Chapter 915: The Pressure of Public Opinion

Lin Yunyun did not hide it, and the reporters recognized it at a glance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There was a lot of trouble about this matter, and now that Lin Wanyun came out with his assistant, a group of reporters rushed over like flies smelling delicious cakes.

The reporter's question was naturally about this premeditated murder, because the official has already defined this incident as premeditated murder.

"Miss Lin, has Assistant Luo cleared his suspicion?" The one who started to ask was from Huaxin Weekly, and his family must have asked about the favorable direction.

"The fact that my assistant and I are standing here speaks volumes. Lin Wanyun replied.

"In this case, why did the fat man Wang who sent the props go back to bite out Assistant Luo. Someone asked.

The reporters who come now are all arranged by Kong Xuguang, so naturally they will not arrange those newspapers that are hostile to Xinghui, it can be said that they are all their own people, even if there are a few people who are not their own, they can't set off any waves.

"I believe that I want to know more than everyone why Wang Fatzi framed my assistant, after all, it was my assistant who suffered and suffered, and I was the one who was scolded and blamed. Lin Wanyun replied.

The reporter sighed, thinking that when Assistant Luo was taken away by J Fang before, the media reports on Lin Wanyun were not so gentle.

I thought she couldn't turn over if she offended the Li family, who knew that the assistant was fine now, standing here in a dignified manner.

"Miss Lin, who do you think will do this? I heard that after the filming of "Battle Flag", some actors in the crew have a lot of conflicts with you, could it be that someone wants to use this incident to rectify you?" The reporter's words were very direct.

Who is the one who has a conflict with Lin Wanyun?

Some time ago, there was such a big fuss, and there was no one else except Wang Zeling.

The reporter obviously led the matter to Wang Zeling, Lin Yunyun looked at him and smiled, and then said:

"I only believe in the evidence, and I also believe that the JC Bureau will deal with it fairly, and there will be no more things like treating my assistant. ā€

When Lin Wanyun's words came out, the reporters seemed to smell some keen topic, and they all surrounded Luo Xiaoxia and asked:

"May I ask Assistant Luo, what does Miss Lin mean?"

"Is there someone trying to force you to bend you into a trick?"

Luo Xiaoxia faced the reporters' questions, and already understood what Lin Wanyun meant by what he just said.

Luo Xiaoxia has been running errands in Xinghui since the third year of junior high school, and he is also very good at talking to reporters in an ambiguous and vague manner.

It's not easy to answer such a question, if you don't answer it well, you will say that you smear the black, and if you don't answer, you will be aggrieved, why should you suffer these crimes.

Luo Xiaoxia raised her hand as if blocking the camera, but the back of the hot hand appeared in front of the camera.

Anyone can tell it's a hot cigarette!

Now, Luo Xiaoxia successfully used her actions to tell everyone that she had suffered.

"Assistant Luo, is this artificial? Did someone force you?"

Luo Xiaoxia looked very scared, and was very frightened in the face of reporters' questions: "I don't know ......"

What do journalists do?

One word to describe them: Brain Supplement Emperor!

The favorite is to boo, exaggerate, in fact, out of thin air.

Luo Xiaoxia's sentence didn't say anything, but it was more effective than saying.

Lin Wanyun held Luo Xiaoxia's shoulders at this time, and then said to reporters:

"Sorry, your question scared my assistant, please contact my agent for other questions. ā€