The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

"I did receive money from Miss Bai." Jiang Liwen smiled at the camera, neither humble nor overbearing: "If you want to ask me what was in my mind at the time, to be honest, I needed this money very much. At that time, my mother was lying in the operating room. With this money, she will probably survive. Although I was very sad when I received this money, I felt that I had sold my self-esteem, but I have no regrets. If I do it again, I will still accept it. I want to save my mother, it's that simple." She paused here, and then asked the reporter: "Miss, if it were you, what would you do? For the sake of important people, even if you make me kneel down , not to mention just lowering your posture."

"I'm holding this press conference today. I don't want to say how right I am, but I can tell everyone very clearly that I am not a mistress! I never thought about getting involved in anyone's relationship!"

"Besides, I don't like Sleeping Night. I didn't like it before, and I won't like it in the future! Please rest assured, Miss Bai. You can take your Nightingale away from my life! Because I really don't want to watch it anymore. To you!!"

"Maybe some journalist friends will say that I want to clean up, hehe, in fact, my own family was destroyed by a third party. It is a very common story, a bit like a third-rate TV series. A beautiful aunt stole my Dad, my mother and I were kicked out. Until my mother passed away, the man didn’t come to see me! I still remember how my mother left when she left, holding our family photo in her hand, and she left unsafely. "

Having said that, Jiang Liwen clenched her hands tightly, and scanned the entire venue with red eyes, where there were flashes of light, she was not afraid, her waist was straight, like a soldier defending herself, The sadness and tenacity on the small face are undoubtedly: "It's not so much that I disdain to be a mistress, it's better to say that I hate them to the extreme!!!"

Almost all the reporters were shocked after hearing Jiang Liwen's words. They forgot the question they were going to ask next, and everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

Of course, some media also raised doubts, because these media were hired by Bairan with money.

Instead of flinching, they raised the microphone with a sneer: "Qi Shao deserves to be a writer of novels. Is it true that even Internet writers can make up stories at [-] o'clock? No wonder there are more and more children who are being inspected for drugs. gone."

"I didn't make up a story." Jiang Liwen looked at the reporter, neither annoyed nor angry, her tone was light: "I don't know why, as long as something happens, everyone will say that I am an Internet writer. What happened to the Internet writer? ? We also bring joy to some people, don't we? Why can't we earn even a little respect?"

The reporter's blocked face turned pale, and he looked at her contemptuously: "Since this is the case, Qi Shao might as well tell you who your father is, and let us check to see if your story is true."

"Su Qigang, Su's largest shareholder." Jiang Liwen laughed, with a little revenge: "I know he will definitely see this interview. To him, I will always be a stain. But what to do, this stain Finally, I couldn’t bear to come out!” She turned her face to the camera, her eyes glowed, as if she was saying to the person on the other side of the TV: “Mom told me more than once, don’t blame you, but unfortunately I really can’t do it !Because, you know what, as long as you have a little conscience. Your daughter doesn’t have to be so lowly as to sell herself for the cost of medicine!!”

The reporter who asked the question was shocked by her sudden fierceness, and his heart trembled, and he just wanted to run away.

However, he received the money from above, so he must continue to ask questions according to the usual practice!

"Qi Shao, do you think everyone will believe you when you say that? Are you doing this to promote the new book and win back the attention of fans?"

When Jiang Liwen heard this question, she shook her head amusedly: "My friend, if you look online, you will know that I have decided to close my pen! As for the issue of trust, I believe that as long as you are a real Wen fan, They will believe me! They have their own outlook on life, their own judgment, and the ability to distinguish right from wrong. They will not blindly attack others just because they like me, let alone because of some scandals about me. And completely deny me!"

"In fact, I have always been very grateful for the support of fans. Those who know my birthday and wait until the early morning to send me a message, those who obviously don't spend a lot of money to read books, just to vote for me to recharge, those who say You are not in the right place, you should write like this to make you look better!" Jiang Liwen's clear eyes were filled with a smile, that kind of smile was like a spring breeze, and no one sitting in front of the TV could resist such a heart-warming smile...

"Because of your support, and because of your corrections, there is now Wen Qishao!"

Next, the reporters wanted to ask questions, such as whether she really stopped writing books or something like that.

Jiang Liwen didn't answer, and handed it over to the host to deal with the aftermath.But what she was trying to convey has been conveyed.

Those real Wen fans already understood.

They are not continuing to fight against the black people in the comment area.

