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At twelve noon that day, one hour before He Bai held a press conference.

Lin Mu had been busy all morning, and when Chen Shuling's indictment was finished, the two of them were about to go out for dinner when they received a call from Liang Xiaoniao.

Liang Xiaoniao's voice was a little empty, and she didn't know where she was hiding to call him.

"I know you haven't eaten yet... I'll get someone to buy food for you and send it over. Don't go out, rest for a while and wait for them to deliver it. The reception is waiting for me in the afternoon. I'll give it to you after reading the bp here." Stand up."

Although most of yesterday's reports were aimed at Hebai Entertainment, Liang Xiaoniao's words also had a certain impact on Daliang Fund's stock price. It's not surprising that he wanted to attend the reception to clarify the matter.

Lin Mu pursed his lips and smiled, motioning for Chen Shuling in the elevator to come back, and said, "...how do you know I didn't have lunch?"

Of course Assistant Yu told him.

Lin Mu knew that Liang Xiaoniao was very jealous, and after he was reborn, he instructed Assistant Yu that if he asked about his affairs, he could disclose something appropriately.

But he didn't plan to let Liang Xiaoniao know about it yet.

Sure enough, Liang Xiaoniao on the other end of the phone heard him ask, and hummed twice triumphantly, "Of course I have my way."

At this time, Chen Shuling leaned over and greeted very awkwardly: "Hey, two classmates, are you going to support the scene or tear it down?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and when he spoke again, his tone obviously changed, and he said angrily, "Why are you here? You are not allowed to eat the lunch I bought for Amu, go out and find something to eat by yourself!"

Chen Shuling laughed, and said intentionally: "I can leave, but if I leave, no one will sue your little Mumu. If he is bullied by those reporters that afternoon..."

Hearing this, Liang Xiaoniao hesitated for a moment.

He doesn't care about anything else, but it's absolutely unacceptable for Amu to be bullied!

"You, wait a minute! Hey, that's not right...you signed a contract with Amu! If you don't file a lawsuit, you are in breach of the contract!"

Seeing that he really believed it, Chen Shuling immediately fell to the side with a smile, "Hahahaha... I can't do it anymore, your man is too funny..."

Lin Mu couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't bully him all the time."

Only then did Liang Xiaoniao realize that she had been cheated, and said angrily, "Chen Shulin! You wait for me! I... Amu! Don't give him lunch!"

Lin Mu smashed Chen Shuling with the document, and comforted Liang Xiaoniao: "Alright...I'll let him go out to eat by himself."

After thinking about it, Liang Xiaoniao still felt angry, and stood up abruptly, "No, I'm going to beat him up!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Mu heard a desperate voice from over there: "I have hidden in the men's room and I can still be caught... Hey, Mr. Liang? Don't run away, Mr. Liang! Come back! I only have two days left of my annual leave. I really don't want to be caught again..."

"..."

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In order not to miss any details, the reporters arrived early and waited in the spacious hall on the first floor of Hebai Building for the staff to guide them into the venue.

The first few media outlets who reported the bankruptcy of Hebai Entertainment were surrounded by their peers, looking for inside information.

"Such a big news, we don't let us hear it at all. I only found out after reading your report... Lao Gao, you are too unkind!"

That being said, how normal is it to grab headlines?Could it be that before I interviewed myself, I had to tell my competitors to come and grab them together?

Isn't this as stupid as telling the opponent what he is going to do when guessing fists?

The man known as Lao Gao smiled and said haha: "Isn't it because the editor-in-chief was in such a hurry that I didn't have time to say it! Next time, I will definitely let you know next time..."

The man also knew that this was a polite remark, and the previous sentence was just to start a conversation, to test whether Lao Gao could share some news in advance.

Seeing that Lao Gao seemed to have the intention to share, another person took up the conversation and asked, "Is the news of Hebai Entertainment's bankruptcy true?"

Everyone eats this bowl of rice, and you can tell at a glance which ones in a draft are fabricated and which are real.

But the problem is that these media outlets are too good at making up stories. They know that there is indeed a problem with Hebai's funds, but they don't know if it is serious enough to file for bankruptcy protection.

"It's hard to say..." Lao Gao elongated his voice, with a rather meaningful feeling, "After all, how can we outsiders know too clearly about the affairs of their company?"

He said that he didn't know, but he said that he had inside information, but it was inconvenient to say it too clearly.

At this time, it is time for others to show their "sincerity".

Everyone at the press conference only had one or two questions. In order to grasp the key points when asking questions later, the other reporters looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and agreed.

The reporter who spoke first stretched out two fingers towards Lao Gao, "This number?"

Lao Gao's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves.

The others quickly gestured with their eyes and asked the reporter to add a finger.

Lao Gao raised his eyebrows and sighed, "We are journalists..."

The reporter made a "five".

Lao Gao was unmoved, and continued: "Competitiveness is very high, sometimes in order to grab a headline, you really have to fight for it!"

The person who stood up twitched his eyebrows, made an 'eight' directly, and said in a deep voice, "It's not easy for everyone to come out to make a living, so don't overdo it!"

A piece of news has such a low score, no matter how high it is, it will be meaningless.

Only then did Lao Gao let go, glanced at the situation in the hall, and pointed his chin to the French window, "Let's go there and talk."

