Black-bellied president, love is too much!

Chapter 125

Mu Ziyuan still insisted with a cold face: "You just bring Xia Haiqing back to me, and I'll settle the reporter!"

Seeing that Mu Ziyuan was playing for real, Ji Hanguang was also serious. He stood up and stretched out his hand to point in mid-air: "Master Mu, you can! You really can... If you have money and no place to spend it, don't you? Put it all in the reporter's mouth !"

It's definitely not a small amount to gag the reporter's mouth. Is Mu Ziyuan planning to spend a lot of money for the sake of a beautiful woman?

"You don't need to worry about these things, I just want you to bring her back to me immediately!"

Mu Ziyuan's tone was tough, and the surging coercion could be clearly transmitted through the microphone.

But Ji Hanguang is a difficult person to control, he doesn't want to give up halfway on what he is sure about.

What's more, Xia Haiqing is a seedling he is optimistic about. He is confident that after the press conference, Xia Haiqing can become a hit.

Hearing Mu Ziyuan's stern order, he stood up, turned around a few times, and his tone hardened:

"Immediately...Mu Ziyuan, you are ruining Xia Haiqing's future. You don't know how suitable she is for this circle! I tell you, no matter what you say today, I will not take her back. "

"She is my woman, and my future is mine! Everything else is nothing!"

Ji Hanguang selectively forgot that his current direct boss is Mu Ziyuan, and openly confronted him:

"What about your woman? Don't forget, she is still my favorite artist! ... My artist, I have the final say! Don't say you are her man, even if you are the king of heaven, I will ignore you! I'm not speculative, I'm too lazy to talk to you, goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, Ji Hanguang angrily pressed the hang up button, turned off his phone, opened the door, and walked out with a dark face.

fack!

Ji Hanguang...it was a mistake to ask you to bring Xia Haiqing!
Mu Ziyuan was so angry that he dropped his phone, brushed his face with his big hand, strode out of the office, went downstairs, and drove to the press conference.

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Off the court, I don't know what Xia Haiqing said again, all the reporters started to wipe their tears.

Some reporters cried when they asked questions.

Standing beside Ji Hanguang, a strange illusion suddenly appeared in his mind.

Today's meeting should be a press conference instead of a memorial service, right?Why are everyone's eyes as red as rabbits?
Question from reporter:
"That is to say, the last time Miss Xia saw her first love boyfriend was at the racing track. At that time, he was lying on a stretcher, his body was burnt and his face was beyond recognition. You only recognized him through the four-leaf clover ring, right?"

A staff member handed Xia Haiqing a tissue, and Xia Haiqing wiped his tears. Fortunately, the makeup was not heavy and waterproof, but it was not because of the tears that the makeup could not be seen.

Xia Haiqing's tone was pale and painful:
"Yes, I never saw him again. His good friend buried him. Every time I think of him, I hold the ring, or sit in front of his tombstone for a while... and every time I think of him Only when the ring and the tombstone are warmed will I let go or leave, because only in this way can I tell myself that this love has always been warm, even though one of us is gone.”

The reporter was moved again, and turned his head to wipe his tears. According to the previous sessions of the radio station, at this time, the reporter needs to call up the comments from netizens under the online video, select representative ones, ask questions on the spot, and let Xia Haiqing answer.

However, this time there was no problem, only the deep comfort and concern of the netizen to Xia Haiqing.

The reporter felt that some words were very warm and meaningful, so he read them out.

"Miss Xia, friends who are passionate about entertainment have left you with a lot of comforting words. I will pick out a few to share with you now. I hope they can warm your love."

Xia Haiqing nodded: "Okay."

The reporter continued: "A friend wants to say to you: Beautiful little fairy, don't be sad, don't be sad, we firmly believe that time travels, true love has no end, the man you love the most must also love you very deeply, for you, he He will break free from the shackles of his soul and become an invisible angel to protect you. Maybe you can’t see him now, but he can definitely see you, and he will turn into the wind to wipe away your tears and resonate with you in love!”

Xia Haiqing nodded while crying: "Thank you."

The reporter continued:
"Some netizens also said: Because the face is completely changed, the person who died may not necessarily be your true love. Although the chance is very small, we still firmly believe that miracles will come to true love.

Now I have the idea to spread the hero post widely, looking for the other half of the goblin:
The man that the goblin loves, listen carefully, it doesn’t matter whether you are awake, asleep, lying, standing, what kind of appearance you wear, what kind of misunderstandings and fetters you have, after you watch this press conference, After reading this hero post, please stand up, walk to the fairy, and give her a loving hug.

Your woman is crying here, will you feel distressed along with her?
If you love deeply, it will last forever. Natural disasters and man-made disasters are not enough to stop the love between you, so... Please be brave and hold her hand to face the future. "

When the reporter read this passage, Xia Haiqing's collarbone sank deeply, and he couldn't control himself anymore, crying bitterly.

Her teardrops fell into the hearts of tens of millions of netizens so unexpectedly, causing audiences across the country and all the reporters present to cry.

First love is beautiful, but such a deep and cruel true love is heartbreaking.

Mu Ziyuan had already set off, intending to go to the scene to bring Xia Haiqing back, tell her that he is Zhou Xingchen, and tell her not to cry anymore.

His heart was about to break if he cried again.

But today's traffic was extremely congested, and he was stuck in the middle of the road, unable to move an inch.

He was anxious but helpless, and finally turned on the live broadcast of the radio station, wanting to keep an eye on the atmosphere of Xia Haiqing's press conference.

When I heard the netizen's message read by the reporter:

"...The man the goblin loves, listen carefully, it doesn't matter whether you are awake, asleep, lying, standing, what kind of appearance you wear, what kind of misunderstandings and fetters you have, after you read this Press conference, after reading this hero post, please stand up, walk to the goblin, and give her a hug of love...”

When he heard this, he pressed the horn angrily, and was so loud that he was also scolded by the driver in the traffic jam:

"Crazy! Can't you see the traffic jam? You can't even take the horn off!... It's so noisy! Don't press it!"

Mu Ziyuan turned a deaf ear and continued to honk the whistle at a high frequency.

After an unknown amount of time, his eyes were red, and he punched the steering wheel with his last fist.

(End of this chapter)