Instead, he quietly opened all of Wen Qishao's books and read them one by one.Then he excitedly told the people around him: "Do you know Young Master Wen Qi, I like all the male protagonists in her novels, especially that Nangong Jue, he is so handsome when he is smoking and beating devils!!"

The comment area also reversed in an instant!

More and more people are beginning to pay attention to the book itself, rather than other boring gossip!

At the end of the novel, a Wen fan said: "As long as you write it, we will read it and wait for you to come back."

The impact of the press conference is greater than imagined.

Su Qigang and his wife have been in love for ten years, and they can be called a model couple. The image of a typical philanthropist has been completely ruined.

Since the report was released, Fan Minmin has received countless calls from reporters, and they only have one question.

"May I ask how you met Mr. Su at that time? Did you rob someone else's husband like what Qi Shao said?"

Fan Minmin was so angry that she ordered the servants around her in a sharp voice: "Unplug all the phones! Unplug! No matter if it's a reporter or a host, don't let me in!"

After shouting, she turned her head and sneered at Su Qigang: "This is your good daughter! She really wants to destroy you!"

"Don't talk about it." Su Qi just supported his forehead, as if he was getting old all of a sudden, he didn't expect that the decision back then would hurt his daughter so deeply.But soon, his guilt was overshadowed by Xunxin's interests. He raised his head and looked at Fan Minmin: "I will talk to her." Fan Minmin took a deep breath and regained his previous tenderness, Qianqian climbed onto Su Qigang's shoulders with her thin hands: "Qigang, I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now, and I was afraid that this matter would affect your future. Wenwen is too considerate of you, how can you do it on that occasion? Say something like that."

Hearing what she said, Su Qigang felt a little annoyed, thinking that even if he did something wrong, his daughter was too disrespectful to him, so he must educate her well!

Seeing Su Qigang's expression, Fan Minmin knew that his goal had been achieved, and leaned into the man's arms: "Qigang, in the current situation, only she can deny what she said at the press conference. You have to persuade Wenwen well."

"Persuasion? I can't wait for her to slap me now, this unfilial girl!" The more she behaved like this, the more angry Su Qigang became.

Fan Minmin smiled triumphantly in her heart, but looked at him with disapproval on the surface: "After all, she is your daughter, and now we are asking her to do things. There is no harm in being soft."

"I know what to do." Su Qigang stretched out his hand, stopped Fan Minmin's shoulder, and sighed: "It's been hard for you these years."

Fan Minmin stretched out her hand, pressed his mouth, and said hypocritically: "Well, don't say that, I am very happy to be by your side." (The author can't help it: Happy your sister!!! Everyone: Please, I'm about to throw up!!! Author: In this case, let's skip it quickly~)

The two "love each other" for a while, and the reports became more and more enthusiastic.

Almost every station can find the broadcast of this press conference.

Originally, Ye Fanli couldn't see it, because he never cared about such scandal reports.

He was lying on the hospital bed with a notebook in his hand, and he was having a cross-border video conference. He had just recovered from his fever, and he looked a little haggard. His handsome face was as white as fine porcelain, as if it would break if he touched it. of.

This is what Lin Jingxuan saw when he came in. He was holding thyme in his left hand, and holding a beautiful woman with fluttering hair in his right hand. Recently, he changed his taste and fell in love with Xiao Qingqing.

Hearing him come in, Ye Fanli didn't even move his eyelids, and just threw him a few words coldly: "Let your woman out!"

"Ok, ok!!" Lin Jingxuan stretched out his hand and leaned over to kiss his female companion's face: "My dear, please go outside and wait for a while. This person has a fever, and his thinking is not normal."

The beauty nodded obediently: "Then I'll wait for you~"

"Good~" After getting his girlfriend settled, Lin Jingxuan whistled in a good mood and approached the hospital bed.

Ye Fanli, who had finished his work, gave him a cold look: "Why are you so wretched today?"

Lin Jingxuan shrugged nonchalantly: "Hey, your chrysanthemum."

Ye Fanli would definitely not accept something like a chrysanthemum, so he lowered his head and continued with his business.

"Hey, it's a good thing I picked a bunch that suits you." Lin Jingxuan leaned over with a look of regret, with a teasing look in his eyes: "I said, Ah Li, you must have missed the press conference at noon today, right? I passed your little secretary up to speak."

Hearing this, Ye Fanli's typing fingers slowly stopped...