The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 476 Live broadcast

Ye Jian didn't urge him, but quietly waited for Zhao Zhen to react.

Zhao Zhen clenched her fists, turned around and walked in.

On the second floor, there is a barren stand, and under the stand is the auditorium where the research institute usually gives reports and lectures.

At this moment, the auditorium was filled with dense crowds of spectators, as well as media reporters carrying long guns and short cannons.

Familiar people are whispering to each other, perhaps because they are in the vortex of history and cultural relics, giving people a sense of heaviness, and even the footsteps on the carpet are unconsciously lightened, for fear of disturbing anything.

In the stands, on the sofa in the center, sat a young man, holding a newspaper and burning a cup of tea.

Zhao Zhen pursed her lips, walked over and said, "Cousin."

The man didn't look up, and pointed to the seat next to him: "Sit down."

Zhao Zhen sat down cautiously, and noticed with sharp eyes that the front page of the newspaper was a report about Der Spiegel.

Both good and bad, this is the current evaluation of her by the people of Jiangzhou and the media.

"Cousin, what did you call me here for?"

Ran Tengxiao raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "The hot spot you concocted, of course you have to see the result with your own eyes."

Zhao Zhen smiled but didn't smile: "Cousin, what are you talking about?"

Ran Tengxiao glanced at her lightly, that cold look made Zhao Zhen's breath suddenly suffocated, as if her throat was restrained by the hand of death.

"I hope you are pretending to be stupid, not really stupid."

Hua Luo lowered his head and looked at the newspaper, never looking at her again.

Zhao Zhen's cheeks were burning hot.

Her gaze fell downstairs, when the door on the right side of the auditorium opened, and a group of bodyguards in black walked in. With such a big scene, the media at the scene immediately focused their cameras on the door.

The visitor was in his thirties, wearing a blue haute couture suit, his gestures were elegant, gentle, mature and calm, and his calm and relaxed aura was daunting.

For a moment, the scene was in commotion.

"It's Mr. Shen. I didn't expect him to attend such an occasion. Why didn't any news be revealed in advance?"

"What's so magical about this little press conference that Mr. Shen can be invited..."

Shen Zhou, the CEO and executive director of Shenzhou Group, is the biggest legend in the business world of Huaguo. He started from scratch and created a business empire worth hundreds of billions of dollars. However, he himself is very low-key and humble. He does not have the shrewd and hostile spirit of a capitalist. The humble gentleman.

But his social status and legendary experience are destined to be the target of people chasing him no matter where he appears.

A legendary king who sits in the center of the CBD, now appears in a little-known small auditorium, and in an instant, this slightly humble auditorium is full of splendor.

Before everyone could recover from the shock, the characters who came next made everyone's jaw drop.

"Mr. Shen, it turned out to be Mr. Shen, I must be dazzled."

"Mrs. Shen is here too. What kind of press conference is this? I'm shocked."

The media reporters did not dare to make loud noises, they could only widen their eyes to express their inner shock.

When Ming Jing and Qu Feitai appeared, everyone was numb.

It's been a long time since Qu Feitai disappeared. A top player who has been in the sky for so long, according to the law of the entertainment industry, he should have been eliminated long ago.

But there is a prerequisite, which is to rely on the top stream of face or marketing.

But Qu Feitai, as we all know, his talent is more precious than his sculpted face, relying on his strength to speak, even if he disappears for a year, there will always be a place for him in the entertainment industry.

And Ming Jing, the young lady who has been deeply involved in negative public opinion, appeared here calmly at this moment, which surprised everyone.

But thinking about it carefully, it fits her style very well.

Even if the sky falls, our "living Bodhisattva" probably won't frown.

In a hurry, a new intern from the media wanted to interview Der Spiegel. Since the negative news broke out, this is the first time she has been exposed to the public. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you can grab an exclusive, I will definitely Can be corrected.

"Miss Ming Jing, do you have anything to say about the whole Internet's doubts about you being a murderer? Is your silence an acquiescence?"

"The outside world said that JC covered you and concealed the fact that you killed someone for you? Do you have any explanation for this?"

There was a moment of silence in the entire auditorium, so quiet that you could hear the drop of a needle.

The young male reporter's eyes sparkled with excitement, he blocked Ming Jing in the aisle, the microphone was stuck on Ming Jing's chin, his eyes were burning waiting for her explanation.

Shen Zhou's face darkened, and he was about to stand up when Shen Shaojian, who was sitting beside him, waved his hand.

