After the real daughter is reborn, she is beautiful

After dinner, Zheng Lingfeng was still not idle, and kept calling.

Lin Ya looked at the busy Zheng Lingfeng, feeling extremely distressed, but unable to share it, she was a little discouraged.

"A press conference will be held at 115 o'clock tomorrow morning. You have arranged it in advance. Also, all the arrears of wages will be transferred to the migrant workers' accounts within tonight, and [-]% of the arrears will be paid."

Zheng Lingfeng stood on the balcony, arranging unfinished business on the phone, while looking at the night view of the mountain city. After the heavy rain washed away, the mountain city, which was in a mess, was still full of vitality and thousands of lights under the efforts of the masses.

He turned on the phone, glanced at the general content of the press conference sent by Yang Mingxiao, and he knew it by heart.

After blowing the wind for a while, he walked into the ward, and Lin Ya was already leaning on the bed, falling asleep in a strange posture.

The neck is slightly bent, leaning sideways on the pillow, the black hair is scattered on the pillow, the soft and waxy face is squeezed into one piece, the moist mouth like a rose is slightly pursed, like a soft pudding, white and delicate His little belly was exposed to the air, one foot was under the quilt, the whole foot was resting on the quilt, and half of the pillow was pressed under his body.

Zheng Lingfeng laughed, how did he fall asleep in such a weird position? He will definitely be sore when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

He stepped lightly, walked slowly to the hospital bed, restrained his distracted thoughts, gently lifted the quilt half-covered on Lin Ya, lifted Lin Ya's upper body slightly, pulled out the pillow that was pressed under him, Put Lin Yaping on the hospital bed and cover her with the quilt.

Turn off the headlights in the ward, leaving only a dim night light.

"Good night." Zheng Lingfeng's deep voice disappeared in the ward, and then there was a soft closing of the door, and the whole ward became quiet again.

A good night's dream.

The next morning, Zheng Lingfeng got up early and washed up. .

Putting on the black suit that Xiao Li had prepared in advance, and wearing a tie that was also black, even the shirt inside was black, with slightly reflective dark lines, paired with a pair of Chelsea boots, the whole person exuded Distinctive atmosphere.

Wei Wei scratched her hair and put a little mousse on it. Wei Wei's somewhat messy hair was not as strict as before. Coupled with this handsome face that made countless girls secretly fall in love with her, there was actually a trace of unruly.

Standing in front of the mirror, he straightened his suit and tie, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with his clothes, Zheng Lingfeng walked out of the room, and Xiao Li was already waiting outside.

Xiao Li is also wearing a suit. Although he is not as eye-catching as Zheng Lingfeng, his tall stature and superior figure make him look extravagant under the backdrop of the suit.

"President Zheng, everything is ready."

"Set off."

Zheng Lingfeng's thin lips were lightly parted, and he took a step forward with his long legs, and walked in front, followed by Xiao Li.

After driving for 10 minutes, we arrived at the five-star hotel in Shancheng, which is the venue for the press conference.

Just from the outside, the hotel is resplendent and resplendent, and its unique design makes it the most eye-catching building on the street, but the torrential rain of the previous two days did not affect it in the slightest.

The press conference has not yet started, and many reporters are already standing at the door, standing in the front row, in order to give their own news a head start.

Seeing several cars driving into the courtyard of the hotel, all the reporters came forward, each with a camera on their shoulders, scrambling to press the shutter.

All the bodyguards in black suits got off the last two cars. They cleaned up the reporters who came up and opened the doors.

A pair of slender legs stretched out from the car, and then a man in a black suit came into people's sight.

He has sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, with an extraordinary temperament, a pair of pupils that are as dark as lacquer are shining brightly, and his gestures exude nobility.

It is the protagonist of this press conference, Zheng Lingfeng, the president of the Zheng family, one of the four major families in the imperial capital!
Even if there were many bodyguards blocking it, they couldn't stop the clicking shutter sound and the spotlight that almost blinded people's eyes.

Zheng Lingfeng got out of the car, walked towards the hotel gate, smoothed the wrinkles on the suit, and nodded slightly to the reporters on both sides.

The crowd followed Zheng Lingfeng into the hotel, and the press conference officially started.

Zheng Lingfeng sat in the middle, and on both sides were the police officer and the quality inspector who went to Su's raw material factory with him last time to investigate.

The two of them also wore formal suits today, sitting on both sides, looking extraordinarily serious.

"Mr. Zheng, how do you explain your company's bean curd dregs project?"

The first reporter at the opening was a short-haired female reporter with heavy makeup and sharp words, every word hit Zheng's vitals.

"I don't have any explanation for this. If it is wrong, it is wrong. The Zheng Group is willing to accept the accusations of the people and bear all the consequences."

The deep voice resounded throughout the press conference. Zheng Lingfeng did not become angry with the reporter's questioning, but took over all mistakes.

Seeing that Zheng Lingfeng resolved it so easily, the reporter asked persistently:
"How do you deal with the wage arrears of those hard-working migrant workers?"

"I have paid all the wages in arrears to their account, and paid them at 115% of the wages in arrears." Zheng Lingfeng opened his thin lips lightly, and easily resolved it again.

The other journalists and public representatives present also nodded their heads one after another. Most of them affirmed and agreed with such an extraordinary CEO who dared to accept criticism.

Of course, there are other voices of doubt.

"Mr. Zheng, how will you compensate the two injured people due to your company's bean curd dregs project?"

A dull-looking reporter wearing thick glasses frames and a gray suit took the microphone and asked.

Of course, his words are not as rigid as his people, with tricky angles, making it difficult to answer.

"The treatment expenses of the two wounded will be borne by Zheng Shi. In addition, Zheng Shi will also make corresponding compensation." Zheng Lingfeng's answer is very official.

However, the reporter did not buy it, and he asked sharply:
"Has your company always used money to silence people? This time someone was injured, what if someone died next time? No amount of money can exchange a life."

There was an uproar at the press conference, and everyone discussed in low voices.

Few journalists would say such radical remarks. The task of journalists has always been to guide public opinion, not to create public opinion.

Soon, he was kicked out by several staff members.

Zheng Lingfeng still had that expressionless look on his face. Facing such extreme questions, he clearly didn't need to answer. He stretched out his slender hand and held the microphone:

"I am very sorry for the two wounded. This is my negligence. As the chairman, compensation is naturally obligatory."

Zheng Lingfeng exuded a dangerous aura, even the reporters sitting in the last row couldn't help shivering.

"From now on, our Zheng Group will strictly investigate all its industries to prevent similar incidents from happening again."

Zheng Lingfeng was still expressionless, but the reporters in the audience felt that the atmosphere had changed.