Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

Chapter 30

Aimee seldom saw that Shen Zhuo would be in a daze, so he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he walked over and stood opposite Shen Zhuo: "Mr. Shen, Su's headquarters will hold a press conference soon, do you know?"

Shen Zhuo pointed to the computer screen, and beckoned Aimee to come around and stand beside him: "I'm waiting."

Aimee shrank her neck: "I'll go and watch it on my desk."

Shen Zhuo smiled slightly at her, and said without hesitation: "Move a chair and sit here. With Dong Su's personality, this press conference will definitely not last long."

Aimee has been working in "Dingcheng" for almost four months, and knows Shen Zhuo a little bit. He has always been gentle, and basically never gets angry with others, and the situation that leaders of other companies often have with a sullen face and cursing will not appear.

But she didn't know if it was her own illusion, since she just came in, she felt that Shen Zhuo was slightly depressed.

Although this stagnation didn't affect the expression on Shen Zhuo's face at all, and even the tone of his voice, Aimee still vaguely felt that Shen Zhuo didn't seem to be in a high mood.

People who usually have a good temper tend to explode easily once they have a bad temper.

So Aimee quietly moved a plastic chair from the side, and sat down at a distance of [-] centimeters from Shen Zhuo.

Shen Zhuo was drumming his fingers on the table rhythmically thinking about something, but he didn't even notice that Aimee was sitting thousands of miles away from him.

He knocked for a while, then suddenly turned around and smiled at Aimee: "Little girl, what do you think Su Jingcheng will say in this press conference?"

Aimee was cowardly and didn't refute Shen Zhuo's calling him a little girl, and sat on the plastic chair with his hands upright and thought for a while: "If I want to think, 'Dingcheng' was founded by Su Dong himself after all, it must be more important than Bai Siqi Well, I would definitely push Bai Siqi out of the windshield."

Shen Zhuo turned back again, threw all his weight on the back of the chair, and sighed softly, "Really?"

Aimee saw that Shen Zhuo came to the company so early today, and felt that things were not good, and now she felt that there was something in Shen Zhuo's words, so she thought about it secretly, and asked: "Do you think that Chairman Su will push us out, it's impossible, Mr. Shen, Su Dong is not stupid, is there any comparison between a person and a company?"

The office chair is a type that can be reclined a lot. Shen Zhuo squinted his eyes and lay on the back of the chair for a long time, without answering Aimee's question.

Just when Aimee thought he was going to fall asleep and was about to wake him up to watch the upcoming press conference, Shen Zhuo finally opened his eyes. He picked up the pen on the desk and pulled it out. The lid was tested to see if there was any water, and then the pen was capped back: "Aimee, wait until the press conference is over, you go out and prepare for a public bidding meeting."

"Ah?" Aimee was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, "What kind of bid?"

Shen Zhuo hooked the corner of his mouth, glanced at Su Jingcheng who had appeared in the reporter's camera on the computer screen, and said in a low voice: "Of course it's the bidding meeting for our upcoming new drama."

Aimee was puzzled and said, "But Mr. Shen, we don't lack funds, and the Su family has enough funds for the new drama."

"Of course it's missing. Since Director Su is so optimistic about Bai Siqi and 'Xinghui', he probably doesn't care if the show 'Dingcheng' makes money."

Shen Zhuo took the pen in his hand and twirled it skillfully twice. Hearing this, he glanced at Aimee and chuckled softly: "Since he doesn't want to make this money, of course I will find a boss who wants to make money to join me."

Aimee hesitated for a moment, and asked, "But Mr. Shen...why didn't you directly hold a bidding meeting before the audition?"

Shen Zhuo took a sip of the coffee that had changed from boiling hot to normal temperature on the table, and said gently: "I just took over 'Dingcheng' before, so no one is willing to invest. It's different now. This audition program has made those sponsors I have made a lot of money, and this bidding will be very lively."

Aimee had to say more, the press conference at Su's headquarters had officially started.

Shen Zhuo put his index finger on his lips, pointed to the screen, and signaled to read it before talking.

In just a few hours, Su's public relations department seemed eager to invite all the reporters from all over the world. The huge multi-purpose hall was full of guns, and the distance between the cameras was very narrow.

Shen Zhuo just clicked on a live broadcast on a website at random, and he could see the scene of reporters from other stations competing for positions in the live broadcast reporter's camera.

It was just a corporate press conference, but there were nine seats lined up in a row, which looked very formal, and even specially invited a local TV station's leading actress to come over as a temporary abbot.

Shen Zhuo stared at the screen very silently, first a few completely unfamiliar faces came onto the stage, followed by Su Jingcheng.

Behind Su Jingcheng is Bai Siqi.

Aimee exclaimed: "Boss Shen! Su Jingcheng is out of his mind, and actually brought Bai Siqi to the press conference?!"

Shen Zhuo shook his head, and said in a warm voice, "Let's continue watching."

The host is the head of the TV station, she came to the press conference with light makeup, and she looked very beautiful in the camera. She introduced several attendees one by one: "This press conference is held to show respect for everyone present. Dong specially invited several of the largest shareholders of the Su Corporation to attend the meeting. I hope that with this sincerity, I will stop making untrue remarks about Su Corporation and warn the manipulators behind the rumors."

"Mr. Shen..." Aimee secretly glanced sideways at Shen Zhuo who was sitting next to her, that person was concentrating on the display screen without distraction at all.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his pretty mouth, as if he was watching a noisy farce.

It was early in the morning, and his profile was outlined in the morning light, looking warm and cold.

