Dihua President's Office

Lin Bixiao went over the situation and problems that he might face at the press conference for a while, and Xiao Ye knocked on the door and came in.

"Young lady, everything is ready. Journalists are already entering the venue one after another. ”

Xiao Ye's work efficiency is quite good, and because Dihua has a stock market limit today, there are many reporters guarding it, but because Bi Qianmo is in a coma, Bi Fangzhou is hospitalized, and Bi Anmo is on a business trip and can't get an exact statement.

At this time, I heard that Dihua was going to take the initiative to hold a press conference, and of course I would not miss this good opportunity.

Lin Bixiao nodded.

She took a deep breath and strode to the hall downstairs of Dihua.

"Ah Xiao, don't be nervous, Dad believes you can do a good job."

Lin Shuhao was inconvenient to go to the press conference with Lin Bixiao at this time, not to mention the actual problems, and it was possible to blur the focus because of the previous Hanxiao bankruptcy.

"I don't want to be nervous either." Lin Bixiao wanted to smile relaxedly, but when he really smiled, his smile was very stiff.

How can you not be nervous!

Although she has participated in many press conferences, she has even blackened herself at press conferences in the past. But before, she either represented Han Xiao or an individual.

This time it's completely different.

She not only has to represent Dihua in the absence of the Bi family, but also has to turn the tide in Dihua's current rather unfavorable situation.

Lin Bixiao is really afraid that she can't do it well.

Lin Shuhao also understood her feelings, he has always been the kind of father who does more and talks less, and he doesn't know what to say to make Lin Bixiao relax for a while.

"Young lady don't have to worry."

Instead, Xiao Ye said calmly, "Your current identity is the acting president of Dihua, and you completely represent Dihua." ”

Xiao Ye's words didn't sound like much at first glance, but Lin Bixiao was only slightly stunned before reacting, "Okay, I know." ”

Lin Bixiao understood that what Xiao Ye really wanted to express in his words just now was not only to let Lin Bixiao not worry, but also to show the momentum and courage he deserved.

The whole Dihua is her confidence, and she has no reason or need to be timid.

Despite this, when Lin Bixiao arrived at the hall on the first floor, he was still frightened by the large piece of black pressure.

It was only two hours from the time she decided to hold a press conference, but the reporters present were more than any she had ever experienced before, which shows the great impact of this Dihua accident in the entire imperial capital.

The platform in the hall was also improvised, but it didn't give the slightest sense of improvisation.

Lin Bixiao glanced at Xiao Ye, who was communicating with the staff, and once again sighed in his heart about his efficiency.

Of course, it was inevitable that Bi Qianmo came to mind.

She had long known that Bi Qianmo was very powerful, otherwise it would not have been possible to make Dihua reach its peak state in just a few years.

She has always admired Bi Qianmo and has always regarded him as a target.

But it wasn't until this moment that Lin Bixiao stood in Bi Qianmo's former position that she realized that the word 'powerful' was no longer enough to describe the demonic man.

Lin Bixiao even told herself in her heart that maybe this time Dihua had such a series of things, in fact, God wanted to give her a chance to exercise, so that she could grow more rapidly.

She doesn't want to be able to reach the same height as Bi Qianmo, at least to close the gap between the two people.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the press conference officially began, and Xiao Ye was the first to play.

Almost as soon as he came on the field, some reporters below rushed to ask:

"May I ask Xiao Tezhu, can Dihua really give the public the most realistic statement by holding such a temporary and hasty press conference at this time?"

It can be said that the words of the reporter who took the lead in speaking have been quite sharp.

Although his words were still tactful, the implication was that Dihua held a press conference in such a short period of time before he even had time to deal with the stock price issue, and I am afraid that it was just a plan for the public relations team to fool them.

Although Lin Bixiao was a little far away from the reporter, fortunately, her eyesight was good, and she saw the other party's unit from the work card on his chest - "Imperial Capital Times".

She narrowed her eyes.

If she remembers correctly, the newspaper had previously speculated and slandered her in the name of wanting to give the public the most truthful response.

A chill flashed in Lin Bixiao's eyes, but she didn't make any moves.

She knew very well that this was just the beginning, and there must be more and more acute questions to follow, and it would be a piece of cake to deal with such problems with Xiao Ye's ability.

Sure enough, Xiao Ye spoke in the next second-

"Thank you very much for your concern about Dihua Group," Xiao Ye said calmly, "I believe you have heard a lot of rumors since this morning." ”

He glanced lightly at the reporter from the Imperial Capital Times and continued:

"The reason why we chose this time to hold a press conference is not only to clarify the rumors, but also to have some things that need to be announced. As for the questions you want to answer, our acting president will answer them one by one at the press conference later. ”

After saying this, Xiao Ye made a gesture of invitation and invited Lin Bixiao, the acting president, to the stage.

Regarding Lin Bixiao's appearance, the on-site reporters were not too surprised, probably because they already knew about it from grapevine. But obviously, from the moment Lin Bixiao sat down on the stage, the environment under the stage was obviously a little noisier than when Xiao Ye spoke just now.

Where would Lin Bixiao not know the reason is that these reporters didn't take her seriously at all.

She narrowed her eyes, the corners of her lips raised a cold arc, and slowly spoke:

"Good afternoon, journalists, I am Lin Bixiao, acting president of Dihua, and I will answer your questions about today's stock price changes and President Bi Qianmo's coma."

"I hope you will ask questions in an orderly manner and do not have to scramble."

Lin Bixiao's cold voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and he didn't seem to take these reporters' dismissal seriously at all.

At that moment, the momentum that emanated from her body to look at the world was so similar to Bi Qianmo on weekdays.

The reporters present were obviously stunned, and only then did the reporters raise their hands.

Xiao Ye glanced at Lin Bixiao with inquiring eyes, and only after Lin Bixiao bowed his head slightly did he let the reporter get up and ask questions.

"Miss Lin, just now you said that President Bi was in a coma, so may I ask if Mr. Bi has really been notified of critical illness by the hospital as rumored, and the possibility of being awake again is very small?"

As soon as the reporter's words fell, Lin Bixiao's face sank, and there was a bit of obvious anger between his eyebrows.