Chapter 92: Crisis Public Relations

Xiang Qing opened her sleepy eyes, got up from the white lotus bed with messy hair, walked to the fitting mirror and took a picture of herself: Well, her sleeping state is so rude no matter whose bed she is.

After thinking about it: whose bed is this?

Xiang Qing looked back at the bed, and then at the layout of the room, where white lotus clothes hung on the clothes rack in the corner of the wall. Didn't she rob Chang Su's room last night?

Xiang Qing walked out of Bai He's room with a sense of chagrin and walked straight to Qin Xiaojin's room.

The door of Qin Xiaojin's room was open, and at a glance he could see that there was no one in the room.

Xiang Qingxin sighed: Qin Xiaojin and Bai He didn't return last night?

She hurriedly shouted: "Chang Su! Chang Su! ”

As soon as he turned around, he saw Chang Su, he made a "shh ”

If you wake up, you can't talk generously.

"Ozu and Shiraho, they didn't come back for a night." Xiang Qing lowered his voice and couldn't wait to say.

"It's not that I didn't return overnight, but I went out early in the morning." Chang Su said.

Xiang Qing was a little surprised: "Where are you going?" ”

"I've gone to the Qin family's villa," Chang Su said and handed the phone to Xiang Qing, and said apologetically, "Sister Xiang Qing, Mr. Xiao and I seem to have stabbed you again." ”

Xiang Qing took the mobile phone and glanced at the news page, immediately supported his forehead, and shouted: "Oh my God." ”

Yesterday, she just dealt with the negative news of the so-called dating of Qin Xiaojin and Xiao Zhan, why is there a hot search on the news of the two dating early in the morning? This time, it was a family of four watching a concert, and even the talk of two people adopting children to form a family came out.

Xiang Qing returned the phone to Chang Su and hurriedly ran downstairs.

Chang Su shouted behind her: "Sister Xiang Qing ......"

Xiang Qingtou didn't reply, just waved his hand and said, "I have to go back to the studio immediately to deal with this news." ”

The voice fell, and the person had already left the old house of the Qin family.

After returning to China to build a studio, a single business did not start, just dealing with these negative news, the agent worked part-time to do crisis public relations, and said to Qing: It's so challenging!

For a whole day, I didn't eat a mouthful of food, and finally settled the matter, Xiao Zhanfang issued a statement to refute the rumors, and Xiang Qing also issued a draft of Qin Xiaojin's family's happiness.

The whole person was spread behind the desk in the studio, a heart finally fell back to his stomach, listening to his stomach "gurgling" and singing the empty city plan, thinking about finding a restaurant to treat himself, Qin Xiaojin's phone called: "Go to the blue flower dock to participate in the bonfire party, bring your paparazzi with you." ”

Xiang Qing's heart jumped to his throat again.

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The last time Xiang Qing participated in a bonfire party was when he graduated from high school, because he was going abroad, so that bonfire party was also full of sorrow for Xiang Qing.

However, the bonfires at Jacarandwood are all about singing and laughing.

Xiang Qing took the paparazzi Xiao Ming to get out of the car at the entrance of the village, and he had already heard the noise coming from the village.

"What a sound, it feels like it's lively." Coming to the Blue Flower Dock again, Xiao Ming was very excited.

Xiang Qing said: "It's a bonfire party. ”

The two walked into the village together.

The winter nights are cold, but the campfires in the distance are even warmer, making it warm at a glance.

"It smells so good!" Xiao Ming smelled the aroma of roast mutton wafting in the air and said excitedly.

Xiang Qing couldn't help but step up.

It is a bonfire party, but also a barbecue feast.