and Chuguang Media would both suffer heavy losses and go bankrupt.
Chen Li was taken aback by what she was told.
But upon closer reflection, it makes sense.
She's no longer an employee of Tianxing Entertainment, so why is she still worried about the boss and the company's future?
Chen Li pursed her lips, picked up her phone, and sat back down on the sofa, her gaze blank.
**
Fu Yunshen was very efficient and completed the two tasks in five minutes.
He handed a USB drive to Ying Zijing and patted her head.
It was like a deliberate punishment, all mixed up into a messy jumble.
Ying Zijing asked expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing much, I just wanted to tell you—" Fu Yunshen sat down next to her, a lazy smile playing on his lips, "Girlfriend, remember to call me next time."
Ying Zijing paused slightly: "I heard from Qin Lingyan that you don't touch the computer."
She knew his past was dark.
So if he doesn't mention it, she won't ask.
"Mm." Fu Yunshen didn't deny it, smiled, and said gently, "But it's for you."
I'd do anything for you.
"Alright." Ying Zijing put away the USB drive and raised an eyebrow. "I'll come to you if I need anything in the future."
“That’s more like it.” Fu Yunshen picked up a comb and began to comb her hair, chuckling softly. “I’ve decided to remind you constantly, otherwise you might go after someone else next time.”
"Yaoyao, I'm your boyfriend now, you should ask me for help."
Ying Zijin let him comb her hair.
A few seconds later, she looked at herself in the mirror and realized for the first time that Fu Yunshen's hair-combing skills were terrible.
Ying Zijing took the comb from his hand: "I can do it myself."
Fu Yunshen: "Can I exercise my rights as a boyfriend?"
After finishing combing her hair, Ying Zijing responded with a question: "What right?"
“Yaoyao, look how big the bed is in this presidential suite. It might be a bit lonely to sleep alone. Shall I hold you while we sleep?” Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes fluttered, and he said in a casual tone, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything else without your permission.”
Ying Zijing paused, looked up, and after a few seconds, still made room for him on half the bed: "Let me hug you."
She paused, then added, "Anyway, you wouldn't dare do anything. If you did, I'd break your legs."
"..."
**
At 2 PM on June 23, a press conference was held at the headquarters of Chuguang Media.
The media all rushed there.
Luo Wenbin naturally wanted to go as well.
"Mr. Luo," the secretary followed, somewhat uneasy, "Chuguang Media is holding a press conference so quickly, could they really have some evidence?"
Luo Wenbin pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "No, we came with overwhelming force, they weren't even prepared, they were caught off guard."
"It's only been less than two days, where did you get the evidence?"
He was about to bring down Chuguang Media; he had waited five years for this opportunity.
The secretary pointed to the center seat in the first row: "Mr. Luo, your seat is here."
Luo Wenbin scoffed lightly: "It seems Chuguang Media is planning to give up entirely."
Putting him in this position, isn't that incredibly embarrassing?
If a real confrontation were to occur, he would be a disgrace to Chuguang Media.
Luo Wenbin sat down and looked around.
Then he noticed that Tong Yufei was sitting to his right and Zhan He was sitting to his left.
There were indeed three victims.
Not long after, Zhan He and Tong Yufei arrived.
Zhan He is in her forties, but she takes good care of herself and has almost no wrinkles on her face.
She saw Luo Wenbin, but pretended not to know him and sat down as well.
Although Zhan He is a designer, she did not actually design Huang Qi's dress; she merely used her name to sign the design.
Luo Wenbin also investigated for a long time and found that Zhan He's family conditions and other aspects were very suitable, which is why he pushed her forward.
By 2 PM, all the media outlets had arrived.
The live stream officially began.
The female secretary was in charge of hosting this press conference.
She stood in the center of the platform, holding a microphone: "Thank you all for attending our press conference. As the statement says, we will resolve everything."
"First of all, we need to give Ms. Zhan He an explanation."
“Ms. James, you should have something to say.”
A microphone was handed to Zhan He.
She glanced at Luo Wenbin out of the corner of her eye before speaking coldly: "Yes, I do have something to say, because I want to tell you that I don't need your explanations, I just need an apology, and you must also compensate me for my losses."
"If you hadn't threatened me with the safety of my family, I would never have designed dresses for you!"
The female secretary remained calm: "Ms. Zhan, are you really so sure that you are Designer Mei?"
"If it's not me, then who is it?" Zhan He said firmly. "You won't admit what you've done?"
"We will definitely acknowledge anything that Chuguang Media has done," the female secretary said calmly. "But unfortunately, Ms. Zhan, you are not the designer Mei."
"Chuguang Media has already invited the real designer Mei here, and Ms. Zhan can confront her in a moment."
"What a joke." Zhan He was so angry she laughed. "I'm sitting right here, and you've used my family to threaten me into designing dresses for you, and now you're trying to find someone to impersonate me?"
The female secretary wasn't angry; instead, she smiled slightly and said, "Miss Zhan, don't you know very well who the imposter is?"
Zhan He's expression changed involuntarily, but she quickly returned to normal: "Do as you please. I'd also like to see who Mei is."
[It's terrible, Zhan He is so pitiful. She's forced to design clothes, forced to prove her identity, and now there's an imposter.]
Is this the so-called evidence from Chuguang Media? They just randomly pick someone and call them Mei; how low is that?
[If Zhan He isn't a designer, why doesn't Chuguang Media have Huang Qi's design drawings, while she does?]
[Look at who the imposter Chuguang Media hired is; which designer would dare claim credit for this?]
Soon, two staff members moved a table and chairs and placed them on the high platform.
Then, footsteps sounded, neither fast nor slow.
The media all looked over and raised their cameras.
It was a girl, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and dark jeans.
She was also wearing a hat, with the brim pulled down so that only her chin was visible.
Its appearance is not very clear.
The only thing we can tell is that the girl is very young, definitely not over twenty years old.
[Hilarious! This is the designer Chuguang Media hired? So young? Who would believe it?]
Need I say more? Boycott Chuguang Media!
The girl walked to the table and chairs and sat down.
She took off her hat and then looked up.
Now, all the cameras were pointed directly at her face, crystal clear.
Her stunning beauty was breathtaking, amplified by the camera, creating a powerful impact.
[...]
The comments section was cleared up in an instant; all the sarcastic remarks disappeared completely.
The scene was quite quiet.
A full thirty seconds passed before a new message appeared.
[Holy crap!!! Me, the God of War?! ...
(End of this chapter)
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