Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

It's a normal interview, thanks to him being able to speak.

Old Liu got out of the car, "Boss Lu, do you want to call the police?"

"My wife is in the car, you go up and lock the door." Lu Jinchuan said.

Lu Jinchuan was originally a person who didn't like nonsense, and he would never force him if he could do it. Recently, Xing Yuan became more and more noisy, so he didn't take him with him, and this happened to him without thinking.

He dragged the reporter with the microphone and pushed it against the car door, and the reporter instantly lay on the car window.

The reporter turned his head and winked at the person holding the camera, who immediately approached with the camera, almost slapping his face.

He made it clear that he wanted to provoke Lu Jinchuan on purpose, and Lu Jinchuan could understand this. He should get in the car and leave right away after rational consideration, but he couldn't bear it, really couldn't bear it.

Lu Jinchuan raised his hand and turned the camera to the side, walked around to the front of the car, and dragged the driver of the car in front along with him.

"I repeat, sorry!"

The driver of the car felt a little nervous, but the reporter still looked like he was not afraid of death, with "You hit me" written on his face, whoever was angry.

Lu Jinchuan leaned against the car door, lowered his eyes, unbuttoned his sleeves slowly, threw the cufflinks through the window of Lao Liu's driver's seat, and then slowly rolled up his sleeves.

With this action, one can tell what is going to happen next. The reporter is both excited and frightened. If there is a headline, they are afraid of dying to read it.

Lu Jinchuan rolled up his sleeves, didn't look up, just half-raised his eyes to scan over, stood up straight and walked towards the reporter.

The reporter was still nervous, and slowly backed away, "We have a video."

Lu Jinchuan didn't care if you had a video or not, and was about to do it when the rear door suddenly opened, and Ying Xia got out of the car.

As soon as the reporter saw it, he rushed forward to take a picture of Mrs. Lu, who usually doesn't show her face.

Lu Jinchuan immediately turned to block it, grabbed Ying Xia's wrist and pulled it over, pressed the back of her head with his palm and pressed it into his bosom, and blocked the camera with his other hand.

Ying Xia moved in Lu Jinchuan's arms, and Lu Jinchuan patted the back of her head, "Don't move, be obedient."

The cameraman held the camera and wanted to move forward to take a different angle, but Lu Jinchuan lost his patience, knocked the camera down with a wave of his hand, and looked over coldly.

The cameraman picked up the thing and it was no longer working, but the memory card was fine, so he gestured ok to the reporter.

The reporter smiled, "Boss Lu is wrong, we don't do interviews, someone will. Sooner or later, the news will..."

Lu Jinchuan glanced at him, "Which family are you from?"

What the reporter said was a little-known newspaper.

That's right, such a tabloid office has difficulty in surviving among the media, so it is easy to have crooked thoughts.

Lu Jinchuan nodded, expressing that he remembered.

The girl in her arms muffled, "I'm going to be out of breath", and when she let go, there was no sign of depression on her face.

Ying Xia opened the door, blinked at him and signaled him to get in the car, but Lu Jinchuan held his breath and did not move.

Ying Xia knew that he wanted to do something, but there were too many people onlookers, and it was a sensitive period. If he did something, the public opinion would soon be against him, and what was reasonable would become unreasonable.

"I'm starving to death." Ying Xia said, "Let's go."

Lu Jinchuan finally made some movement, turned his head and gave the reporter a cold look, sat in, moved to the other side, and waited for her to come in.

Unexpectedly, Ying Xia lowered her head and smiled slyly at him, "You wait obediently."

Then close the door, and with a soft "click", the door was locked.

Lu Jinchuan: "Old Liu."

Old Liu didn't look sideways, didn't dare to look back, and said bravely, "Madam ordered it."

What Lao Liu probably thought in his heart was that the person we are both afraid of should just stay in the car honestly.

After closing the car door, Ying Xia walked to the back of the car, leaned against the car, and asked the reporter, "Stop us, what do you want?"

The reporter wanted to take out his mobile phone, but Ying Xia pointed to the side, "Don't worry, there are so many people around taking pictures, just send someone a copy to you later."

She was too calm, the reporter reached out and tapped her cheek.

Ying Xia said: "I have the patience to talk to you, but my husband doesn't have that much time for people like you. Today you can either apologize and accept the punishment, or go to the police station with me."

The reporter smiled, "Mrs. Lu, don't embarrass us. Journalists have the right to interview and also have the obligation to let the public know the truth."

Ying Xia stood up straight, she was wearing high heels today, she was a little taller than the male reporter, and the oppressive feeling came out immediately.

"But you don't have the right to endanger public safety. You joined forces and stopped our car at the intersection. I hit my head on the car. Shouldn't you apologize?"

"That is……"

Ying Xia: "Don't say that's it. If they are just like you, they will do anything for the headlines and treat human lives as a trifle. What is the significance of the media?"

Many of the onlookers immediately agreed.

The reporter felt embarrassed and retorted, "The car in front has nothing to do with us, we happened to meet you and were stopped."

Ying Xia smiled, "Really? There are dash cams on the front and back, do you want to dig them out and have a look? And it's been so long since the accident happened, don't you think it's too late to justify it now?"

reporter:"……"

Ying Xia added: "Reporters also have an obligation to state the facts. With all due respect, people like you who are full of lies are a cancer of the industry."

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Reporter: "Mrs. Lu, this is an insult to personality."

Ying Xia: "First of all, you have to have personality before I can insult you. So, I'm just stating the facts, not yet in the category of insulting personality."

"I remember Capa, a great war correspondent. As a photographer, if you don't know him, it's called ignorance, but if you know and insult the profession of journalists in this way, then you should feel ashamed and go back. Study hard."

"The mission of a reporter is to present the truth and what it represents to the world and to alert the world, not to distort the facts for profiteering. Besides, your actions are based on endangering the safety of others. Do you deserve the title of reporter? , everyone has their own conclusions.”

After Ying Xia finished speaking in one breath, the crowd started to applaud.

Ying Xia, who had always been calm, was stunned when he heard the applause, and his ears turned red.

Ying Xia: "Are you apologizing?"

Onlookers have condemned.

"Apologize."

"Almost an accident, an apology is a small one."

"Who is this kind of reporter?"

"Apologize quickly, or go to the police station if you don't apologize."

……

It is a fact that the reporter made a mistake, and he couldn't get off the tiger. He scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Lu."

The driver of the car and the photographer also apologized.

Ying Xia nodded with a smile on the crowd, went to the back door and knocked, opened the car door and sat on it, thought for a while, then slid down the car window and poked his head out, hooking his fingers at the reporter.

"And my husband, you should also apologize to him."

The reporter gritted his teeth and walked to the rear door, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu."

Lu Jinchuan: "I didn't hear clearly."

"I'm sorry! Mr. Lu!" The reporter raised his voice.

Lu Jinchuan remained expressionless, "Oh, I heard that, but I don't forgive you."

reporter:"……"