I really don't want to be red

Chapter 965 Insider Exposure
On the night of the opening ceremony, An Ran made headlines.

This time it's not just Xiazhou, it includes Xizhou, Latin America...

Enron took the top three.

As if overnight, An Ran became so popular.

There are all kinds of discussions about him.

The most is not the "Cup of Life", nor is it a model catwalk.

Headline No.1!
"Why did An Ran beat Jackson?"

It was a topic that dominated the headlines, even more than last night's Opening Ceremony and Game [-].

When the World Cup was held in previous years, the hot topics were inseparable from football and stars.

Fortunately, this year, the hot topic is Enron.

It is so brutal, sweeping all the hot topics, the top three are all about Enron, No.4 is the World Cup.

But neither party responded.

An Ran continued to watch his football game, while Mr. Jackson was beaten up and broadcast live globally. How could he have the face to stay in Yizhou?

I rushed back to Xizhou that day.

But at nine o'clock in the morning, the big net that Zheng Mengzhun wove quietly spread out.

There have been many discussions on the topic of catwalks on the Internet.

"I heard that on the day of the opening ceremony, the heavy rain soaked the models' clothes, and An Ran temporarily decided to use curtains to make clothes to save the scene! I thought FIFA, can you deceive the audience like this? No wonder the show is so ugly, I have no professional qualities at all, and I am laughing and dancing, which is really embarrassing."

"Using curtains to fool the audience, Mr. Wilson, Mr. An Ran, I hope you will come out and give an explanation to the netizens. I think this is intolerable. Can I think this is a deception?"

"My God, I can't believe this is happening at this big event, don't you guys feel ashamed?"

A lot of people started lashing out at the show, including Wilson and Enron.

Wilson was in the office, looking at the comments on the computer with a gloomy face.

He slammed the table, "Who leaked it?"

The assistant was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Wilson, there are quite a few people who know about this matter, so it's hard to judge."

But that's not a lot to say.

Except for him, An Ran, Elena's models, and a few staff members, the rest are Jackson, Zheng Mengzhun and others.

Because he had talked about it and let these people hear it.

At first he didn't care, because the result of this matter was satisfactory, so he didn't think that Zheng Mengzhun or Jackson would use this as an argument.

But now it seems... some people have already started to fight back crazily.

Between Jackson and Chung Mong Joon, he chose Chung Mong Joon.

Because Jackson has gone back to Xizhou now, it is estimated that if he will launch an attack so soon, it is probably Zheng Mengzhun.

Wilson's face was cold and his fists were clenched.

I have worked so hard to host the World Cup, and I am afraid that something will go wrong, but Zheng Mengzhun has been holding back.

This person needs to be dealt with asap.

Originally, he planned to deal with Zheng Mengzhun after the World Cup, but now it seems that the time has to be brought forward.

But before that, how to eliminate the negative influence on the Internet is the top priority.

But how to fight back in this regard, Wilson has no way at all.

The assistant said: "Why don't you call Mr. An Ran and ask, or he has a way..."

"Correct!"

Wilson had a look of joy on his face. He made two rescues last night, which gave him inexplicable confidence in An Ran.

It seems that there is nothing he can't handle.

He immediately dialed An Ran's phone number.

"Hi, Mr. Wilson, calling so early, what's going on?"

So early?
It's already nine o'clock in the morning, is it still early?

Wilson said: "I'm sorry, Mr. An Ran disturbed your sweet dreams, but there is one thing I have to say."

"Oh? Tell me!" An Ran immediately became serious when she heard what he said so seriously.

"Someone broke out this morning that last night's catwalk clothes were made of temporary curtains, and now many people on the Internet are questioning us, suspected of deceiving the audience..."

"..."

Is this... a black spot?An Ran didn't even understand it. Is it worth being so nervous about such a thing?
"I suspect that Zheng Mengzhun is behind the operation."

It turned out to be the case.

It wasn't a big deal at first, but it's different when someone with a heart pushes behind it.

Good things can also bring bad things to the rhythm.

Little things can become big things.

However, An Ran is confident in the costume design last night, the material used is not a problem at all.

The materials used are not good, doesn't it look more powerful?

An Ran said: "Mr. Wilson, this matter is not difficult to solve."

Wilson was refreshed when he heard that, An Ran was indeed "father", and it was all right for him to come to him for anything.

"Mr. An Ran, I am all ears."

An Ran said: "Minan is the capital of fashion, so it's not difficult to find a few well-known fashion designers?"

"Not difficult?"

"Arrange people to interview, their evaluation of last night's show, those rhythms are self-defeating."

"Huh?" Wilson finally understood. If the professionals praised it unanimously, you netizens would still be beeping.

"But, Mr. An Ran, what if they don't give good reviews?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Wilson!" An Ran said with a smile: "I have absolute confidence, I won't give a good review... If you pinch it all, don't broadcast it, won't it be over?"

"..."

This trick is the most powerful.

"Okay, Mr. An Ran, it's all up to you!"

After hanging up the phone, Wilson already had a smile on his face, and sighed to the assistant: "Mr. An Ran is the smartest person I have ever met."

The assistant smiled: "Then what shall we do next?"

Wilson said: "It's simple, find a few fashion design masters, interview them, edit their impressions of last night's show, and broadcast them."

"Okay, so what if they think last night's show was bad?"

"Are you a fool?" Wilson exclaimed, "If you think it's not good, don't broadcast it. I don't need to teach you this!"

The assistant pouted secretly, thinking that I didn't hear Teacher An Ran's words just now?
This is the wink he should have as a subordinate. Sometimes pretending to be a sand sculpture properly can give the leader a lot of satisfaction, at least in terms of IQ.

"Chairman Wilson is amazing!" The assistant gave a thumbs up and praised, "I will do what you want."

"Go!" Wilson waved his hand majestically, waving back his subordinate's love, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

After the assistant went out, Wilson's face became serious again.

Now that this matter has been settled, let's deal with Zheng Mengzhun's matter.

This guy is a time bomb, placed by his side, the restless second hand jumps from time to time, although it won't explode.

But it always gives people a feeling of dread.

Wilson picked up the phone and dialed a number, "Call all members for a meeting..."

(End of this chapter)