When the two of them rushed to the hospital, the night had already covered the whole world, and the weather was not good today, so it was getting dark early.

An Shan parked the car in the backyard of the hospital, and as soon as he locked the door after getting out of the car, he immediately smacked his lips when he saw the cars parked around him.

These reporters are really patient, they are all about to catch up with the paparazzi, one by one, so many cars are all from the press, An Wen couldn't help but gasp, it seems that he is going to fight the tongue tonight, alas, it is estimated that the tongue is going to cramp, and it is okay to be busy at night, and I have to be busy during the day.

"You go over and ask about the test results, and I'll deal with these reporters. An Wen reached out and pinched Wu Mei's chin, giving her an encouraging look.

Wu Mei nodded lightly, looked at An Wen and said, "Then be careful yourself, I'll come to you later." ”

"Okay, let's go. ”

The two acted separately, Wu Mei went straight to the attending physician, while An Wen chose to go to the patient's family.

If this turmoil is not handled in a timely manner or properly enough, it will have an immeasurable impact on Hongxiang and Xin Jinse, especially these reporters, An Wen does not like them much, because it is also after having money that An Wen knows that there are some media and public opinion that can be artificially controlled.

Trembling, you can really do whatever you want if you have money.

All the patients in the hospital were arranged in the inpatient department on the third floor, and when he walked to the transfer table between the second and third floors, he stopped, he knew that if he went any further, he would be discovered, so before he was discovered, he wanted to eavesdrop on what was going on above.

The corridors in the hospital are very long, and the echoes are loud, so you can hear them very clearly.

"Are you a family member of a patient? I'm a reporter from Suzhou and Hangzhou Daily, is the reason why the patient here is sick because of the use of new products with red makeup?"

"Hello, I'm a news reporter from Suzhou and Hangzhou TV, some people say that the boss of Red Makeup tried to suppress this accident by buying patients, is this true?"

……

An Wen listened to the embarrassment on the side, where did he get the money to buy patients, he was a poor man.

This group of reporters is not a fuel-efficient lamp, especially they are very likely to be recruited by that woman, red makeup is now hot in the national beauty market, if such an accident occurs at this time, then it is tantamount to pushing red makeup to the forefront and roasting the new Jinse on the fire rack.

An calmly tidied up his appearance, put away his shyness expression, and walked up to the third floor seriously.

"Yes, that boss not only used money to buy us, but even used means to intimidate us family members, please expose that guy! Let everyone know his ugly face!" said the middle-aged woman at the head with an orchid finger.

When the bespectacled male reporter saw this action, he immediately moved his gaze to other places, and then asked: "Just now you said that the boss with red makeup is a man, what's going on? Aren't all rumors from the outside world saying that the boss with red makeup is a woman?"

"No, not a woman, it's a man. The middle-aged woman looked at the reporter and said.

"Man?" the male reporter nodded, jot down the message in a small notebook with a gel pen.

"Yes, it's a man, I remember adding a sentence when I reported it, he is a very handsome man, the kind that looks better than Pan An. Someone said as he leaned against the wall.

When the male reporter heard this familiar voice, he raised his head and looked ahead, and saw a smiling face appear in front of him.

"Are you ......?" the male reporter asked.

An Wen shook off his hair with great pride, looked at the male reporter and said solemnly: "I am the shameless businessman she said before." ”

The middle-aged woman stared at An Wen with wide eyes on the side, and her mouth was open enough to stuff a duck egg.

This is the first time a male reporter has encountered such a situation, why doesn't this guy play his cards according to the routine at all? Generally speaking, shouldn't people like him be fat uncles with big gold chains and a short temper? Why is he such a young guy?

"I remember what I told you, when writing a report, you must highlight my handsomeness, and the trouble with the photos will also help me look better. An Wen said with a smile, then turned and walked forward.

“……”

The male reporter was stunned for a long time, but he still couldn't hold back a word from his mouth.

Why is this guy so ...... Why is it so fresh and refined? Why didn't you say a word of shirking responsibility? How did you say the lines and questions that you had prepared?

An Wen walked in front of everyone, looked at them and said: "Hello, I am the person in charge of the red makeup, I am solely responsible for the appearance of the red makeup this time, if you have any questions you want to ask, please follow me to the conference room downstairs, this is the place where the patients are hospitalized, we can go down to talk about anything Okay? Don't affect the rest of the patients and the normal work of the hospital staff." ”

Hearing An Wen's words, all the reporters immediately turned their attention to him, and the photographers with long guns and short guns also took pictures frantically towards An Wen, which made An Wen, who was extremely narcissistic, finally experience the feeling of being a public figure once.

After An Wen said these words, he took the lead and walked downstairs alone, but the reporters seemed to not understand his words, and while chasing him to ask questions, they shoved various microphones into his face, and they were so angry that they wanted to stomp their feet.

Can't this group of people understand people's words? What they are saying is not the language of birds, and if there are any questions that they will answer later, they will answer them one by one later, and if they have to take advantage of this time to ask questions, they will not be able to endure a few steps? Is it possible that this is the only way to embody the quality of a reporter?

Funny.

When will the evaluation standard of reporters no longer be the truth and accuracy of the reported news, but this kind of gorgeous cutscene that sticks to the form.

When he was halfway through, he finally couldn't help it, stopped and turned around and whispered to the reporters: "Can you ask later? Can I hear so many people asking questions together?

The reporters burst into laughter, they didn't expect this guy to be so funny, although it sounds like an accusation against them, but why does it make people feel so loving?

An steadily lifted his shoes and glanced at everyone angrily, then turned around and walked towards the conference room.