Chapter 400: I Am Poor

In the conference room, standing at the front of the rectangular round table, looking at the reporters and family members of the patients on the left and right, the smile on his face gradually subsided, and his eyes became much more powerful.

It's okay to make a little joke to liven up the atmosphere, it's not a glorious thing to happen, if you have a hippie smile, isn't it obvious to find ready-made reporting material for these reporters?

An Wen didn't want to get up tomorrow and see himself on TV early in the morning, and it still said "The merry genius is actually a fake drug tycoon", "The mysterious boss behind the red makeup is laughing and facing medical accidents", finally the last time he was on TV, he had to show his most spiritual side to everyone, after all, An Wen felt that he was a person who could be an idol.

"Hello, some of you here already know me, and some may not know much about me, but don't worry, I believe we will often deal with each other in the future, in fact, even if this incident did not happen to the red makeup, I also want to meet with you when the new Jinse is listed, but this meeting is just a little bit earlier in time. Calmly and confidently smiling at everyone, the kind of style of talking and laughing, not humble or arrogant, was vividly displayed in him at this time.

The reporters all focused their attention on this young man, and they were full of countless doubts about Anwen, how could the boss of the red makeup be a man, or such a young man, why did he not seem to be in a hurry about the current situation of the red makeup, and countless questions were like dandelions, falling on the hearts of every reporter present.

An Wen has studied speech, and he used to have meetings every day, so he didn't feel the slightest nervousness in the face of these reporters who dealt with people all day long and spoke sharply, on the contrary, he would give these reporters a hard dismount, so that they could deeply remember their own women's clothing boss - ahhh

"Before you ask any questions, allow me to introduce myself briefly, and I'm sure many of you should be curious about me, even though I'm not a mysterious man. An Wen's face was full of confidence, and when he spoke, there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, his chin would be slightly raised, and the body movements between gestures made his words more convincing.

"My name is Anwen, Anwen, Anwen, I am currently the person in charge of red makeup in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and I am fully responsible for solving the problem of red makeup this time, if you have any doubts, you can ask me questions now. An said solemnly.

When An Wen's voice landed, a male reporter immediately raised his hand, and An Wen recognized him, he was the reporter who had just greeted him.

"Speak, please. An Wen made a gesture of please.

After the male reporter stood up, he showed a shy smile, he reached out to support the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at An Wen and asked, "Hello, may I ask these sick and hospitalized patients, have they all used the new product Jinse with red makeup before?"

An Wen's face remained calm, but his heart was a little uncalm, he knew that he would definitely face this problem, although this guy had a smiling and good old man's expression, but he was obviously digging a hole for himself.

"Yes. An replied briefly and forcefully, he said that he would admit whatever the facts were, and he would definitely bear it for himself, and he would never deliberately evade it.

"In that case, the reason why these patients are sick is because they use your family's new Jinse?" the male reporter smiled, his expression sly like an old fox that had caught its prey.

An Wen wanted to laugh a little, but on this occasion he could only hold back his smile and not show a trace.

Although the patients used Xinjinse, the direct cause of their illness is related to Xinjinse, the hospital is still testing, and I believe that soon the distance will give you an explanation. An looked at everyone and said, "If the test results show that the cause of the patient's illness is indeed our new Jinse's problem, then what responsibility should we bear for red makeup, we will definitely face it head-on, and will not evade any responsibility, of course, if the test result is that this matter has nothing to do with Xin Jinse, then I have to trouble you, make all the facts fair and transparent, and give red makeup a fair look." ”

Although An Wen's words were objective, they still caused dissatisfaction among many patients' families, and they immediately exploded after hearing this, and they were so angry that they slapped the table and stomped on the floor, of course, An Wen selectively turned a blind eye to these people.

"He's quibbling! So many people are hospitalized at the same time, in addition to the reason for your new product, what else could be the reason?!"

"That's right, he's just delaying time, the hospital has been testing for so long, and no one has given a result, maybe the hospital has been bought by them a long time ago!"

"But isn't it, people who can buy our patients' families can't buy hospitals? We don't want money because we are victims, but the hospital may not be, don't you think that's the truth?"

There was a lot of discussion in the conference room, standing in front of me and looking at these family members, saying a word to me, saying with or without a match, thinking that these people are really drama spirits, and it is clear that it is time to receive a boxed lunch, but he has to add drama to himself, and his old paper may take money to buy you?

I'm a poor man, and he doesn't even have the money to buy roasted sweet potatoes, and he uses the money to buy you guys.

The conference room was chaotic like a vegetable market, and the family members of these patients were attacking the unscrupulous peddler An Wen like an aunt and uncle, and after the gossip increased, it made people feel bored, and even the eyes of the reporters became a little disgusted when they looked at these family members again.

An Wen didn't make a sound to stop it, whatever you quarrel with, I just won't accept it, even if you have eighteen kinds of martial arts, I still can't make you stronger.

At this time, a young female reporter suddenly stood up, she did not choose to ask questions directly, but looked at the patient's family members sitting opposite and said: "Patient family members, I'm sorry, can you please be quiet?"

As soon as the female reporter said this, the discussion in the conference room gradually became quieter, and when all the voices disappeared, the female reporter turned to look at An Wen and said, "Hello Mr. An Wen, I am a legal reporter from Kyoto Daily, Su Xiaoxiao, can I ask you a few questions?"

An Wen smiled and nodded, and said, "Of course, this is your right." ”