The playwright lady overturned again

Jian Moran took a deep breath, trying to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and said softly: "An Diya, I have something to tell you, is it convenient to meet now?"

Her tone was quite dignified, which made people unconsciously tense up.

Andia's relaxed expression softened a little, and she frowned and said, "I'm afraid we need to talk on the phone first. I still have a commercial here to shoot. If we meet, it may be late at night."

Jian Moran pondered for a moment, then said softly: "Then let's talk on the phone. I'll make a long story short, so I won't delay your shooting."

Although it was a little difficult to speak, Jian Moran still said it: "I asked you to live broadcast the matter of bringing the goods, I'm afraid... I'm going to miss the appointment, I'm sorry."

Andrea was silent for a moment.

She didn't expect that something that she thought was a sure thing could go wrong.

Jian Moran didn't like this strange atmosphere of silence, and quickly answered: "Next time I have the opportunity to cooperate, I will consider you as soon as possible. This time we have too many problems. I I also thought about it, if we continue to cooperate, I am afraid that you will be affected and resisted, and you also know that many people are now boycotting our products."

Andrea finally came to her senses, smiled and said, "It's okay, you don't need to feel sorry, I understand, then let's cooperate next time."

Jian Moran could tell that Andea's laughter and tone were somewhat forced.

But she had no choice but to say: "I'm really sorry, I can recommend other products to you, if you need."

"Not for the time being." Andia rejected her, "I've been quite busy recently, and I have accepted some advertisements one after another."

She originally wanted to take advantage of Yu Ni's reputation, hoping to transform, and didn't want to be just an entertainment anchor.

She was the one who took the initiative to find Jian Moran, and it wasn't that Jian Moran needed her.

Jian Moran still felt a little bit sorry, so she said, "If you have time, I'll treat you to dinner."

An Diya only thought it was a polite talk, so she agreed casually. When she heard that she was urged to go to the shoot, Jian Moran hung up the phone.

After get off work, Huo Jinyan came downstairs to pick her up at the company, but he didn't take her back directly, and said mysteriously, "Ranran, I'll take you to a place."

Jian Moran was a little curious: "Where are you going?"

Huo Jinyan pretended to be mysterious: "You will know when you arrive."

The car drove forward slowly, and would soon leave the city, Jian Moran looked at the scenery outside, and slowly guessed: "Are you going to the beach?"

The beach can already be seen, the night is hazy, the street lights on the beach are shining on the sea surface, sparkling, Huo Jinyan nodded: "Yes."

Jian Moran turned her head and looked out the car window, her gaze was far away: "Why do you suddenly think of the seaside?"

Huo Jinyan parked the car, dragged Jian Moran to the beach, and said as he walked, "Ranran, I know you've been very upset recently, too many things happened, even though you pretended to be a normal person The same, but everything is suppressed in my heart."

Having been together for so long, Huo Jinyan knows too well what kind of person Jian Moran is.

She looked bluffing and heartless, but her heart was softer than anyone else's, but she didn't show it on the surface.

"I don't know what I can do for you." Huo Jinyan's tone softened, he turned his head to look into Jian Moran's eyes, and said softly, "I'm just going to take you out to relax. I can’t go far away, so I can only come here.”

Jian Moran was indeed too tense recently, her face gradually relaxed, she reached out and hugged Huo Jinyan's waist: "I'm sorry, I made you worry recently."

"Don't tell me you're sorry, Ranran..." Huo Jinyan reached out and touched the back of her head, rubbing her hair gently, "I just hope that in the future, you won't hide everything in your heart and rely on me more Come on, I want to help you too."

The feeling of being cared about was so appropriate.

The corners of Jian Moran's mouth rose slightly, and he was in a good mood: "Okay."

The two were walking on the beach holding hands. Jian Moran lifted his foot and kicked the sand, and said in a relaxed tone: "Sometimes I really don't want to care about these things at all, and I just want to be with you, but...it's so simple Wishes are difficult to implement.”

Jian Yicheng doesn't know how to run a company, if she doesn't care about anything, it's really over.

Before she finished speaking, she continued without waiting for Huo Jinyan to open her mouth, "I couldn't escape these things. From the moment I was born, while enjoying the superior life that Jane's family brought me, I also This burden has to be shouldered.”

She also feels annoying sometimes and wants to escape.

But the second this thought arises, she will feel a sense of guilt, and then work harder to solve these problems, wanting to lead the classroom group to get better and better.

She tried her best, but why everything in front of her was getting worse and worse.

Huo Jinyan looked at the gauze wrapped around her forehead, as well as the small wounds on her face and neck, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

There was nothing he could do for Jian Moran, the only thing he could do was to give her a hug when she needed it, to let her know that he was not alone.

