purple mist

When Lu Wei came out of Director Jin's office, he happened to run into Xue Bin who had just been released from the interrogation room.

The four eyes met, and there was a vague feeling that the two looked at each other.

Lu Wei folded the A4 paper in his hand calmly, glanced at the secretary and lawyer behind Xue Bin, and said in a casual way: "Mr. , we will contact you at any time."

Xue Bin let out a "hmm", with a gloomy face, frowned and looked Lu Wei up and down, but finally he didn't ask the question.

Lu Wei just nodded slightly, and left with long legs.

Simply and neatly, the gully between Xue Bin's brows deepened a bit.

He didn't believe that Lu Wei wasn't suspicious at all, but why did he just let him out?

With that in mind, the three of them left the police station.

The situation was as Xue Bin expected, and the short cannons aimed at him as if equipped with a GPS signal. The movements were uniform, and the terrifying formation was like the bow and arrow phalanx of ancient wars.

Xue Bin has no doubts that if this is a bow and arrow, he will be shot into a round hedgehog in the next second.

He subconsciously stepped back to prevent the microphones from poking into his face.

The reporters started chirping and asking questions as soon as they saw him, but the result of this was that no one could hear what he was talking about...

Secretary Wei Ran'an quietly stood behind Xue Bin with lowered eyebrows and eyes, without saying a word.

Xue Bin, who always had a gloomy face on weekdays, was unexpectedly calm in front of the media. He raised his hands and slowly lowered them down without haste.

Xue Bin deliberately showed just the right amount of fatigue between his brows, and his voice was so deep that he didn't look like a boy in his early twenties. With the sophistication and smoothness of the business world, he said slowly: "I know you have many questions to ask, But please allow me to express my personal apology to our employees and the public who have paid attention to this matter, and I am sorry for disappointing Xue."

He bowed slowly towards the cameras one by one, and the flashes exploded crazily in no time.

Xue Bin counted the time silently in his heart, then straightened up again, suddenly looked serious, and said: "However, the apology is only for the improper handling of the emergency, and has nothing to do with anything else. Please feel free to contact me if you have any doubts Into the police notice."

"Mr. Xue! Are you saying this to prove that you didn't kill someone?!"

"You mean someone framed you?!"

"Mr. Xue! I'm a reporter from XX newspaper! I would like to ask if you have used the Miyu Group to intervene in the case?!"

"Mr. Xue!..."

Wei Ran listened to the louder questions in his ear, and quietly raised his eyes to look at Xue Binqiang's energetic back, with an unknown smile flashing across his eyes.

It's just that before the smile formed, it was cut off abruptly...

"Mr. Xue! Do you know that your brother Xue Han is going to hold an online press conference on behalf of Miyu Group?!"

What? ! !

Wei Ran and Xue Bin's pupils shrank suddenly.

Even though it was cold and windy, there was a thin layer of sweat on Xue Bin's back.

elder brother……

no, no...

He was stunned for a full two seconds before he managed to calm down his chaotic brain. He quickly suppressed the moment of astonishment, pretended to face the reporter who asked the question naturally, raised the corners of his lips modestly, and said in an unquestionable tone: " May I ask this reporter friend, where did you get the information from? Honey Language Group has never planned an online press conference, and my brother Xue Han has been away for many years. Please grasp and verify the news Report again."

Xue Bin's intentions are actually very obvious. It is obvious that he has raised his momentum and told reporters not to rush to fool people with unknown information.

Those who are more cautious, or those who are less courageous, and those who are afraid of taking responsibility, will generally settle for the next best thing.

Although Xue Bin is carrying the case behind his back, he is still the number one person in power of the Honey Talk Jewelry Group. Many people have never heard of the name Xue Han.

After all, Xue Bin has always been the president of the company after the founders, the Xue family and his wife. When did a brother, Xue Han, appear again?

The reporter who asked the question was a tough guy, and when he heard Xue Bin's denial, he directly held up his work card hanging around his neck, and said loudly, "Mr. Xue! I am Li Yijing, a reporter from the Penguin live broadcast platform! The news that Mr. Xue Han will hold an online press conference on our live broadcast platform in an hour is absolutely true! My colleague just sent me a message saying that the live broadcast room has been set up alright!!!"

"..."

"..."

The scene that was just like a fight just now was as silent as a thousand ghosts passing through, no one dared to pant loudly.

The reporter named Li Yijing stared, his hand trembling while holding his work card, his expression gradually frightened.

Because his colleagues turned the bunch of short cannons on him...

"This reporter Li!! Would you like to reveal some more information!!!"

"Reporter Li!! What is the exact time of the online press conference?!"

"Reporter Li, look at me! You and I are alumni!!!!!!"

