Listening to this buzzing discussion, Zhang Xiaoli felt that her whole person was excited. Although she had a negative attitude towards Liao Anru's tax evasion before she came, at this moment, she was infinitely relieved.

The bills of ninety-eight and ninety-nine years are slowly presented on the screen.

In 98, his income was close to 10 million, but Liao Anru only had less than 1 million for himself, and he donated nearly 9 million.

In 99, Liao Anru's donation exceeded 1,005. Although these donations are shocking, the donation bills have cleared all doubts.

No one spoke, no one asked, everyone looked at the flickering bills and snapped the ever-changing pictures.

And Zhang Xiaoli quietly watched Chapter 1015 Liao Anru, who was sitting on the rostrum, although she was not crying at this time, but through a short distance, Zhang Xiaoli could still feel that this girl who was about the same age as herself was depressed.

She cried!

At this moment, she quickly pressed the shutter, and she wanted to remember this scene forever.

"Miss Liao's donations, I didn't want people to know, but now someone is insulting Miss Liao's personality with a tax of 100,000 yuan, I think if I don't say it again, it will be a blasphemy against conscience, justice, and love, so I persuaded Miss Liao to truthfully announce all this......"

Who made the goddess cry?

Although she didn't say it, we still have to use my eyes to ask who it is that makes our goddess cry sadly! She has a kind and beautiful heart, full of friendship for this society, but she has been hurt again and again, who is it? Let our goddesses weep!

A person who can donate most of her acting career, will she evade taxes for a performance of less than 100,000 yuan? This question. I'm sure anyone who isn't a fool can answer you!

But there are some people, not only do they not praise beauty, but Chapter 1015 Since ancient times, they want to use their actions to let this beauty that warms our hearts wither and wither in these actions!

……

I asked, "Who is it?" No one answered me. But I believe. Justice is always on earth, and she will not let our goddess cry like this!

Originally, it was only published in entertainment publications, but the style of writing was like a small poem, and it swept all kinds of public opinion in just one day.

Who made the goddess weep!

This article, which looks like a poem but is not a poem, made Zhang Xiaoli, an ordinary little reporter, famous in one fell swoop. But the impact of this article is like a whirlwind. It has impacted the hearts of too many people.

Who made the goddess weep! A forum with this name had hundreds of thousands of replies on the day of its rise. Millions of clicks.

A Liao Anru fan club was established on this forum, and it followed. It is a legal support club.

The goddess must not be allowed to cry!

This is the slogan of this support group, and it is their action as well! Many people in the entertainment industry have stood up and strongly condemned those who make the goddess cry. There are countless calls from viewers coming into the newspaper office in an endless stream, as the saying goes. The phone is about to burst, and most people praise the show "Entertainment Without Limits" for being well-run, not afraid of power, and daring to uphold justice for Liao Anru! More often than not, they asked the newspapers to convey their demands to the government and the courts: to shoot the criminal who broke into someone's room with the intention of raping!

What kind of thing, relying on how much stinky money you have, you want to take it for yourself when you see a woman? It's not like that! Do you think this is the same as going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, throwing out a handful of tickets can put people in their pockets? This kind of person who ignores the law is not enough to kill the people!

Some people also put forward a strong demand, saying, didn't this guy fall down from the upper floor, if he is imprisoned, don't you have to wear the shackles of the death row prisoner before he dies, I have seen it on TV in the past, those who have been reported to be sentenced to death row have a layer of cloth wrapped around the shackles, I am afraid that the hard iron will be put back and forth in the flesh and the skin on the feet will be worn out, please tell the government, this guy is not allowed to wrap cloth on his feet! Just let his feet grind to rot, hurt him to death a shameless slut, or just shoot him like this, it's too cheap for him!

There is also a phone call that is similar to a pornographic joke, saying that he wants to give the suspect a poem as his dying gift, to the effect that the picture is comfortable for a while, and the second child wants the boss's life......

All the serious and not-so-serious phone calls are demanding the death of the suspect, or thinking that he deserves to die, and the emotions are so intense that the media reporters who set off all this think more and more that the selling point of this news is too hot, so hot that it will burn people to death.

Soon, the ward where Cao Yuan was staying was leaked out somehow, and since then, the hospital has been unlucky, I don't know what's going on, a lump of mud will be thrown in through the crack in the door, and it happened to hit Cao Yuan's bed. Although the staff of the hospital were very conscientious and came to change Cao Yuan's dressing on time every day, their eyes under the big mask were so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

Compared with domestic reports, Red Sky Entertainment is more bold, although they did not name the Cao family, but in fact, as long as they are people with a little common sense, they can know who they are talking about at a glance.

