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Facing countless flashes, Old Tang stood in the middle of the stage with a proud courage, waved at the reporters who almost jumped up with microphones, like a general who returned from victory, and also like a powerful man who was expected to be the one who had been expected. He did not know that today was not his speech stage, but more importantly, the scene of criticism.

"This momentum seems to have won."

Lu Yong murmured at Old Tang on the screen, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and then angrily smashed it on the table.

Compared to the rising people, he hated Chen Zhihe even more.

Relying on how many famous artists you have under your command, what are you showing off? What are you pretending to be a big head?

If Lu Yong can have the resources given to you by the company, I can do it too!

In addition to resentment, he began to feel a little panicked.

Now Wenhui has regarded Chen Zhihe as her first confidant. She ignored her clothes when she went to her office last time to talk to her. She is probably ready to kick herself out of her team.

Lu Yong is extremely sensitive to the change in leadership attitude.

Although I did something wrong, can I blame myself? I lost my company twice, but the main reason is that my songs are not good, and the other party’s songs are too good! Isn’t it?

I'm afraid Chen Zhi and this insidious villain took advantage of this. I don't know how many bad things he said in Mr. Wen's ear, which led to Mr. Wen's neglect and unfamiliarity with him.

If his company won this time, Mr. Wen would definitely think that this was all Chen Zhihe's credit, and there would be more things Chen Zhihe could slander himself.

No, no, it can't end like that.

Looking at Lao Tang who was broadcasting in real time on the computer screen, Lu Yong vaguely hoped that the other party could really tell the black ones that were white.

"That's right! It's me! It's not the Mr. Zhao you imagined!"

Old Tang said to the reporters carelessly: "Are you very disappointed? Are you very disappointed? Are you very unhappy if you didn't interview important people?"

The reporters looked at each other, and then a microphone was stuffed directly in front of Lao Tang, "Mr. Tang, is Mr. Zhao on the Internet really the manipulator behind your company?"

"Of course...no!"

Lao Tang opened the river: "My rising company has always been an excellent music company that is self-reliant and self-reliant. Everything is fair, just and open. All the company's operations are manipulated by me, and no one else intervenes at all."

Everyone was in an uproar.

“Bad talk.”

Wenhui frowned and said, "He is really lying and keeps his expression changing, which is also a skill."

Chen Zhihe stood beside Wenhui and felt a little panicked when he looked at this scene. What was the other party's idea of ​​saying this?

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He suddenly realized something abnormal, "In theory, shouldn't it be him who made a public speech and then asked a reporter? Why did the reporter ask a question as soon as he came up?"

Wen Hui said in a deep voice: "What everyone is concerned about now is not the truth of this matter, because it can be considered true and true. What they want to see is what response the Rising Company will respond under the reporter's questioning. In layman's terms, they do not want to see Rising Company's long-term discussions, but only want to see it being slapped in the face. Rising Company understands this point, and it is the part of the reporter's questioning. It not only attracts the public, but also makes explanations step by step in the reporter's questioning, and it is easier to convince the public. This is much better than directly clarifying it up."

Finally, Wenhui added, "It is not unreasonable that Rising Company can dance on the tip of the knife until now, but today it depends on whether you can still dance."

A reporter jumped out and asked loudly: "But there is indeed a Mr. Zhao in the structural diagram of Rising Company circulating on the Internet. It is not just this picture, even if you search for information about Rising Company on the website,

It can also be found that there is indeed a person named Zhao in the company. How do you explain this?"

"First of all!!" Old Tang said loudly: "There are so many people in the world with the surname Zhao, why do you think that Mr. Zhao you are talking about is Mr. Zhao from our company? This is not rigorous!"

"That's because someone took a photo of Mr. Zhao getting out of your company's car and walking to the party with you and Miss Chu Yaqing."

Old Tang stubbornly said, "What's the matter? We just met him on the way and took him all the way..."

At this time, the barrage on the computer screen was really scolding Lao Tang without exception.

"Can you still explain this? I'm really convinced."

"It's really invincible to be shameless."

"I vomited. It's so disgusting!"

"Why is the name of Zhao under your company list?"

"Reporter asked why the last party's list of Zhao was on the list of last party, and how did he attend the name of Rise?"

