Deep love only for you

"I don't have the manuscript now, because my manuscript has been handed in." ouyangmi sighed a sigh of relief when he saw that his topic had been turned off.

For a moment, the reporters in the hall who were just moved by her story suddenly changed the wind again. Because of her words, the whole audience was in an uproar.

"Miss Ouyang, what's the matter? In fact, you say that the original has been handed in because you don't have it?"

A reporter stood up and asked ouyangmi loudly. A loud voice penetrated the whole noisy hall and every corner.

"Miss Ouyang, can you say something?"

"Yes, why don't you talk again?"

The reporters were excited. If they hadn't seen ouyangmi surrounded by two tall men who didn't look easy to provoke, they might have crowded to her.

"Be quiet!"

Jiang Mian picked up the microphone and roared again. The hall was quiet for two seconds. She took the opportunity to roar again:

"You have a long mouth? You can talk? You've been talking here. How can you let her talk?"

The reporters still remember the fear of being pierced by her magic sound. For a moment, they didn't dare to move any more. Instead, they looked at ouyangmi on the podium and stared at her one by one.

Ouyangmi was stared at by so many people at the same time. Suddenly his scalp was numb and he unconsciously squeezed his fist. After a moment, he realized that his hand was still holding brother Chen Xi's hand.

She felt brother Chen Xi's gentle and powerful gaze, reacted, picked up the microphone, threw a grateful look at Jiang Mian, and saw Jiang Mian compare an OK gesture to herself.

Yes, there are so many friends supporting her. What else should she be afraid of?

"I really don't have the original, because my original was handed over to editor Zhou of Hongti weekly, so I don't have the original in hand now. If she wants, she should be able to testify for me."

Ouyangmi said with a calm face, and the Qi field around the whole person gradually calmed down and settled down.

"But editor Zhou didn't mention it at all when he was interviewed two days ago."

Another reporter also stood up and expressed his doubts, which immediately aroused heated discussion among other journalists.

"That's why I want to hold this press conference alone today."

Ouyangmi suddenly took out a portable hard disk from his pocket, held it up and showed it to the public, and said:

"I thought editor Zhou and Reddy weekly would help me clarify this matter after they got my manuscript, but now it seems that I obviously have high expectations for both Reddy weekly and editor Zhou."

"This USB flash disk contains a video I accidentally recorded when I handed it over to editor Zhou. I believe everyone will have a final conclusion on this matter after watching this video."

"What video is this? Can I play it now?"

"Of course."

Ouyangmi inserted the USB flash disk into the computer, and soon the projector began to play a video recorded by the mobile phone.

In the picture, there is only one hand and the painting in hand. Although the picture quality is not very clear, it can still see clearly that the painting on the manuscript is indeed the original.

In addition to the picture, the dialogue between Ouyang MI and Zhou Zhu in the video is also clear and audible:

"Then my manuscript will be entrusted to editor Zhou. Now I don't know how many eyes are staring at me. I can only rely on editor Zhou."

"Of course, you can rest assured if you leave it to me."

"Thank you, editor in chief Zhou. When I find the surveillance video, I can wash away the stigma and won't involve Hongti."

Then before long, there was a sound of closing the door, and the picture and sound stopped suddenly.

Seeing things turn around again, the reporters at the bottom can't believe it easily this time, and their attitudes have become vigilant.