Mr.President, don't be too bad

Si Mo walked slowly from the door step by step, and then stopped three meters late from Xia Yi.

Xia Yiwan looked at the handsome face close at hand, some happy and angry.

He couldn't say, which made her angry for three days. As a result, he not only came, but also in such an identity?

Seeing Si Mo staring at Xia Yiwan, the reporters immediately burst the pot.

"Mr. Si, sning international is the investor of Qingcheng. Did you invest for Miss Xia Yiwan?"

"President, can you tell us when sning international acquired max?" A reporter asked loudly.

"Mr. Si, what is the relationship between you and Miss Xia?"

Countless questions were thrown over. The reporters were boiling and looked at Si Mo Qi.

Sima's clear eyes swept the crowd, and the corners of his lips raised an obvious radian.

Seeing this, the host immediately handed the microphone to him.

The reporters held their breath and aimed their long guns and short guns at Si Mo, waiting for him to speak.

But the next second, the whole audience suddenly went dark.

"...." everyone.

What's going on?

Sning international hotel had a power failure when its president was about to speak?

Is there anything worse than this?

Just thinking, suddenly someone exclaimed, "look outside!"

With this sound, all the people present looked at the French windows next to them, and finally focused on the building of sning international.

The roof of sning international building is illuminated by a huge beam of light, forming a light curtain in the air.

In the center of the light curtain, a photo slowly emerged.

When she saw the person in the photo, Xia Yiwan immediately covered her lips in surprise.

That was the picture of her first TV play, which has been more than three years since now.

Just then, someone shouted, "look, there are other places!"

When they looked around, they found that there were the same projections on several tall buildings in the distance.

5201, commercial building in Zhongyang square, municipal library

All the projections are late summer.

The crowd was immediately shocked.

The quick response reporter immediately asked, "Mr. Secretary, are you going to confess to Miss Xia?"

They can project in places like sning international, 5201 and the municipal library. They can't think of anyone except Si mo.

Simo didn't answer.

Just then, the picture in the projection was changed. This time, it was the picture of Xia Yiwan falling in the mud in his costume.

In the picture, she was muddy all over, but her eyes flashed a stubborn and unyielding light.

Xia Yiwan's photos one by one, including her crying and her laughing in the orphanage

Xia Yiwan looked at her and burst into tears.

She hasn't seen any of these photos.

Even, she didn't know when and who shot it.

"Chief Secretary, please answer!" Someone shouted, "did you do it?"

"Nonsense! Absolutely, yes ~! "

"Hold the grass! The general manager is so angry! " It was amazing.

"Nonsense, if Mr. Si doesn't have this style, he won't be called Mr. Si!"

In the dark banquet hall, everyone was talking, but Sima was still restrained because he was there.

The pedestrians on the street stopped one after another when they saw this scene.

Many people have known Xia Yiwan for a long time because of these two slander events and Qing Cheng.

Those who don't know are also remembered by others at this moment.

So, in just a few minutes, Xia Yiwan went on a hot search again.