Who Says I Don't Love You

I thought this press conference was to disclose Zhengyu's ugly behavior, but I didn't expect this reporter to take advantage of it. Instead, the bribery of the director became the biggest highlight of the press conference. Mu Yichen didn't know who made the wedding dress for.

But reporters don't care about this. They can make a profit. How can they miss such good news. So they pressed me again and again, as if they wouldn't give up if I didn't tell them about bribery.

"What I used to take was really my design draft. I think the traditional handicrafts need to be inherited, so I would like to ask the Organizing Committee for information. I think it is necessary to publicize, so I will go to the director for discussion."

"Don't talk so grandiose. You must have bribed, and the people involved have admitted it. We trust president Mu's character very much, and the evidence he gave is really credible, but your words are difficult to convince the public, and I don't believe it. Besides, didn't you hand in the manuscript when you first signed up? Now you say you'll take the manuscript again, it's not at all It's hard to convince the public. Do you think so? "

"Yes! Yes!"

Of course, the journalists are eloquent. Compared with them, I must be much inferior. Some of the audience nodded in agreement with the reporter's point of view, some fell into meditation, and some looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"I went with my colleagues at that time. She can testify for me!"

I suddenly thought of Yan Yanyan. She was the witness of the day. She was the only one present.

"Your colleagues? That's no good. To put it bluntly, aren't they your employees? Do they dare to refute your words? Who believes it!"

At this time, another reporter nearby stood up, "call your colleague and we'll listen to her. Now so many reporters are broadcasting live, she can certainly tell the truth."

A few minutes later, Yan Yanyan was taken to the scene. As soon as she looked at her face, she knew that she was frightened by the scene. Timidly looking at the reporters under the stage, with a mouse who did something wrong, shrinking his head and wandering his eyes.

"Are you the one who went to the Fashion Week Organizing Committee with director Mo?" the reporter took the lead in asking Yan Yanyan.

Immediately, the "click" sound of the camera under the stage sounded, and Yan Yanyan couldn't help but step back. After all, I can understand that he is not used to the spotlight.

"When you went to the Fashion Week Organizing Committee together, did you know whether the document bag in director Mo's hand was the information of the design draft or the money?"

Yan Yanyan didn't immediately answer the reporter's questions, but moved her hand on her face. At this time, she turned her head and looked at me. I don't know what she meant?

"Just tell the truth. Don't be afraid." the reporter beside encouraged Yan Yanyan, "we are all live broadcasting. No one dares to treat you. They are also afraid of the law. I don't believe that Mu is always such a prestigious person and doesn't let his subordinates tell the truth."

The reporter took the lead in blocking Mu Yichen's mouth. There are too many tricks. I get angry when I see such people.

"No, I'm not afraid." Yan Yanyan said suddenly and excitedly, "director Mo did have a file bag in her hand when she came out of the office, but she packed it when she took it out. I don't know what it contains, she didn't tell me, and I don't have the reason to ask! Don't ask me, I don't know anything."

'I don't know anything'? What is this? I thought I forced her to do something shady! I heard a clue. The reporter's ears are so thief. How could he have made such a mistake.

"Yan Yan!" I yelled at her excitedly.

"Director Mo, I really don't know! Think about it. When you came out of the office, you already held the document bag!" at this time, Yan Yanyan turned to the reporter: "although I didn't see the things in the document bag with my own eyes, I believe our director's character, she certainly wouldn't do that."

"You are a man of Hanyun. Of course, you will help your director speak." the reporter replied discontentedly: "You didn't see the things in the file bag, so you have no reason to say that it wasn't money. If it wasn't money, why did you go? Didn't you hand in the manuscript long ago? Why did you send it again alone? It was rejected. If you begged, you must have sent the money."

"You, this is a false accusation." Yan Yanyan is angry instead.

"I dare to say so only when the evidence is conclusive," the reporter retorted.

The two of them just sang and agreed, but pushed the matter to a climax, which could hardly end.

"Enough, shut up!" Mu Yichen was worried and stared at Yan Yanyan for half a second. Then he turned his head and focused his fierce eyes on the reporter: "you'd better be responsible for what you just said, and the director sitting in front of the TV. Are you ready to bear the consequences for selling your personality for money?"

The reporters under the stage looked at each other, looked a little nervous, and were frozen there.

"What I said is true!" the reporter still insisted on his opinion.

"As a media person, you have the obligation to find the facts and seek the truth for the people. If you lie about the news for your own selfish desires, then I can clearly tell you that your career as a journalist is at an end, and it will lead to the disaster of imprisonment. I mu Yichen will do what I say. Be careful."

"Don't think you can threaten me if you are the boss of Yixing. I'm not afraid!"

"I'm not threatening you as the boss of Yixing, but I'll show you what it's like to threaten me."

Mu Yichen's loud and sharp voice resounded through the whole venue.

"It seems that I have been too honest recently. Anyone dares to bully me. From now on, I want you to see my real face."

The press conference ended with Mu Yichen's tough attitude. The problems about my personal feelings on the Internet became smaller and smaller, but the matter of my bribing the director of the organizing committee became more and more intense.

I am the design director of Hanyun, representing the image of the company. Therefore, Hanyun is bound to be doomed. As long as there is public opinion, there is no shortage of spectators.

Back in the office, I bitterly explained to Mu Yichen, "Yichen, I really didn't bribe him. I just wanted to find a way to beg him. I really didn't do that."

"I know, I believe you." Mu Yichen's affirmation has brought me great encouragement. As long as he believes in me, I'm not afraid of anything.

I'm really worried about what comes from what. Before, no matter how big the public opinion was, it was all personal feelings and family affairs, but now it's different. It's even related to the company. Mu Yichen must have made a lot of efforts for Yixing. If Hanyun brings difficulties to the listing of Yixing, I will be a sinner for thousands of years.

Just then, the door was knocked open. It was my assistant.

"Director Mo, general manager mu."

"What's up?"

"That..."

"Say!"

Seeing the appearance of the assistant, Mu Yichen was in a hurry.

"Just now elta company called and said that there is such a scandal in our company. They plan to terminate the contract and they don't want all orders. They also asked our company to pay compensation, which will cost 3 million."

The assistant finished his words in one breath and couldn't help but step back. Maybe he was afraid that Mu Yichen would get angry.

"Elta? Give me their phone number and I'll explain to them myself."

I know that as long as elta's order is returned, the next company will return the order. Then our previous investment will be wasted. I must not let this happen.

"I see. Go out!"

Mu Yichen kicked my assistant out. I don't know what to do.

"I'll go to elta company and make it clear. Should there be no problem?" I asked tentatively.

Mu Yichen turned around and hugged me. "Silly boy, of course, men should do this kind of thing. Just go back and have a good rest! Don't worry about me."

"Yi Chen, I'm sorry..."

Just a few simple words, my heart is sour. Tears couldn't help falling down. I was so fragile and weak in front of him. I want to rely on his shoulder, I want to rely on his strength.

The problem always comes to me. Everything I do is wrong.