The reporters followed with pained faces.

Lao Gao was very trustworthy, and when he arrived at the place, he made sure no one was eavesdropping, so he said directly, "Let's put it this way, Hebai Entertainment's capital chain is now..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, he heard a group of people in the back exclaim: "Damn it!"

"Om - hum -"

The roar of the sports car motor is from far to near, and more than a dozen sounds overlap together, creating a sense of presence that cannot be ignored.

All eyes were on the door.

The next moment, luxury sports cars lined up and broke into everyone's sight, a beautiful drift, and stopped firmly on both sides of the gate.

Everyone took a closer look, Lamborghini, Ferrari, Bugatti... the leading one is even the Bugatti Vesu 8, which is limited to 16.4 units in the world!

A supercar worth 4000 million!

Luxury sports cars are not uncommon in this place where there are many entertainment companies, but a dozen of them appearing together, they are neatly arranged in the order of "red, orange, yellow, blue, purple, black, white and gray" and symmetrically arranged on both sides. Everyone in the hall feels It was as if stacks of banknotes were moving in front of my eyes.

The reporters suddenly forgot what they were talking about.

After a moment of silence, someone finally spoke, full of jealousy and excitement, and said, "Hurry up and bring the camera over here! There must be superstars with so many cars... Eh?"

The doors of sixteen luxury sports cars were opened at the same time, but the ones who came down were not any well-known artists from the media.

On the contrary, the people who got out of the car were ordinary people in waiter uniforms and plates in their hands.

"..."

The reporters watched in bewilderment as these people walked to the front desk with plates in their hands, and said politely, "Hi, I am the delivery specialist of Quanjude, and I am here to deliver roast duck to Mr. Lin."

"...Takeaway?"

The reporters watched all this dumbfounded, almost crazy.

"Hello, I am the delivery specialist of the Moscow restaurant, here to deliver a can of beef stew..."

"Hi, I'm also here to deliver food...By the way, I wonder if Mr. Liang's family still needs errands to buy food? The driver is also available! Make sure not a single drop of soup will be spilled!"

Another delivery specialist had obviously inquired about the inside story, and handed over his number on a tissue, "Hi, this is my business card. If Mr. Liang needs to drive, you can contact me directly... "

……

The waiters who served as guest delivery staff in sixteen restaurants went upstairs in four elevators, until the elevator doors were all closed, and the people in the lobby were still in a trance.

Tens of millions of luxury sports cars...

Is it just for food delivery? !

A new reporter who just entered the industry looked at the neatly arranged super sports cars outside, and was a little out of breath.

At this time, there was another "hum--" sound outside the door.

Everyone's hearts trembled, thinking that there will be two rows of takeaway sports cars again, right?Can the small square outside fit in?

Fortunately, Liang Ji was not so insane.

With the roar of the motor, what came into everyone's sight was an Aston Martin that was much inferior to those tens of millions of sports cars in front.

The car that Liang Ji and Lin Mu shared yesterday.

Watching Liang Ji get out from under the Aston Martin's small wing-shaped door, a bolt of lightning hit everyone's minds, reminding them of a title——

#夫妻share a car, Hebai Entertainment is about to go bankrupt#

Now look at those rainbow-colored sports cars outside, the exaggerated scene just now has an explanation.

Dozens of pairs of eyes blinded by the luxury car suddenly regained their clarity. All the reporters watched Liang Ji walk over from the seventeen piles of pink banknotes, and the fire of hatred for the rich was burning in their eyes!

Liang Xiaoniao was so focused on going upstairs to beat Chen Shuling that she didn't notice the hateful eyes of the reporters. She strode across the hall and entered the direct elevator, and suddenly felt a chill behind her.

It's getting cold, it's time for Amu to turn up the heating in the company.

Thinking about it this way, the pure and domineering president didn't notice anything unusual, and his anger was cleared the moment he saw Amu. He readily agreed to the other party's invitation and joined the team having lunch together.

After lunch, Chen Shuling checked the topic. Seeing the latest news, he couldn't help being silent for two seconds, and motioned Lin Mu to go to the window with him to have a look.

Looking down from the 16th floor, an indigo-blue Aston Martin lay across the square, surrounded by a group of reporters to take pictures.

Lin Mu glanced at Chen Shuling for some reason.

Chen Shuling handed him the phone, "Seriously, I'll keep the free divorce certificate for you all the time."

"...Don't talk nonsense."

Lin Mu frowned disapprovingly, but when he saw the news headlines, he couldn't help but fell silent.

"..."

When Liang Xiaoniao came back after rinsing her mouth, she saw Chen Shuling getting so close to A Mu, her brows and eyes sank.

Strongly separated the two from the middle, Liang Xiaoniao glared at Chen Shuling as if in protest, and leaned over to look at Lin Mu's phone screen, "What are you two talking behind my back? You are so mysterious..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the content on the screen clearly, and his voice stopped abruptly——

#紫贵希望!Sixteen sports cars delivering food, is it a loss of humanity or a loss of morality! #

#Death to save face!In order to refute the media's remarks, Liang Ji drove [-] supercars to deliver food! #

#The last carnival before bankruptcy!The president's luxury car delivers food, is it a show of affection or a demonstration? #

……

Liang Xiaoniao swallowed, and couldn't help but took half a step back.