Hexin Real Estate Building.

In order to make his daughter's apology look more sincere, Zhang Xintai specially ordered his secretarial secretary to write an apology and urged his daughter to memorize it.

It was approaching noon, and reporters invited to attend the apology press conference came one after another.

The young and beautiful female secretary, with a smile on her face, was guarding the entrance of the building. Every time a reporter came in, she would hand over an envelope and say softly: "Happy New Year, thank you for your hard work coming from afar. This is our press release."

I’ve always prepared a little bit of thought, but I hope you’ll accept it.”

Of course, the envelope contains money. Generally, reporters who attend a press conference will receive this. In the reporter circle, this thing is called travel expenses. The amount you pay or the amount you pay depends entirely on the wishes of the business owner.

Zhang Xintai spent a lot of money to get these reporters to put in a nice word for him, and the envelope was very thick.

Hexin Real Estate is a large company and has its own dedicated conference room. Zhang Xintai arranged the press conference in his company's conference room.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he gave a couple of uneasy warnings: "When you apologize later, your expression should be more sincere. If you can cry, it's best to cry. Even if you are just pretending, you should pretend to be more convincing."

"What if I can't cry?"

Zhang Baozhu had a dark face and was in a very bad mood.

She didn't think she had done anything wrong, but she still had to be so coquettish and run to reporters to apologize, which made her angry just thinking about it.

"Baozhu, if you can't cry, just think about sad things."

Qian Siliang said very doggedly next to him.

Although he is not a live-in son-in-law, his status in the Zhang family is no different from that of a live-in son-in-law. He does not dare to speak loudly in front of his wife.

"Go away, I'll get angry when I see you."

Zhang Baozhu was upset, so she pushed her husband away and walked towards the conference room with a straight face.

"Go and take a closer look. Don't let her say the wrong thing. I have to call the leader and I'll go there later."

Zhang Xintai's press conference was actually for city leaders to see.

There were about a dozen reporters in the conference room. At present, the influence of this news has not spread out, and all the reporters who came are local reporters from Shanghai.

Speaking of which, Zhang Xintai must be grateful that in this era, Internet self-media has not yet appeared, otherwise the trouble he would encounter would be ten times greater than it is now.

Zhang Baozhu entered the conference room and stood there without speaking in a hurry.

She was recalling the contents of the apology script. Although she had memorized it for a long time, she had forgotten it after such a interruption.

She didn't speak, but that didn't mean that no reporters spoke.

"Ms. Zhang, I heard that you threatened that even if a dog bites someone to death, you can still afford to pay for it. Do you think human life can be measured in money?"

The reporter who spoke asked a very tricky question.

"Which newspaper are you from?"

Zhang Baozhu frowned and felt very unhappy.

It is said that these reporters who came here are all friends of her father, and they also collected transportation fees before entering the conference room. Why did they ask such tricky questions as soon as they came up?

"Ms. Zhang, I heard that the person you had a conflict with was a disabled veteran. Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a basic virtue. Have you reflected on yourself afterwards?"

Another reporter asked, holding a notebook and pen.

"He was the one who threatened to kill my dog ​​first."

Zhang Baozhu was questioned repeatedly, and her rhythm was suddenly thrown off. The apology script she had memorized before was forgotten.

"When someone says they want to kill your dog, you let the dog kill them. In your eyes, human life and dog life are of the same value?"

The reporter who first asked the question had an aggressive tone.

"Who are you? Are you invited by my father? Why do you keep asking random questions?"

Zhang Baozhu was angry.

The current situation was completely different from what she had expected. Are these reporters here to help, or are they here to cause trouble?

"Two reporter friends, do you want to go out for a drink first?"

As soon as Qian Siliang entered the conference room, he felt the tense atmosphere and secretly shouted in his heart: The food is spoiled!

"Qian Siliang, I feel that these two people are here to cause trouble. Drive these two guys out."

Zhang Baozhu has a typical temperament for a young lady and cannot bear any grievance.

"Mr. Zhang called us all the way here for an interview, and then kicked us out as soon as the press conference started. Is this deliberately humiliating us?"

A third reporter came forward to raise questions.

"You have misunderstood, no one will drive you away."

Qian Siliang's forehead kept breaking out in cold sweat. He couldn't figure out where the reporters who stood up to speak out against him came one after another. The situation was a bit out of control.

"You bullshit reporters, do you have any professional ethics? You paid the carriage fare and deliberately stood up to cause trouble. Even if I throw a bone to the dog, it will still wag its tail twice."

Zhang Baozhu has a irritable and irritable personality. People with her personality are very likely to speak indiscriminately once their emotions are out of control.

As soon as she said these words, it was like poking a hornet's nest. It is an unspoken rule for reporters to charge carriage fares. Although everyone acquiesced, it would be a slap in the face if you brought it up in person.

Moreover, the second half of Zhang Baozhu's sentence was so humiliating that when the three reporters originally arranged by Jiang Hua sang the opposite, most of the reporters present were silent.

The three disruptive reporters did not set the pace. These were reporters who had cooperated with Zhang Xintai and whose stance was inclined to him.

If Zhang Baozhu was smart enough and ignored the three disruptive reporters, the press conference would still go on normally.

Those reporters whose stance favors Zhang Xintai will try to excuse and whitewash Hexin Real Estate when writing articles afterwards.

However, Zhang Baozhu was unscrupulous in what she said and knocked down a boatload of people. She openly used the travel expenses to talk about the matter, which offended all the reporters present.

"You are great if you have money? Who cares about your dirty money!"

The reporter who spoke first took out the envelope, threw it on the ground, and walked away.

"I've seen Hexin Real Estate's dominance."

"You're gone, you've been slapped in the face like this, how dare you stay?"

The other two reporters sang and harmonized perfectly.

Those reporters whose stance was leaning towards Zhang Xintai, who were also shameless people, were compared to dogs. How dare they continue to stay here? They silently took out their envelopes, put them on the table, and left the conference room one by one.

"Everyone, if you have something to say, if you have something to say, don't leave."

Qian Siliang almost fainted. In just a few minutes, the situation took a turn for the worse. If these reporters were really allowed to leave, tomorrow's newspapers would only scold Hexin Real Estate even more fiercely.

On the other side, Zhang Xintai had just finished a phone call with his boss. After an apology and assurance, he planned to come to the conference room to see the situation.

Not only did he arrange for his daughter to apologize, he himself would also say a few words in a while. As long as he lowered his attitude, he believed that this storm would soon pass.

As a result, what he saw was that the reporters he invited left the conference room with dark faces one by one.
Chapter completed!