My Darling Is Pampered and Wild

Chapter 687 Want to save the decline

Hospital.

After Liang Zhijie's wound was treated, facing the police's claim that she did not see the person who attacked her in the surveillance of the parking lot, and she did not believe that she had no evidence to accuse Lu Qingqiao, and said that she was still doing her best to investigate, but Liang Zhijie scolded her head and face.

After scolding the police staff away, Liang Zhijie heard the assistant tell Su Chen the evidence presented at the press conference and the voices of the victims.

She turned on her phone and saw that eight of the ten notifications on the phone were about this matter, and the top ten most searched on Weibo were all related entries.

She clicked on the so-called evidence entry and almost vomited blood.

She always pays attention to the aftermath, this time it was obviously capsized in the gutter, she didn't expect that weak Su Chen, who was trampled under her feet and alive like a dog, would dare to hide so many things!

Trash, don't hurry up and control the spread of this matter! Use the studio and my Weibo to post a message, resolutely deny this matter, and call it a frame-up! Then contact my dad, Su Chen's parents must still be there Hong Kong City, and contact those who speak up, no matter what means are used, let them change their mouths! Liang Zhijie crackled and said the solution she wanted.

The assistant didn't move, Liang Zhijie smashed the phone on the shoulder and shouted: Come here, post on Weibo first, and post as I say!

At this time, you need to respond quickly, and you can't delay. If you delay, you will easily be regarded as a conviction!

Liang Zhijie didn't care about the injuries on her body, she just wanted to deal with this matter first, the company was still promoting it, and the momentum was just right for the past few days, if it was ruined at this time, all the hard work she had invested would be in vain!

Her pride does not allow herself to fail!

The assistant sighed, then clicked on the studio's Weibo, followed what she said word by word and started typing.

Soon a statement about Su Chen's slander was sent out. As soon as it was sent out, a reply was received. The assistant didn't want to click on it because he knew what the situation would be.

Liang Zhijie thought she could turn the tide, but she had already seen the reality, because she knew about Su Chen's affairs. Although what she knew was different from what Su Chen said, she also knew what Liang Zhijie was like in private.

Ninety percent of these things that are circulating on the Internet today are not slander or misunderstanding.

But she is a part-time worker, and with her salary, she can only do what Liang Zhijie said.

Immediately afterwards, he used Liang Zhijie's Weibo and started typing according to what she dictated.

Hearing that Liang Zhijie's words all point to someone harming her, from the venue she booked today being forcibly breached and not rented, to her being attacked and injured, to Su Chen's slander against her...

It seemed that it was a well-designed game because someone was jealous of her excellence.

After the assistant clicked send helplessly, she returned the phone to Liang Zhijie, got up and excused herself to go to the toilet, and left the ward to breathe.

Liang Zhijie looked at the Weibo that she had just sent out on her mobile phone, and soon received many replies, and her post was also on the hot searches.

After she finished posting on Weibo, she contacted Lao Tong and asked the other party to launch a navy to suppress Su Chen's matter for her, leading everyone to think that she was being framed.

The old barrel over there laughed and said, Miss Liang, I'm really sorry, I can't take your order.

You want to add more money, don't you? This time, let's press things down, and I'll give you an extra two million! Liang Zhijie said proudly.

Miss Liang, it's really not about money. Even if you give me 100 million, uh, if you want to give me 100 million, I can still do it. Lao Tong jumped repeatedly in front of money.