"It's okay." Shen Zhuo smiled lowly, "Don't worry."

The microphone was handed to Su Jingcheng by the hostess lady, and the camera followed.

Su Jingcheng took the microphone casually, without a trace of a smile on his face. He stretched out his other hand to signal the audience to be quiet, and said in a deep voice, "I specially invite everyone to come so early because of some special circumstances. Last night around 07:30, the Internet The news appeared on the Internet maliciously slandering me and Mr. Bai."

At this time, the camera moved to Bai Siqi who was beside Su Jingcheng, and the telephoto lens clearly captured Bai Siqi's haggard and pale complexion, his eyes were red, as if he had cried hard.

Su Jingcheng straightened the microphone, glanced at the crowd below, and continued: "The incident happened suddenly, and the Internet public opinion caused very serious harm to me and Mr. Bai Siqi, and even seriously affected Su's image. So here, I had to clarify at the earliest possible time. I will speak clearly, so I hope that whether it is the Internet public, communicators, or behind-the-scenes initiators, they can hear what I said clearly."

"First, Mr. Bai Siqi and I have been friends for many years, but the two of us have never dated. A week ago, I invited him to attend the celebration dinner of 'Ding Cheng' with me. The photos were taken from a special angle It was synthesized with PS and published. I reiterate that my affair with Bai Siqi is purely fabricated, and I hope the rumors will stop with the wise and not be exploited by people with good intentions."

"Second, regarding the investment in 'Xinghui', this investment was approved by Su's project department one by one and signed by me. It is a normal investment project and has nothing to do with Mr. Bai Siqi, let alone my sacrifice as mentioned in the rumors." Ding Cheng' paved the way for Mr. Bai."

Su Jingcheng raised his head, stared at the camera, suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a half-smile, "I know you're watching the fun in front of the computer screen right now, isn't it good?"

It was pretty good, but the ending was a bit unexpected.

Shen Zhuo picked up the coffee and took a sip, it was already cold, he didn't add sugar, and a very strong bitter taste instantly appeared in his mouth.

"The last point is about my personal private life."

Su Jingcheng finally regained his composure. He had been sitting on the chair he had prepared before, and now he pushed the chair away and stood up: "What I have to explain is—the question about my dating partner that has been repeatedly mentioned in the rumors .I've been in a lot of relationships, but I've never been in a relationship with more than one person at the same time."

"Also," Su Jingcheng paused, then slowed down his voice, "Now I already have someone I like very much, and I'm chasing him."

At this time, Su Jingcheng finally smiled at the reporters, with a clear and recognizable gentleness in his voice: "I don't want him to see these news, but he has already seen it, and he may be more strict with me in the future. Just thinking about it gives me a headache."

After saying this, Su Jingcheng withdrew his smile again.

"Okay," Su Jingcheng seemed to have paid no attention to Bai Siqi's face and the expressions of other shareholders, and concluded by himself, "Let's stop here for today. I hope the rumors will stop with the wise. The news posted on the Internet last night is purely false. Of course, Su and I will also reflect on ourselves and try our best to satisfy the public."

Su Jingcheng paused for a moment, then turned his eyes to Bai Siqi who was beside him, as if thinking of something, he casually added: "At the same time, I also hope that Mr. Bai Siqi's fans will not doubt your identity because of this innocent disaster. Idol. Bai Siqi has been my friend for many years, and he is a very dedicated artist. This time, he and I are involved in the news, and I feel very embarrassed."

"That's it, thank you for coming." Su Jingcheng finished the call, put the microphone on the table, waved to the audience, and walked down first.

The hand that Shen Zhuo was turning the pen stopped, skillfully removed the pen cap from the pen holder, and casually drew a few strokes on the A4 office printing paper in front of him.

Seeming to have lost all patience, Shen Zhuo didn't even look at Bai Siqi's next speech, and turned off the display with his hand.

"What are your thoughts?" Shen Zhuo dropped the pen, stood up and stretched, and asked Aimee lazily.

Aimee was still immersed in the content-rich press conference: "Su Jingcheng is confessing his love publicly, right? Is he going to be a good man?"

Shen Zhuo: "..."

He walked over and knocked on Aimee's forehead, and said with a smile, "Wake up, little girl?"

Aimee took a step back and regained her work spirit: "I'm going out to prepare the invitation letter for the tender! Let Su Jingcheng keep talking!"

"..." Shen Zhuo casually handed the small stack of A4 papers on the desk to Aimee, "When you go out, throw it in the trash can for me."

"Guaranteed to complete the task!" Aimee made a V sign and took the paper from Shen Zhuo, "Then Mr. Shen, I'm going out."

"Go, work hard." Shen Zhuo was overwhelmed by the noise, and waved his hand to drive away.

So Aimee closed the door of Shen Zhuo's office with a heart of gossip and enthusiasm for work.

When she was about to throw the papers that Shen Zhuo had just handed her into the trash can, she found that except for the first paper that Shen Zhuo had casually melted into two words, the other three papers were blank and unused .

Aimee took out those blank sheets of paper and put them back on the table, and took a curious look at the two words written by Shen Zhuo on the first sheet.

"I want face."

Aimee: "..."

The author has something to say: Shen Zhuo: Today I want to teach you a word.

Boss Su: What is the word?baby?

Aimee (whispered): I have to face...

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So here is another short and short manuscript deposit box fungus~ The author will be back on the 11th, and it will be thick and long by then!

The author Jun still told me that she loves you =3=