He sighed helplessly, subconsciously feeling that he was somewhat useless, and his voice became hoarse: "Ranran, no matter what choice that person makes, I will be by your side."

Although this sentence is light, it can promise a lot.

The two stayed on the beach for a long time, and it wasn't until the evening wind became a little cooler that Huo Jinyan said: "Go back, Ranran, don't catch a cold."

The next day, the scene of the press conference.

Jian Moran looked at the crowd of people below, and still had the speech scripts that Ji Jie had given her in her hand.

When Ji Jie just asked her to come up, she was very cautious and cautious: "Boss, no matter what they ask, you must calm down, don't get excited, and follow the script."

In fact, Ji Jie was needlessly nervous.

Jian Moran was not so confused about the situation.

After so many days of fermenting public opinion, it is time to clarify some things.

Jian Moran's cooperation made Jian Yicheng a little surprised. He looked at the person who was calmly responding to the media's questions on the stage, and his eyes deepened a little.

Until a reporter asked a rather sharp question: "Mr. Jian, I don't know if it's convenient for Fang to disclose. The reason why you went to Lin Tao's parents yesterday was because you felt sorry for their family, or because you didn't feel satisfied enough and wanted to humiliate them? "

As we all know, today's press conference is mainly about Jian Yicheng becoming the chairman, the protagonist is Jian Yicheng, and the supporting role is left for Jian Moran to deal with some previous problems, and it is also to give consumers an explanation.

As for the sharp question asked by the reporter, his eyes were not on the script at all.

Her face turned cold.

As soon as she was silent, the reporter became even more aggressive: "As far as we know, Lin Tao's parents are already very old, and their daughter is still young."

She didn't give Jian Moran any time to react, and asked with a cold face: "You just explained that Zhou Qunfen's death was due to an internal struggle within the group, and you were responsible, but not the murderer, so why did you bother her family?" Woolen cloth?"

The reporter stood below, pointed the microphone at Jian Moran, and asked again: "Could it be that you were also involved in harassing Lin Tao's family before? Or, in fact, you knew about it, but you just acquiesced, right?" ?”

All of this was broadcast live, including Jian Moran's current expression and reaction.

These expressions are her real reactions when she hears these questions, and she can't fake it at all.

It took a lot of effort for Jian Moran to calm herself down, staring at the self-righteous reporter below with a gloomy face, her tone was as cold as ice: "Which media is yours?"

"It's not important." The reporter evaded the important point, "Does the question I asked make you feel uncomfortable answering it directly? Do you want to know which media I belong to and retaliate against me afterwards?"

Jian Moran's gaze briefly moved away from the reporter, and landed on Jian Yicheng in the front row.

He frowned, looking slightly displeased.

Jian Moran originally thought that all of this was planned by him, but seeing his expression now, she became a little uncertain.

Jian Moran lowered her eyes slightly, and her tone was cold: "I just think that if you ask such inappropriate words in a formal place, and use your malice to suspect and arrange others at will, your professionalism has already been fed to the dog. Sad that your company has employees like you."

The reporter froze for a moment, but before he could react, Ji Jie had brought someone to his side: "Sorry, sir, the question you asked has nothing to do with today's press conference, we have the right not to answer it, please don't mess around, If you don't want to stay, you can go out first."

Behind her, there were two security guards with cold faces.

The reporter was a little annoyed, and couldn't care less about his posture, and yelled at Jian Moran: "You are guilty, right? Do you dare to say that you really didn't think about targeting Lin Tao's family? Do you dare to say that you didn't do it to buy people's hearts yesterday? Are you pretending to be a good person?"

"And why the question I asked has nothing to do with the press conference?" The reporter was a little annoyed, and his tone became anxious, "It hit your sore spot, so you avoided it?"

He came today just to make trouble.

If every media outlet gets the same information, what kind of breaking news is there?

Besides, he didn't say these suspicions. People on the Internet said so, and he didn't think he was too much.

"I can definitely sue you for slander." Jian Moran has calmed down, looking at the reporter with contempt, "So many people here want to know these things, they all want to know these things, but none of them Like you, do you know why?"

The reporter stared at Jian Moran with his neck stuck.

"Because they are smarter than you." Jian Moran's tone was dull, "It's one thing not to offend me, but another very important point is that, as media people, they know that they shouldn't be chasing rumors."

Jian Moran has experienced too many things in the past two days.

In the past, this kind of thing must have filled her with anger.

But now, she calmed down quickly, and said word by word: "News reports need to speak with facts and evidence. It is understandable that you want to know explosive information, but you slander me with your mouth. Just based on this, you I am no longer fit to be a reporter."

"This is slander..." The reporter was a little timid, but he said boldly, "The truth needs to be verified, and I am just asking you to verify it."

Now he knew he was a little flustered.