“…”

Looking at these barrage, Jiang Nanxue worriedly said, "How can this work? Others don't believe it at all. It's better to say it directly, why do you have to take a turn?"

Zhao Pingye glanced at the screen, then looked up at Lao Tang on the stage, and said, "Now others have a bad impression of us. No matter what we say, the public will remain suspicious."

"so?" Jiang Nanxue looked at Zhao Pingye.

Zhao Pingye said: "So, anyway, the public will doubt it. It is better to use Lao Tang's character first and make a forced explanation that can make sense, but if you think about it carefully, there will be an excuse for loopholes to make the public suspicion."

"Then what?"

"Then we acted like you guys under the public's 'criticism and correction', and you saw through it, we were wrong, to make the public happy, to make them happy, and then to take the opportunity to make the second lie."

Jiang Nanxue smiled, "At this time they believed it?"

"Even if someone suspects, there are only a small number of people. Online public opinion often only follows the mainstream."

Jiang Nanxue looked at Zhao Pingye strangely, "You are really a sensible person using one lie to lay the foundation for another lie."

"Missing."

At this time, a reporter stood up, "So Mr. Tang, why is Mr. Zhao's name on the list of the party scene prefixed by Mr. Zhao's name? What kind of explanation do you make about this?"

Old Tang seemed to be caught off guard, "This...that's because...by the way, because the organizer made a mistake, they printed it wrong, otherwise how could he participate in the name of our company? Right?"

"Mr. Tang, since that's the case, I have an electronic version list here. Do you want to take a look?"

"This...is because the electronic version is wrong, so..."

"Mr. Tang, here we have a list you submitted to the organizers of Pingsha TV's evening party. Did you make a mistake?"

"This...this..."

These reporters rushed forward, flooding Lao Tang.

"Mr. Tang, how do you explain?"

"Mr. Tang?"

"Mr. Tang?"

“…”

"Okay, okay!" Old Tang pushed away the microphone and the reporters around him, and said helplessly: "I admit, I lied. It's true, Pingsha TV is really, you can show everyone everything..."

Ye Lin's mouth twitched as she heard this.

Nonsense.

No reporter has ever been interviewed by the TV station at all. Even if there is one, Pingsha TV, as the organizer of the evening party, certainly cannot show the list of the evening party to the reporter. After all, as the organizer, it is a duty to protect the privacy of guests.

So, those reporters who asked questions were arranged by you, Rise, yourself!

But what's the point of doing this?

Ye Lin became curious.

"I admit, I lied, I forced myself to explain, can I return my belt to me?"

Old Tang muttered angrily, unlucky.

The barrage in the live broadcast is full of joy.

"Haha! It's up to you to pretend!"

"Inexplicably happy!"

"Just ask this, let him consume our compassion!"

"Old fox, finally telling the truth, right?"

“…”

"Sister Hui," Chen Zhihe pointed to the barrage and reminded carefully: "The wind direction has begun to change."

Wenhui's face was gloomy and her hands clenched into fists.

What if it makes the public smile? It should be like this or not?

Can you really whitewash?

She thought so in her heart, but she didn't agree with it very much, otherwise her expression wouldn't be so ugly.

Often, as long as you make a person who is angry with you smile, he will often not be angry with you again.

"Mr. Tang, what is the truth?"

Old Tang touched his hair, muttered a few words, and said, "Actually, that Mr. Zhao is indeed from our company!"

The faces of each reporter froze. When one reporter was about to ask Mr. Zhao what his identity was, another reporter suddenly jumped out and asked: "So, you have admitted that the Rising Company is not managed by Mr. Tang, but by Mr. Zhao behind the scenes?"

"Of course... no!!" Lao Tang refused: "I have already said before that Rising Company is completely operated and operated by myself and has nothing to do with him."

A reporter was stunned, "But..."

"What's the good cocoa?" Old Tang looked at the reporter like an idiot, "We have him as a person in our company, but this does not mean that he is manipulating the company. Forget it, let me explain it to you clearly, he is the father of the financial owner. Do you know what the father of the financial owner is? He invests in shares, gives our company money to produce albums, and earns money to share the shares. Otherwise, where can I have money to produce albums like this in my poor appearance? Where can we make good music from our company come out?"
To be continued...