I can. ”

"Okay, I'll believe you again this time, if you can't do it, you can pack up my things and get out of the company!"

After shouting this sentence, Tang Fanchen didn't listen to Jiang Qingyu's answer, so he hung up her phone directly.

Jiang Qingyu listened to the busy sound coming from the mobile phone, and slowly pursed her lips.

……

When the discussion about Jiang Qingyu was boiling on the Internet, Jiang Qingyu, who was in the center of the storm, finally spoke out, she said that everything circulating on the Internet was fake, and she would hold a press conference three days later to clarify everyone's misunderstandings about her during this time.

Most netizens didn't believe Jiang Qingyu's explanation, so they waited to watch her show three days later.

On the day of the press conference, many media reporters heard the news, and before 10 o'clock, the press conference was already crowded with people.

Jiang Qingyu was late, she was wearing a long skirt, a shawl on her body, and her long hair was not pulled down on her shoulders, it had only been a few days since what happened, but her whole person looked like she had lost a lot of weight.

This press conference will be broadcast live on the Internet, and before she spoke, netizens in front of the screen were excited, what Sister Bailian, messing around, can play, and all kinds of mocking barrages flew up.

Jiang Qingyu's appearance made the reporters at the scene quiet for a moment, and everyone watched her step by step walk to the position and sit down, hold the microphone, and raise her face.

The woman's chin was slightly pointed, her face had a sickly paleness, and she spoke softly, and her voice was hoarse: "Hello everyone......"

This voice coupled with this appearance made the viewer involuntarily feel pity.

A male reporter couldn't help but say, "Miss Jiang is not feeling well? Don't force yourself. ”

Jiang Qingyu raised her eyes to look at him, her voice was as beautiful and gentle as ever: "I'm fine." ”

The male reporter's heart moved and he wanted to say more, but was glanced at by a female reporter next to him.

The female reporter looked at Jiang Qingyu, who was weak, coldly, pulled the corners of her mouth mockingly, and said loudly: "Miss Jiang, may I ask what you have to say about the recent rumors on the Internet?" What is your relationship with those men? Are they the ones you've been dating since before your debut? ”

After a pause, the female reporter laughed, raised her eyebrows and continued: "But don't Miss Jiang think it's too much for you to date multiple middle-aged men at one time?" ”

She accentuated the words of many middle-aged men, and as soon as the sharp words came out, the netizens who were watching in front of the screen immediately burst into laughter.

[Hahahaha, this reporter's sister is awesome. 】

[I just want to scare this white lotus like this, deceive netizens for so long, and still pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic here, and vomit. 】

[Sure enough, it's still a woman who can see Bichi the most, can the male reporter just now go a little back? ] 】

Hearing the female reporter's merciless words, Jiang Qingyu's eyelashes moved slightly, and she said softly: "What man?" I don't know what you're talking about, I've never taken those pictures, and I don't know the men you call in the pictures. ”

The female reporter raised her chin slightly: "So Miss Jiang means that the photo that appeared in your live broadcast is synthetic?" Without waiting for Jiang Qingyu to speak, the female reporter continued: "But I have commissioned a professional agency to make an identification, and there is no trace of that photo. ”

Jiang Qingyu looked at her for four or five seconds before she said lightly: "If you want to add to the crime, there is no word." ”