Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 88 Take care of her

No matter how much the troubled reporter said, it was not as shocking as her short words.

Underneath, someone has already followed up with a booze: “Since what this reporter friend said is true, you should call the police right away!”

“The problem of Hengyuan’s high-level style is so serious. If we don’t deal with it seriously this time, how can we small investors trust you?”

Seeing that the scene was going to be out of control, Hengyuan staff stepped forward to stop the troubled investors.

The reporters present here all took their microphones and ran to interview the parties.

In the face of major news, they had long forgotten the agreement with Hengyuan to “report the good but not the worry”, and now they are afraid that they will not be able to grab the first-hand information.

“Hello, I am a reporter from the Nancheng Evening News. Isn’t Ms. Song? Are all the things the man said just now true? When did you start with Mr. Yu Tingchuan, it is not convenient to disclose it?”

“…Does your family know about your pregnancy?”

“Do your parents agree that you have a relationship with a man who is nearly seventeen years older than you? In this process, are you forced or voluntary?”

There was no blood on Song Qingcheng’s face, and he couldn’t tell whether it was the discomfort caused by pregnancy or the discomfort caused by the reporter’s aggressiveness. She pinched nail marks on the bag, and the eyes of sympathy or contempt flooded around him. At that moment, all kinds of Questions came like a tide, as if to drown her heads together.

Yu Tingchuan had already retracted his gaze and made a decisive decision: “The security went over and invited the media reporters outside for the time being.”

“Do you think this can block the news?” The troubled reporter said loudly: “Hengyuan can’t cross the boundary between morality and law in Nancheng! Or, you are afraid that the victim will tell the truth. There will be no turning back in this matter. room?”

Song Qingcheng, who was surrounded by reporters, suddenly said: “The law stipulates that an adult is eighteen years old. I was born in June 1994 and I am not a minor.”

The girl’s pretentious calm voice spread across the entire banquet hall instantly through the reporter’s microphone.

These words also reversed the development of the situation.

The troubled reporter looked surprised: “You are obviously Yuanwei’s sophomore student…”

“There are more students going back to high school,” Song Qingcheng’s eyebrows became more vivid under the shining crystal lamp, and he only whispered: “Even if I am really a minor, I am not lured by Mr. Yu…” That word, After all, she didn’t say, “It’s me who likes him, it’s me,” her throat tightened and her words suddenly became poor.

The eyes around him changed again, and there were more and more whispers.

The reporter said again: “If you are afraid of retaliation and refuse to tell the truth, I can assure you that you will continue to pay attention to this matter in the future—”

Song Qingcheng interrupted him: “This is the whole truth. Now girls like uncles and old men with successful careers and stable personalities. Yu Jing and I are classmates. When I went to her house, I ran into Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu. The person is very good, and…the looks are not bad, and the body is very good…”

The last two sentences showed the little girl’s thoughts, which made many people laugh and laugh.

The reporter didn’t give up: “The situation you mentioned is different from the description in the exposure letter received by our newspaper. You also said that you are pregnant now, and I also took pictures of you going to the women’s insurance before…”

“I sent the exposure letter.” Song Qingcheng said.

reporter:”……”

Song Qingcheng’s eyes were red, but he still resisted: “As for the pregnancy, he didn’t know. I didn’t expect it to be such a big deal. At that time, I heard that he was going to get engaged, and there were so many women who liked him. , I’m a little jealous, and I’m afraid he’s really married like this, so I couldn’t think of writing that letter for a while. It’s me who is unreasonable, jealous, and I…have been pestering him, it has nothing to do with him.”

The so-called criminal case is nothing but a farce of jealous women.

The stockholders who had been filled with righteous indignation at the moment also looked at the excitement and pointed to Song Qingcheng.

Some people even said: “My daughter wants to do this, I have to kill her.”

The sound was not soft, which attracted many people to agree.

With those gazes on the back, Song Qingcheng subconsciously clenched his hands and ten fingers, took the bag and got up from the seat, but the reporters blocked the way and started a new round of questioning. Someone raised the camera, and the flash was creaking, as if He refused to let go of any subtle expression on her face.

Only in the next second, the man’s wrist was grabbed and the camera was taken away.

Song Qingcheng looked at the man standing in front of her, her wandering mind instantly calmed down. She knew that she had won the bet.

The reporters didn’t expect Yu Tingchuan to come forward, and there was a short astonishment.

The person who took the picture has recovered: “My SLR—”

A reporter took the opportunity to stretch the microphone over: “Mr. Yu, if what Miss Song said is true, how do you plan to deal with follow-up questions? It is rumored that you will be engaged to the daughter of the Gu family soon. Will what happened today affect you? feeling?”

“Although Hengyuan Group’s total asset annual profit this year has increased by 13.7% year-on-year, its hotel segment has encountered profit problems for two consecutive years. Its 2015 performance was affected by overseas projects, and its loss expanded to 234 million. Yuan, what remedial measures does Hengyuan have for this?” Yu Tingchuan said loudly: “As an economic reporter, this is the direction of the problem you should be concerned about today, not like an uninfluenced paparazzi, grabbing others’ privacy. put.”

The reporter blushed, and led the others back and backed slightly.

After Yu Tingchuan finished speaking, his Adam’s apple slipped slightly. He took off his suit jacket and covered Song Qingcheng’s whole body. He lowered his head to see her trembling eyelashes, and then he swept people into his arms, and then protected her all the way out of reporters and investors. Encirclement.

The surroundings are still very noisy.

Even the camera shutter button sounded again.

Song Qingcheng lowered his head, leaning against the man’s solid chest, through the shirt fabric, feeling his body temperature, as well as a strong and steady heartbeat.

At this moment, no matter how heavy the storm seemed, it was sunny in this corner of the harbor.

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Let’s talk about tomorrow’s update

Grandpa Laojiu will have May 7 tomorrow. Laojiu is a bit busy today and tomorrow and will keep changing, but the update time should be around nine o’clock. I would like to inform everyone!