My Neighbor is CEO

"Ouyang, how's Pan'er?" After learning about Zhao Pan'er, Li Qingwan also inquired.

"You've never called to ask your husband. It's not easy to make a phone call or ask someone else, hum." Ouyang Xuan complained that Li Qingwan didn't care about him.

"Oh, you can't wait for your son's vinegar. It's right to care about her as a friend." Although Li Qingwan said this, she also felt a bit self reproach and felt that she owed this man some money.

"Don't worry. Song Zhixin wanted me to help Zhao Pan'er solve the problem, but Mrs. Lu has come forward for her." Ouyang Xuan was joking with Li Qingwan. How could he bear to blame Li Qingwan.

"Oh, that's good. After all, some indignant youths will not forgive others. I hope my son will be OK." Li Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Qingwan and Ouyang Xuan told each other some thoughts before hanging up the phone. After all, there is still a time difference between China and the United States. It is midnight here in the daytime.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qingwan was absent-minded and Ouyang Xuan couldn't fall asleep.

Zhao paner's press conference was held as scheduled.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we hereby hold this press conference for the photos you took that day and those untrue public opinions. I hope you will report the contents of the meeting truthfully, and don't spread some impure events. After the meeting, please go to the guest's office to get red packets." Su man on the stage spoke first.

"Miss Zhao Pan'er, do you and Su Yu really have such things reported by the outside world?" A reporter from the stage asked.

"Those don't exist. Su Yu and I met in the" kiss you one centimeter "play. I always treat him as a younger brother. How can there be those things that are reported by the outside world?" Zhao Pan'er said slowly.

"Miss Zhao Pan'er, what happened when I saw you at the airport that day?" Another reporter asked Zhao Pan'er.

"What's the difference between being friends? Can't you be a public figure and have some small fights with friends? "

"If Miss Zhao Pan'er meets the right person, will she still be together?" I don't know which reporter suddenly asked this question.

"No more." Zhao Pan'er thinks of song Zhixin again. I don't know why he always thinks of song Zhixin recently. However, he always thinks of him when he is abandoned.

"Is it because of Mr. Song Zhixin?" I don't know when this name has always been a taboo of Zhao Pan'er. Although I think of him occasionally, no one has ever said it directly.

"No, I'm busy with my work now, and I don't want to associate with anyone anymore.".. Well, let's end the reception everywhere today. " Zhao Pan'er finished the reception for fear that anyone else would mention the name.

To tell you the truth, Su man's PR work is really good. He has been in the entertainment industry for many years.

On the second day of the reception, the negative news about Zhao Pan'er and Su Yu gradually disappeared.

Some media even came out to blame the reporters who had created public opinion for Zhao Pan'er and Su Yu.

Of course, in addition to Su man's good PR work, Lu Xingyun also helped a lot in the dark.

After Lu Xingyun got married, Mrs. Lu almost left the business of entertainment to Lu Xingyun. Lu Xingyun, he Xia and Zhao Pan'er had already become good friends through that play. When they learned that Zhao Pan'er was in trouble, they certainly helped.

"Maybe she won't like me any more. If she doesn't like me, she can't be forced to do it." Su Yu looked at the press conference with a lost smile.

A week later, the public opinion that Zhao paner and Su Yu were together finally disappeared, and Zhao Pan'er could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Zhao Pan'er's public opinion crisis disappeared, thanks to Su man public relations and Lu Shao Ye's secret help." Ouyang Xuan sent the message to song Zhixin and Li Qingwan.

"Just disappear." Song Zhixin's locked brows can finally be extended.

"Just disappear. I miss you, Ouyang." Li Qingwan is happy for Zhao Pan'er, the public opinion disappears, and reveals his missing for Ouyang.

"Good, sleep." Ouyang helplessly gave Li Qingwan a reply.