A ray of white moonlight

Chapter 495 I Can Only Send and Receive Newspapers
Amanda's voice on the other end of the phone was very clear, probably scolding, speaking standard London accent English.

"Do you understand, Anna, how many times have I said it? Fashion people don't involve political affairs! Even if there is a big problem in Anxi Port, what does it have to do with you and me? Our publications still make money... Listen carefully, Come back right now, BEA is not allowed to take care of this!"

Amanda's order on the phone was very incontrovertible, and she also emphasized: "If you insist on taking care of this, you may only be able to send and receive newspapers in the mailroom of middle and high schools from now on."

This is a naked threat, and she can do it.

If Amanda was offended, she, Lu Yi, would probably not be able to get along in the newspaper industry. Indeed, the only thing she could do was to send and receive newspapers.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yiyi squeezed his mobile phone and watched the journalists running back and forth outside Anxi Port and the people concerned about the progress.

Some people were holding their children and watching the development of the situation in fear. The nearby police cars were still flashing neon lights, and their running footsteps kicked up dust, making the atmosphere here look very tense.

Occasionally, there are voices from around, discussing:

"I heard that Mr. Liang, the CEO of Anxi Port, has been interrogated."

"Really? Why?"

"I don't know. Hey, what's the matter? I don't know if anyone was injured? It would be great if someone could give me a letter."

Hearing the messy voices and discussions, Lu Yiyi turned on the walkie-talkie, tuned to Channel [-], took a long breath, and asked with a confused expression, "Li Yang, are you sure you are doing it for the rights and interests of the people?"

Accompanied by the creaking noise, the other end of the walkie-talkie pondered for a while, and said solemnly: "I am sure, as long as my sister-in-law can maintain the popularity of public opinion, we can open the box and inspect the goods, and give the truth to the people."

Hearing Li Yang's answer, Lu Yi sank, and when he closed his eyes and opened them again, a clear smile flashed:

"Okay, from now on, eleven hours, this is what I can fight for you."

As soon as Lu Yi finished speaking, he turned off the walkie-talkie again.

When she turned her head, under the clear sky, Xu Qian beside her was already full of joy, and by the way, the interviewers of the BEA team were also very excited, because they felt that they might be about to do something big!
Lu Yiyi showed a smiling face, nodded at them, and turned his eyes to Ou Chen's face. It was rare that he didn't see him questioning her decision.

I saw that, keeping his composure, he took the mobile phone that she had hung up on Amanda a long time ago, looked at the dark screen, and after half a ring, he smiled contemplatively:
"You really sang a heroic and bloody drama. Eleven hours...does it count as the time it took for Amanda to fly over from London to fire you?"

Ou Chen's words caused the excited people present to fall into a state of worry.

However, soon, Lu Yiyi dismissed them: "Don't worry, I will take care of this alone, and you will not be fired. If you have time to mourn here, you might as well cheer me up. From now on, close the door." All communication with the headquarters is only subject to my on-site arrangement."

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Yiyi took out all the instruments again and raised the microphone.

When she was ready, seeing Ou Chen, who had never supported her, took the initiative to pick up the camera.

Lu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment, and his surprised expression could be seen at a glance.

But Ou Chen is calm and calm: "Don't look at me like that, I don't have the consciousness to live and die with you. After Amanda comes, I will never admit that I carried the camera. It's just about the camera. Who here is better than me? I just want to take a picture of your last anchor, and keep it as a posthumous photo."

"Get out!" Lu Yiyi rewarded Ou Chen with a fist on the head. However, he did not deprive him of the fun of taking photos, and led their group into the crowd...

This seems to have turned into a pleading, or a demonstration.

But no matter what, after all, there was an upsurge of public opinion outside the gate of Anxi Port.

(End of this chapter)