Ou Zhexi dragged Lan Moying to his car, and he didn't feel pity at all. Lan Moying struggled vigorously, shouting for him to let go, but Ou Zhexi didn't seem to hear anything, dragging Lan Moying with one hand, taking out his mobile phone with the other, and calling his assistant Shao Han.

"Shao Han, you can arrange it, I want to hold a press conference at the Huayang Hotel, and I will be there in half an hour. There was no hesitation in the words, giving people an unquestionable posture.

"Have a press conference? Mr. Ou, this group of reporters are looking for you everywhere, and they are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and now our stock has fallen to the bottom, Mr. Ou is looking for you, and he is very angry and wants you to give him an explanation.

Shao Han has followed Ou Zhexi for many years and knows his style of doing things, but he feels that there is something wrong with his rash press conference today, what kind of press conference is he holding in this limelight!

Ou Zhe looked at the woman who was being dragged in his hand, and a hint of a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He knows what he wants to do, and since this woman is willing to play this game, then I, Ou Zhexi, will definitely accompany him to the end.

"If you are asked to arrange it, all the major media will call, including the newspapers under Ling Zihan's name. Ou Zhexi once again did not allow Shaohan to ask again, and cut off the phone after speaking.

How many newspapers under Ling Zihan's name? Could it be that the Ling Zihan I met halfway was a mediator? Lan Moying looked at Ou Zhexi with a look of surprise, she really didn't know what this man was doing. However, a sense of uneasiness soon came over her, and she felt that this man would not just let her go.

As soon as Ou Zhexi opened the car door and stuffed Lan Moying into the car, Lan Moying wanted to leave the car door, but a cold voice sounded: "You don't want the situation of this matter to worsen again, then you just stay in the car for me and don't move." Otherwise, you can leave, but you can imagine the consequences. ”

Do you still want to threaten me? I, Lan Moying, am not someone who can threaten me, I don't believe in this evil, and now everyone in the streets and alleys regards me as a shameless junior, what are the more terrible consequences?

So, Lan Moying's eyebrows were raised slightly, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled disdainfully at him, then opened the car door and got up to leave. The moment she got up, she didn't have any hesitation, why should she Lan Moying be at his mercy?

"You can leave now, you don't think that you can book a ticket to Paris and just leave, if this thing can make a big splash in City A, then it can also be done in Paris. ”

Ou Zhexi's infinitely bantering voice in the coldness made Lan Moying's back feel cold. How did he know that she had booked a ticket to Paris, and what the hell did this terrible demon want to do?

Lan Moying bit her thin lip and tried her best to keep herself calm. She turned around leisurely, but she knew how nervous she was at the moment, she was battling a demon with a high IQ. Of course, this war was provoked by herself, but some of the subsequent events were not what she wanted to develop, which shows that this man thinks she did it on purpose.

She tried to explain, but she still didn't. At this time, Ou Zhexi's face was dark and gloomy, could he hear her explanation?

"What the hell do you want to do, do you think you can scare me?" Lan Moying looked at Ou Zhexi with a cold face, and there was no trace of fear or pity in his eyes.

"What do I want to do, don't you Miss Lan Moying know? I just want you to give me and the public an explanation, is this difficult? Also, who are you, how can you be scared by others? However, I am not talking about scaring you, I can do what Ou Zhexi can say. ”

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a gloomy face, not giving her any room for rebuttal. Lan Moying could feel more deeply at this time that she had really stabbed a hornet's nest that shouldn't have been stabbed. She knew that it would be difficult for her to retreat from this war that she had invisibly provoked.

"Explanation? What do you need to explain? I was wondering why my picture was in the newspaper at the same time as you? Am I willing to let everyone point at the spine and scold shame? What do you mean, I want it all?"

Lan Moying's anger at this time has been provoked by Ou Zhexi, since he can't retreat with his whole body, it is death to stretch out his head, and it is also death to shrink his head, so just die simply! Pretend to be pitiful in front of this man, it is impossible to win pity.

Since he wants to spend it with her to the end, then she can only accompany her to the end. In Lan Moying's life dictionary, there is no word "retreat".

"It's hard to say, who knows what you Miss Lan want to do? It's not the first time you designed me, how did we come up with such an ambiguous photo, you should know better than me! Perhaps, for which man did you do it on purpose!" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying with a smile, of course the man he was referring to was Ling Zihan.

He arbitrarily judged that Lan Moying and Ling Zihan had a very close relationship, or that the two of them had promoted the development of this matter together. But there is one thing he doesn't understand, why Lan Moying makes her face in the photo so clear, doesn't she know the appearance of this photo?

Was she willing to do so much for Ling Zihan? Or was she used by Ling Zihan? However, the scene of the two of them just now in Ou Zhexi's eyes was Qingqing and me, lingering in his mind, since it has something to do with Ling Zihan, then this matter is more interesting.

"You, you are so shameless!" Lan Moying knew that Ou Zhexi was saying that she couldn't design him that night, but slept with him.

"Shameless? We don't divide each other, today we have become the protagonists of this colored game, do you say that you can still distinguish who is shameless and who is not shameless? You don't want things to go to the worst, you have to follow me now. ”

"Don't I have anything else?" Lan Moying's cold voice sounded again, but with her usual composure.

"What do you say?, do you still have any room?" the banter on the corners of Ou Zhexi's mouth rose again.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Lan Moying's question sounded again, echoing in the sky on the outskirts for a long time.

"If you want to know what I want to do, then you get in the car and follow me to the press conference, you know what I want to do. Ou Zhexi didn't give Lan Moying a clear answer, but the meaning was very clear, telling Lan Moying that if he wanted to know the answer, he had to follow him.