"There's no need to panic, she can handle this situation by herself."

Mrs. Shen complained: "This reporter wants to grab the headlines, but unfortunately, he asked questions without even knowing the facts. I think this reporter has achieved the end of his career."

Her eyes fell on the media logo under the microphone held in the reporter's hand, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Apple Video? I remember this is an industry under the name of Mr. Shen, right?"

Even my eldest lady dared to step on her foot, it was really boring.

Shen Zhou's complexion became even more serious.

Being questioned so impolitely, Ding Jing was not angry at all, and was always calm and elegant.

She stepped back slightly, with a gentle smile on her lips, her eyes calm and quiet, like the spring light in April, bringing warmth to people.

"I didn't kill anyone."

The soft voice carried undeniable power, reverberating in every corner of the auditorium, clearly falling on everyone's ears.

Deafening.

She said: "As a media practitioner, grasping the direction that guides public opinion, how important is the responsibility on your shoulders? Unconfirmed news spreads at will. If it is not me, but a psychologically fragile person who faces all this, you It's killing people, you know?"

The girl's gentle but firm question stunned everyone, including the young male reporter.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Facing the so beautiful face in front of her that she couldn't pick out a single flaw, her eyes were clear and mysterious, like an eternal cold pool, cold from head to toe.

Qu Feitai said in a deep voice: "That's right, you media who are afraid of chaos in the world, why are you spreading rumors all day long? Wait for the summons from the court later, and collectively wait for an apology to Mingjing."

Der Spiegel didn't look at anyone anymore, and calmly walked to the first row of audience seats.

Mrs. Shen greeted with a smile: "Ming Jing, sit here."

She patted the empty seat beside her: "It's specially reserved for you."

Everyone saw that Ming Jing had such a close relationship with Mrs. Shen, and their eyes changed.

"You are Qu Feitai, right? I have met a real person. Your songs are very nice, especially the one in white clothes. I really like it."

Madam Shen looked at Qu Feitai with a smile.

Qu Feitai said with a humble attitude: "Ma'am, that's amazing."

"Hey, it's not a good thing for young people to be too modest. After staying with Ming Jing for a long time, I've also got her temper. Young people should be full of vigor and high spirits. Besides, your talent in the entertainment industry is second to none. No one dares to be number one, this arrogance is still necessary, otherwise the edges and corners will be smoothed, and people will be boring.”

Qu Feitai listened carefully, and then said: "Thank you Ma'am, I have been taught."

Mrs. Shen smiled and waved her hands: "Not to mention, I just like to communicate with you young people, it makes me feel like I'm back when I was young."

She looked at the boy in front of her with admiration in her eyes.

The third son of the Qu family, the younger brother of Qu Lanting, is really a talent.

Standing with Ming Jing, she is really a golden boy and a jade girl, a perfect match, the soul of the winding path CP in her body is burning.

This thought was quickly suppressed.

Amitabha, this is a blasphemy against Master Mingjing. Master Mingjing will have a greater good fortune in the future, instead of being deeply involved in the love of his children.

The hour hand pointed to six o'clock, Li Chengze glanced at his assistant: "How are you getting ready?"

The assistant made an OK gesture, "Tonight's press conference will be broadcast live by 180 media around the world. The on-site original face restoration technology will definitely shock people at home and abroad. Technology has a much more complete understanding of….”

Li Chengze was stunned for a moment: "Did the Liu family send someone to invite?"

The assistant replied: "Invited, our people went to Liuxian Town to invite Patriarch Liu, but Patriarch Liu went to another place for a meeting, it's a pity..."

Just then, two people walked in.

They were very young, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a gray retro robe. It was a bit nondescript in this era, but it seemed to be tailor-made for the man.

The girl next to him is wearing a dazzling red dress, with a petite figure, big wavy curly hair lazily draped over her shoulders, a palm-sized face that is delicate and fair, skin that can be broken by blows, and a very deceptive appearance, but the girl But his eyes are extremely shrewd and sharp, his brows are flying with arrogance, and there is a kind of arrogant arrogance, which is not easy to provoke at first glance.

The girl turned her eyes around, paused on someone, then quickly moved away, pursed her lips, and snorted arrogantly.

The young man beside her smiled helplessly.

"When I was at home, I often talked about it, and even scolded those rumormongers on the Internet. I was so angry that I dropped several antique vases. Why did you become cowardly when you met a real person?"

The girl gave him a white look: "Am I afraid of her? Are you kidding me, I just came to see her end with my own eyes."