Xue Bin's eyes gradually filled with gloom. He turned his head slightly and glanced at the weird-looking Wei Ran, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing in a daze! Let's go!"

……

At this moment, the headquarters of the Penguin Live Broadcasting Platform.

Wu Ju, the shareholder with a white beard, sat on the cheapest paper chair in IKEA, crossed his arms and looked at the hot pot takeaway in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Xue Han, what exactly are you planning?"

Finally, he asked in a bad tone to the young man who was fishing for shrimp slippery in the pot.

"Abacus?" Xue Han poured a colander full of shrimp slips into his sauce bowl under Yan Lingyi's strenuous efforts, and replied absent-mindedly: "Didn't I communicate with you just now? Wait." Hold an online press conference."

After all, Xue Han picked the smallest shrimp slip from his own bowl, and mercifully threw it into Yan Lingyi's bowl.

Yan Lingyi looked at the poor little fellow with a speechless face, half-closed his phoenix eyes, and said with a strange expression: "You are so generous."

Anyway, he, Yan Lingyi, used his power to open the back door of the live broadcast platform for Xue Han, and he did such a good job of keeping secrets, so why couldn't he give it to someone bigger?

Xue Han cheekily took the meaning out of context, and lazily said: "This is what dad should do, eat it, eat it, and grow taller if you eat too much."

The white-bearded shareholder took a deep breath to prevent himself from passing his age.

The old man looked around the small room called the live broadcast room for a week as if diverting his attention.

The LOGO of Miyu Jewelry on the background wall of the moon is shining brightly, just like a real diamond.Two high chairs, a small stage decorated with simple and elegant flowers, and a set of live camera equipment have been set up.

But who would have imagined that this young man dressed like a dog started to cry when he came in, and spread his hands and said that there was no breeder today.

The white-bearded shareholder looked at the neatly packed food boxes on the table again. The fresh ingredients were stacked so that people's index fingers twitched.

Forget it, the white-bearded shareholder shook his head.

Anyway, it's my own money, so I have to eat a few mouthfuls.

Thinking of this, he also picked up his chopsticks and joined the army of grabbing shrimp and sliding.

With a piece of kelp in his mouth, Yan Lingyi suddenly thought of something, took out his phone and looked at the time, while chewing, he mumbled: "Hey, let's hurry up, I'll call a female anchor from next door to come over to you later." put on makeup."

Xue Han leisurely bent his playful eyes, and said boldly, "Farewell, I'm afraid of hurting the female anchor."

"...well, pretend I didn't say it."

The white-bearded shareholder who managed to grab a goji berry from the clear soup pot just now snorted coldly: "Boy, don't say I didn't remind you, you can't hold a press conference just by your face."

Hearing this, Xue Han raised his eyebrows playfully, and carefully looked at the white-bearded shareholder with his amber eyes. After thinking for a while, he teased and said, "Are you concerned about the boy? If Mr. Xue finds out about this, I don't know what to do." Sad."

"Caring about you?" The white-bearded shareholder put the goji berry into his mouth and chewed it slowly, not knowing if it tasted like it, and said in a deep voice, "My old man is just waiting for you to mess up after playing."

Xue Han said "Hey~" thoughtfully, and said in his heart that he didn't expect this old naughty boy to be so straightforward.

He gently put the chopsticks on the table, Ruyu's slender fingers stroked his forehead hair, completely revealing that gentle and elegant face.

He murmured in a hoarse voice: "Then you have to pick the one that burns the most."

There was a poisonous sharpness in the foggy eyes, and the corners of his lips were smiling, but it was as cold as frost, so stern that it completely covered up the elegant demeanor.

Yan Lingyi glanced at him, and secretly sighed in his heart for what was about to happen, but he was a little gloating, the young master was definitely going to make trouble again, fortunately, he was not the one who suffered.

"Of course." The white-bearded shareholder also put down his chopsticks and looked at Xue Han meaningfully.

After a while, the two looked at each other and smiled.

One is spicy and the other is cunning.

Hurrying footsteps could be heard outside the door, and the white-bearded shareholder stood up leaning on a cane, and waved his hands in distaste towards Xue Han and Yan Lingyi: "Okay, hurry up and get to work after eating."

He summoned the secretary and assistant who had been standing aside for a long time and walked to the door step by step, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, poor old man, I still have to clear the venue for you at such an old age. I'm really going back."

Xue Han couldn't hold it back, smiled in a muffled voice, and said quietly: "Then it's hard work, Mr. Wu, and I'll treat you to dinner later..."

He paused suddenly, swallowed the word "big meal", swipe his eyes contentedly, and the corners of his lips curled up tenderly, "Eat the meal made by my boyfriend."

"!!!"

The white-bearded shareholder who had already walked to the door staggered suddenly...

His raised mustache trembled twice, and he said to himself...

Young people can play.