The beautiful president loves me alone

Shang Yiran raised his head coldly and looked at the reporters who put the microphone in his face.

At first he was really angry when he saw those photos, but he calmed down when he saw that these reporters could convict him of false charges based on a carefully manipulated photo.

At this time, the reporters who spoke righteously and heartbrokenly in front of him, really want to know the truth and do justice to the victims?

No, they just want to accuse him of molesting a minor, and then write a big news that attracts attention.

"I didn't do those things."

Shang also raised his voice and emphasized: "I believe that the court and relevant departments will give me justice."

The reporters also opened their mouths when they saw Shang, excited like a vicious dog smelling a bone, and kept pressing the shutter of the camera, unwilling to let go of any of his subtle expressions.

The reporter who was as thin as a bamboo pole curled his lips and asked aggressively: "The evidence is all here, and you still have to quibble? You are a pervert who raped underage girls! Oh, I remember you have a nine-year-old sister , died unexpectedly last year, now I have a legitimate reason to suspect that she was played to death by you... ah!"

Before the reporter finished speaking, he was kicked out by the furious Shang Yiran.

"Also, calm down!"

Seeing Shang Yiran, Zhou Ping couldn't help but move his hand, and quickly stretched out his hand to hold him firmly.

Surrounded by cameras, he was sure that the scene of Shang Yiran beating someone just now would be a big fuss.

But Shang Yiran was completely irritated by the reporter at this time.

He has not yet come out of the grief of his sister's death, and the reporter's malicious speculation has touched his last scale.

"what!"

"Shang is also the same, have you become angry from embarrassment at what I said?"

"Ah! Crazy! Shang is also crazy, pull him away!"

"Justice will be late, but it will never be absent! The same is true for Shang, you will be punished!"

It wasn't until the reporter was about to be beaten to death by Shang Yiran that the surrounding people finally pulled the enraged Shang Yiran aside with all their strength.

The reporter who was beaten up by Shang Yiran looked at Shang Yiran with resentment in his eyes.

"Shang is the same, you will pay the price for your actions sooner or later! You are a scum, I must let everyone see your ugly face clearly!"

After the reporters were dispersed, Shang Yiran was escorted into the villa.

Shang Yiran's face was gloomy, his finger was also scratched when he hit someone just now, and blood was dripping continuously.

However, he walked forward silently and slowly as if he didn't feel the slightest feeling.

Zhou Ping called the company's public relations team anxiously, and told the other party exactly what happened outside the villa just now.

However, the current speed of information dissemination is very fast. Just after they returned to the villa, the video and photos of Shang Yiran beating someone just now have been circulated on the Internet.

Coupled with the embellished descriptions of those reporters, Shang Yiran has already been labeled as a poor character of moral corruption.

Netizens who were filled with righteous indignation swiped their messages and swiped their screens, asking Shang Yiran to get out of the entertainment circle, and expressed sympathy for the reporter who was injured by Shang Yiran.

No one cared what the reporter said, and no one cared why Shang Yiran beat him.

At this time, the dirty water that was poured on Shang Yiran's body has become fuel for the carnival of netizens, and the entire entertainment circle is boiling over it.

After about 5 minutes, Zhou Ping received a call from the top management of Tianfeng Entertainment.

The other party couldn't help explaining and didn't give him a chance to explain. He scolded him and even threatened to suspend him for a review if the incident was not calmed down.

Zhou Ping hung up the phone with a sullen face, and turned to look at Shang Yiran who was sitting on the sofa.

"It's the same, no matter how angry you are, you can't do anything. Those paparazzi just want to provoke you to force you to do it, so that you can hand over the blame to them. You have been debuting for so long, why are you still so impatient?" ?”

Zhou Ping was heartbroken, but he saw Shang Yiran holding his sister's photo frame on the coffee table in a daze.

In the end, he shook his head helplessly, swallowing all the blame he was about to export.

The reporter just now was really mean.

Zhou Ping could understand Shang Yiran's approach, and even thought that the reporter should call, but other netizens didn't know.

Under the deliberate instigation of the reporters, netizens only felt that Shang Yiran's beating was outrageous and lawless, and even more that Shang Yiran had done so much that everything he suffered was taken for granted.

"Jingle Bell……"

Just when Zhou Ping was thinking about how to minimize the harm of public opinion through public relations, Shang Yiran's cell phone on the coffee table rang.

Zhou Ping looked down at the caller ID. There was no note, but the number was very familiar.

Soon he remembered that the owner of this number was the father of the underage female student.

Shocked, Zhou Ping quickly snatched the phone before Shang Yiran picked it up.

"I'll answer this call for you, don't be impulsive."

Zhou Ping pressed the answer button, and a cold and hoarse male voice came from the receiver immediately:

"Have you received the notice from the court?"

Zhou Ping turned on the recording function calmly, and then negotiated with the other party calmly.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Ping, Shang Yiran's agent. You can ask me for any requirements. As long as you are willing to return the business in front of the outside world, it will be fair. I can satisfy you with any conditions."

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone flew into a rage when he heard Zhou Ping's words:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who can sacrifice my daughter for money?"

"Shang Yiran is such a scum, he did such a disgusting thing to my daughter, I must sue him and go to jail!"

Seeing Li Qiang's retort so forcefully, people who don't know the truth really think that he is outraged to stand up for his daughter.

He is obviously a bastard who will do anything for extortion, but he wants to occupy the moral high ground.

Zhou Ping was so angry that he had a headache, but he suppressed his anger and persuaded persuasively:

"Li Qiang, before your daughter almost dropped out of school, the tuition and books were all paid by Shang Yiran, and Shang Yiran also paid for the establishment of a canteen in the school, so that those students who are as poor as your daughter can eat nutritious food Lunch."

"Now you are turning black and white in front of the media to smear businessmen for profit, don't you feel uneasy about your conscience?"

"Shang Yiran paid my daughter's tuition, so what? Isn't he also using this to sell his personality as a philanthropist?"

Li Qiang snorted coldly with disdain: "What's more, should I give my daughter to him to spoil him because he paid for my daughter to go to school? My daughter is only 12 years old and she doesn't understand anything. Shang Yiran is still the same. person?"