Then everyone saw Li Chengze greeted him in person, and the girl seemed to be ignorant.

For a moment, I was shocked by the identity of this girl.

"Miss Liu, Young Master Liu, I am so happy that you can come, please sit down." Li Chengze had heard about the Liu family for a long time, and was very curious about such a mysterious hundred-year-old clan. Young people have a pivotal position in the Liu family. They are the heirs of the next generation and the mainstay of the future. Naturally, they cannot be neglected.

Liu Muxue folded her hands on her chest, "Seeing how sincere you are, why don't you come here reluctantly."

The corner of Li Chengze's mouth twitched.

Liu Jingyun smiled and said: "Sister She is spoiled by the elders in the family, and she speaks indiscriminately. I hope Professor Li can't be blamed."

Li Chengze rubbed his nose, naturally he wouldn't care about a little girl.

"Take your seats, both of you."

Liu Muxue walked in front of Qu Feitai, and said condescendingly: "Let me go."

Behind him, Liu Jingyun shook her head helplessly: "Xue'er, can you stop making trouble?"

Liu Muxue snorted and said, "Who is making trouble, I just like this position, Qu Feitai, will you let me?"

Qu Feitai originally wanted not to bother with a little girl, she was still Ming Jing's best friend, the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they could talk to each other when they were sitting together, who knew that this girl would not be polite when she opened her mouth.

Qu Feitai is not a bad tempered master either, "Is this the tone of your begging?"

Liu Muxue glanced at Ming Jing who was sitting quietly beside her, and ground her teeth: "Let me go, why are there so many nonsense?"

"You..." When Qu Feitai was on the verge of rage, his cool palm fell on the back of his hand, easily brushing away the dryness in his heart.

Ming Jing raised his eyes, "Axue, after the press conference, it doesn't matter how you blame me, don't waste everyone's time."

Liu Muxue snorted, and sat down next to Qu Feitai.

Liu Jingyun and Ming Jing looked at each other, and at the same time smiled helplessly, Liu Jingyun walked to the seat next to Liu Muxue and sat down.

Mrs. Shen clicked her tongue: "This girl is really hot-tempered, and she's really worried about her future spouse."

Jiangzhou Airport.

Bo Lianye and Su Wen came out from the exit.

The sky is getting dark and the neon is getting brighter.

"This is the first time I've come to Jiangzhou. It's much warmer than Jingzhou. By the way, I heard that the night view of Qujiang is beautiful. We must go and see it when we have time."

Bo Lianye ignored Su Wen and dialed a number with her mobile phone.

She and her little aunt are the closest, so she made a call to Bo Yujiang, but unfortunately no one answered the two calls in a row.

Bo Lianye put her phone in her pocket and hailed a taxi.

Su Wen asked curiously, "Why didn't you call Uncle Bo? He's also in Jiangzhou."

Bo Lianye shook her head: "No, my uncle will definitely blame me for running around. If he tells my father, my father will definitely send someone to pick me up immediately. If it's not an emergency, don't contact my uncle."

In fact, she had been separated from her brother-in-law for more than ten years, and now her brother-in-law made her inexplicably afraid.

Su Wen sighed: "Okay then."

Glancing at the Internet, Su Wen waved her phone excitedly: "Let's go to the gate of the police station to watch the excitement."

Bo Lianye was a little embarrassed: "This is not very good."

"It's okay, we will hide in the crowd, wear hats and masks, and no one will find us."

Bo Lianye half-pushed and came to the gate of the police station. When she got out of the car, she was shocked by the huge crowd in front of her.

The road was blocked for a full two miles, and before I saw the gate of the police station, I saw a dense sea of ​​people.

At the top of the hot search list, Ming Jing's name is followed by a red hot word.

Su Wen took Bo Lianye and squeezed into the crowd with difficulty. You pushed each other, and Bo Lianye's face turned green.

"It's half past six, what the hell are you doing? Are you trying to procrastinate? Everyone's time is not wasted by you like this."

In the crowd, a girl's shrill voice was heard, which instantly overwhelmed a large noise.

Bo Lianye was stunned for a moment, and saw a super-large TV at the entrance of the police station. Now that the live broadcast channel was turned on, the first thing that came into view was Ming Jing's picturesque face.

The ratio of the TV will deform the face of the person, making him fat or ugly, which is commonly known as unphotogenic.

But the girl in the picture is still so beautiful. For a moment, everyone was shocked by the sudden beauty. The boiling crowd seemed to be suddenly poured a basin of cold water, and fell silent for a moment.