In the conference hall on the sixth floor, reporters from major media are constantly talking about each other, but in the lounge on the seventh floor, it is like half falling into an ice cellar and half falling into a fire pit.

"Ben, you go and call the manager of the hotel to me, I'm going to ask how she is in charge of the order and safety of the venue!" Qiu Lan frowned angrily, her eyes full of anger.

"I don't know which slut actually put me behind my back. She clenched her back molars hard, her features distorted, and the makeup on her face had been completely spent.

With smudged eye makeup, white-spotted foundation, and faded lip gloss, Qiu Yan at this moment is as if she has been poured by a downpour, embarrassed.

Suddenly, the furious Qiu Yan thought of Qiu Lan, and a burst of hatred and anger surged up in her heart, she bent her fingers and tightly clenched into a fist, "Qiu Lan, it must be Qiu Lan." ”

"No one could do such a thing except her!" Qiu Yan frowned, trembling with anger, "Last time, at my inauguration, she did such a thing. ”

"But this time, I've already made good arrangements, how can such a thing happen?

The farce at the inauguration ceremony made Qiu Yan lose face in front of the whole company's staff, and she still has lingering palpitations about the embarrassment of that day.

Therefore, before this press conference, Qiu Yan had already issued a mandatory requirement for the hotel, all reporters and videographers must enter with a work card, and they must be strictly checked, there are two checkpoints in total.

Moreover, she also asked the group's public relations department in advance to issue invitations to all newspapers, magazines, and media in City A, and it was impossible for people without invitations to come in.

There was also that recording, she could hear it clearly, and the recording was clearly Xue Yancheng's voice.

What the hell is this man doing!

At this moment, Qiu Shiming, who was silent for a while, and his face was pale, and his lips moved coldly, with a hint of anger in his cold voice, "Xiaoyan, what the hell is going on!"

"Didn't you already arrange it before? You still told me that it would be fine! Now, what's going on now!" Qiu Shiming's voice trembled with anger, and a cold cold light burst out from his deep eye sockets.

"And Xue Yancheng!" he clenched his fists angrily, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were fully displayed, "That day, when we were talking, only the three of us were in the study, how could he spread those words!"

"Dad. Qiu Yan pursed her lips, her eyes drooped, and her face was embarrassed, "I don't know, I don't know why Xue Yancheng would tell this matter." ”

She clenched her fists fiercely, clenched her back molars, and her face was dark, "Don't worry, I will definitely ask him for clarification, if it was really him who did it, I will definitely not let him go!"

"Ben, give me my phone!" Qiu Yan glanced sideways slightly, glanced coldly at the assistant beside her, and said coldly.

"Good, good. Ben nodded uneasily, frantically searching for her phone.

When she was in the company, Qiu Yan has always been a hot personality, and the assistants and staff around her are very scared in front of her, and now that this has happened, her mood is not good, and the people around her are even more afraid to provoke her.

"Mr. Qiu, your phone. Ben frowned, her lips pursed into a straight line, and she held her phone with both hands.

"Hmm!" Qiu Yan replied indignantly, took the phone, found Xue Yancheng in the address book, and indifferently pressed the "dial button".

Qiu Group, Xue Yancheng is sitting in the office, and on the computer screen, there is a live broadcast of the "Qiu Group Press Conference" released by Ximi Video.

Because he had a very important document to deal with in the afternoon, he didn't go to GreenTree Inn with Qiu Yan.

It wasn't until a few minutes after the incident that he received a call from a clerk who knew about it.

When he heard that something had happened at the press conference, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and when he turned on the live broadcast and heard the sound from the loudspeaker in the conference hall, the whole person was stunned.

The voice in the video is too familiar for Xue Yancheng to be familiar with.

That's what he said when he used the recording as a bargaining chip to meet Qiu Lan, but he didn't expect that Qiu Lan would quietly record this passage and send it out at the press conference.

In the live broadcast of Ximi Video, he saw the angry flames in Qiu Lan's eyes with his own eyes, as well as Qiu Shiming's dark face, and his heart tightened suddenly.

It was obviously the spring breeze in March, the most comfortable month, but his body was still in a cold sweat, wetting his close-fitting clothes and the bangs on his forehead.

After the riot, Xue Yancheng didn't have the heart to do anything else, but paced restlessly in the office, holding his hands in front of his chest and groping constantly, thinking about how to explain it in his head.

But that voice, Qiu Yan couldn't not recognize it, but I was afraid that it would be useless to explain it.

And just when he was flustered, the mobile phone on the desk suddenly lit up, and the words "Pale Baby" on the screen fell into his eyes.

At this moment, for Xue Yancheng, the beautiful telephone ringtone turned into a terrifying midnight ringtone.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, swallowed his saliva weakly, and rolled his Adam's apple up and down uneasily.

He didn't dare to approach this call at all, but he was afraid that when he picked it up, it would be a fierce roar of the Hedong lion.

In the office, the deadly phone rang for a full minute, and Xue Yancheng was just staring at the screen nervously with worry, weighing as much as a thousand pounds under his feet, and he didn't dare to step forward at all.

He knew that if he didn't answer the phone now, he would definitely anger Qiu Yan, but now that he answered the phone, he didn't know how to bear the consequences of this incident, so he could only let the phone call be noisy there.

In the lounge on the seventh floor of GreenTree Inn Inn, Qiu Yan wrinkled her brows and listened indifferently to the bursts of "beep" sounds coming from the earpiece, and the anger in her heart became more and more intense.

After a minute, the beeping stopped, followed by the official voice of the communications company.

"Damn Xue Yancheng, knowing that something was wrong, he dared not answer my call!" Qiu Yan held her phone tightly, her eyes full of anger.

"Sister Qiu, don't be angry, maybe Director Xue was busy with things and didn't hear it. Ben lowered his eyes and spoke slowly, his voice a little worried.

"Busy, he's busy?" Qiu Yan wrung her brows, snorted coldly, and sarcastically said, "Don't I know what kind of character he Xue Yancheng is?"

"It must be a thief!"

After so many years, Qiu Yan is not brainless, she doesn't know what kind of person she is around.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was gently pushed open, and a woman in a black dress and eight-centimeter high heels walked in, with a badge on her chest, "Administrative Manager".