What do you mean? Xia Tian didn't understand at all.

"But ......"

"Tilt, you'll support my decision, right?"

She couldn't refute anything, and he succeeded in closing her mouth with a single word.

What else could she say?

"Where is the press conference? I passed. ”

"The Grand Conference Hall of the Haitian Hotel."

"Okay, got it."

She hung up the phone and said to the driver: "Master, please go to Haitian Hotel, not Muguang Building." ”

Haitian Hotel is actually not far from Mu Guang, only a five-minute drive, Xia Tian called Huo Qingsong to tell him about it, and Huo Qingsong said that he would rush over immediately.

When Xia Tian arrived at the hotel, she saw that media reporters entered the hotel one after another, and they went in the same direction as her. The large conference room of Haitian Hotel is a conference room that can accommodate thousands of people, and outside, at least more than a dozen media reporters are constantly whispering something.

She glanced into the conference room, where the hotel staff was busy setting up, and there were already quite a few people sitting inside. Xia Tian looked around, estimated the number of people, and finally understood how determined Mu Jinchen was.

She wanted to call Mu Jinchen and ask him where he was, so she met Jiang Zi.

"Miss Xia, you're here too. Is Mu always really going to resign from the position of president of Mu Guang? Jiang Zi also arrived in a hurry, her expression a little tense, "Isn't it...... Something went wrong with his identification? ”

Xia Tian's mood was a little heavy: "His appraisal results are good. ”

Jiang Zi breathed a sigh of relief. But then, Qi said: "Then why do you want to resign?" ”

Xia tilted his head. Why? What does the sentence 'Mu Guang is no longer my best belonging' mean?

"Look! Mu Jinchen is here! ”

The media reporters who were chatting were in a commotion, Xia Tian turned his head to look, another door in the conference room opened, and a slender figure slowly walked in, he was not wearing a suit jacket or tie, his posture looked a little casual, but his steps were very firm, his eyes were faint, and he walked into the spotlight step by step.

……

"Hmm......"

Yin Xunzhen sat up with his head in his hands.

It seemed that there were hundreds of people pounding her head with an awl at the same time, and it hurt terribly, so she got up, washed her face and brushed her teeth casually, and then went downstairs in her pajamas.

Downstairs, my mother was sitting on the couch with a tablet, not knowing what news she was watching.

"Mom, how did I get back last night? You picked me up? ”

She really drank the short film last night, and she didn't remember that she accidentally bumped into Song Qiaozhi, and she didn't remember that Jiang Zi saved herself.

Naturally, she won't remember how she vomited Song Qiao's car miserably.

Seeing that the little face was pale, the mother walked over with concern, "Really, does it hurt to have a headache?" Last night a gentleman named Jiang Ci sent you back, baby, where the hell did you drink so much last night, how did you get drunk like that. Fortunately, that Mr. Jiang looks quite decent. ”

Last night, I really scared the two of them to death, for fear that their daughter would be bullied. Fortunately, my daughter's clothes are very complete except for vomit.

Thinking of last night's drunkenness, and thinking of the reason why she was drunk last night, Yin Xunzhen was a little anxious: "Mom, is there any news from Mu Guang's side?" ”

"Yes, I heard that Mu Guang's president, Mu Jinchen, right, held a press conference at the Haitian Hotel, saying that he was going to resign as president. Really, you can't get drunk for him, do you? ”

"What?!" Yin Xunzhen's face changed, and he immediately rushed upstairs to change his clothes.