But the saddest thing in this storm was Prosecutor General Lei Xiaowu, who, after giving a news interview, sneaked back to Cambrian with his own people.

, those reporters spoke like knives one by one, although his evidence was not bad, but under the scrutiny of too many reporters, he was still speechless and dumbfounded. In order to cover up this, after reporting to Prosecutor General Li, he hurriedly returned to Cambrian City by car.

"I'm back." Lei Xiaowu, who walked down from a long-distance bus, took a long breath at this time, and on the familiar street, looking at the people who kept walking in front of him, Lei Xiaowu felt very happy.

My own people!

"Lei Jian, we must have a good meal this time." A young man who walked with Lei Xiaowu looked at Lei Xiaowu's expression and suggested softly.

Treating others with himself, Lei Xiaowu knew the feelings of these brothers, he waved his hand, and said very courageously: "This is necessary." ”

"Then shall we go home first or go to the unit first?" The other young man asked softly towards Lei Xiaowu.

Lei Xiaowu groaned for a moment, and his heart flashed through his experience of fleeing in the pursuit and interception of those reporters, and immediately said: "Let's go back to our respective homes first, and after I report to Prosecutor General Li, we will make the next step." ”

"Lei Jian, can we still investigate this matter?" A young man with three points of resentment on his face asked Lei Xiaowu angrily.

Lei Xiaowu also said angrily: "What to check, go back and let Liu Laosan tell the truth, and smash this matter on them." ”

The few people who followed Lei Xiaowu were all understanding people, and when they heard Lei Xiaowu say this, they knew that this matter was basically over, and from their point of view, they also didn't want this matter to continue. One is out of his own conscience, and the other is supervised by those journalists, which is really annoying.

"Let's go, let's have a meal first."

While Lei Xiaowu was talking, he took out the phone and dialed out: "Hey, is it Mr. Li?" I can't even hear my voice, I'm Old Ray. ”

Lei Xiaowu was a little unhappy when he reported his name, but that Mr. Li was really not an ordinary person, and after hearing that it was Lei Xiaowu, he smiled and said: "Lei Jian, it's you, I haven't eaten with you for two days, I didn't expect your voice to become so charming." I thought it was the big guy who called me. ”

"you, prepare a table of good dishes for us, brothers are tired of going out with me, let's have a meal first." Although Lei Xiaowu knew that he was fooling himself, he still liked to listen to this kind of small talk, not to mention that he had suffered all the hardships of reporters, and this was the time when he needed to be appeased.

Hanging up the phone, he said to the subordinates who were following him, "Let's go, Deep Blue Palace, let's enjoy it." ”

When a few subordinates heard this, they suddenly looked like cats that had seen mice, and their eyes lit up.

"Hello Lei Jian, I'm Wu Xiaoning, a reporter from Xinyang Morning News, I want to ask you, what evidence do you rely on to prove ......?"

Looking at the young woman wearing glasses and holding a huge microphone in his hand, Lei Xiaowu suddenly had an urge to run, but when he turned his head to look around, he found that he couldn't run, and several big men with strong bodies, all holding microphones printed with various station logos, besieged him.

"Lei Jian, weren't they all female reporters before? Why ...... now" The young man who followed Lei Xiaowu closely asked Lei Xiaowu with a little trembling body.

Where did Lei Xiaowu have time to answer this question at this time, he straightened his collar and walked towards that Wu Xiaoning.

The wind is blowing, but there is no easy water, so although it is Cambrian City, it still can't set off the tragedy of Prosecutor Lei......

Wang Zijun has been paying attention to Liao Anru's situation, and when countless public opinions were swept up by Liao Anru again, he knew that Liao Anru was safe, but when these public opinions flew, Wang Zijun also lost the opportunity to contact Liao Anru. Since ancient times, there have been many disasters and waters. As a person who is involved in officialdom, such a tail cannot be pinched. It's okay if nothing happens, but once something happens, there will be endless troubles. Not only is the road to official career blocked, but the leader is estimated to point at your nose and scold: how can a person who can't even control ** be in command and dominate one party? Don't even think about it!

"Doodoo"

The phone rang, Wang Zijun looked at the red confidential phone, groaned for a moment and picked up the phone.

"Hello Secretary Wang, I'm Cao Lushun, is it convenient for you to speak now?" A calm voice came from the other side of the phone, although the voice was unfamiliar, but the name Wang Zijun was not unfamiliar. rq！！！