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Chapter 676 [The curtain opens]

"Yes, Mr. Mo didn't come.

This time, the report in "One Weekly" is about Lizhi.

And the spearhead was directly pointed at him, why didn’t you see the true master?”

"Under this situation, Mr. Mo himself was absent from the press conference held."

"Is Mr. Mo doing urgent public relations now? He can't take off his body and come to attend this press conference?"

"Hehe, I said, brother, you are stupid.

What is Mo Xuan and Mo Cai Shen? Even Huang Yulang is not of the same level as him!"

"A small press conference, a small Huang Yulang, is not as good as Mr. Mo mobilizing and attending in person."

“That’s it.

No matter how awesome Huang Yulang is, he can still go to heaven? Can he compare with Mr. Mo?

In my opinion, Mr. Mo probably just doesn't take Huang Yulang seriously, a clown."

At this time, Li Meifeng, Zhou Haimei and Shi Weixian appeared.

But Mo Xuan was not seen. All the reporters who had been here for a long time were talking about it.

The words were full of confusion.

Now, the curtain of the "Miss Xiangjiang Dark Scene" incident above Xiangjiang has just begun.

Everyone, especially those journalists who are closer to the front line, understand a fact better.

Huang Yulang, since he had chosen to fire at Mo Xuan, then perhaps this is just the beginning and there is no problem of shutting down the fire all at once.

The enemy was ahead, but Mo Xuan was not in command on the front line. This is a big deal.

However, none of the people present were stupid.

This is just now the doubts in many hearts have just arisen, and someone immediately gave the answer.

Mo Xuan didn't take Huang Yulang's attack at all.

This may be Mo Caishen’s confidence in his own strength.

Not to mention the reporters in the audience, they have all kinds of thoughts in their hearts.

Anyway, on the rostrum, the rhythm of Li Meifeng, Zhou Haimei and Shi Weixian is in an orderly manner.

"Ahem."

First, Li Meifeng's soft cough stopped the discussion at the scene.

As early as Li Meifeng, when he was looking around with a strong enemy, he stood out from the queue of competitors with hundreds of numbers.

She successfully became the number one personal secretary of Mo Caishen, who was envied, jealous and hated by countless people in Xiangjiang.

From that time on, Li Meifeng officially entered the sight of the citizens of Xiangjiang.

For this reason, major newspapers in Xiangjiang also made a series of reports for Mo Xuan's beautiful secretary of electric eyes.

It is said that she has lived in Canada for many years and combines the excellent qualities of Xiangjiang locals and European and American culture.

It is really unbearable to say that she is beautiful, especially her big, charged eyes.

She said she had excellent abilities and graduated from the world-renowned university of Toronto in advance.

Say she...

In short, the reporters present knew very well about the Mo Group's chief secretary.

As the saying goes, the seventh rank official in front of the prime minister.

In the eyes of many reporters present, Li Meifeng's weight is no worse than the general managers of major branches of Mo's Group such as Fan Chengyi.

Even, sometimes more useful than them.

After all, compared with Fan Chengyi and others, Li Meifeng is Mo Xuan’s personal secretary, and what she represents is Mo Xuan.

The man behind her is the object they need to look up to for the rest of their lives.

"Hello everyone, welcome all of you from the media to attend our press conference today."

"First of all, I am Mr. Mo's secretary."

"Here, on behalf of Mr. Mo and the Mo Group, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you."

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was almost brewing, Li Meifeng opened her mouth slightly and smiled.

"Today, although Mr. Mo did not attend this press conference because of other things."

"But we had already received his explanation before we came."

"Mr. Mo said that all the reporters present are his old friends.

During the past or two years, for most of the time, we both got along very happily.

Therefore, some journalists should not sigh. Although Mr. Mo did not come today, our practice will not change.

Big red envelopes are all ready for you.”

In Xiangjiang, reporters are known as the Uncrowned King.

Although, with Mo Xuan's status, these young reporters can ignore them at all.

However, these journalists who are called "uncrowned kings" by the outside world can maintain a good relationship with them with a little price, such as a red envelope.

In this way, there will be any turbulence, or at certain specific times.

It can often play an unexpected role. Mo Xuan, but he is very far-sighted, and this little bit of it is not even a small profit.

Hehe, it's enough to be a huge profit.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Mo, this is indeed a famous charity in Xiangjiang."

"Yes, it seems that Mr. Mo is usually busy with everything and still cares about us needy people."

"Who said no?

I have been a journalist for so many years.

In other words, when I see Mr. Mo, who understands us, I really treat us as my own people.”

"That's right, Mr. Mo, when I saw his face, I was a good person and a gentleman.

In my opinion, Huang Yulang is afraid he wants to take advantage of Mr. Mo's popularity, such a good person."

"Yes! Yes!"

There is no doubt that in this world, most of the time, you can't say a thousand words, but you can't resist the real thing, such as the real thing that comes from a red envelope.

Now, the wave of benefits Mo Xuan has sprinkled has made the scene suddenly change.

Take others soft hands, eat others soft mouth.

Now, in front of the real red envelope, there are already many journalists standing on the commanding heights of morality, upholding justice for Mo Xuan, and condemning Huang Yulang.

Seeing this, Li Meifeng smiled knowingly.

"Ahem, okay.

Just now, what we said was just Mr. Mo, a reminiscing with you old friends.

Now, let's get to the topic of today."

As soon as he heard Li Meifeng's words, all the reporters present immediately recovered and walked out of the temptation of the red envelope.

One by one, sitting upright.

First, he glanced at the reporters present with his eyes, and Li Meifeng just sorted out his words a little.

Then, today's drama began.

"Everyone should know that since 1973, "Miss Xiangjiang" has been a grand event in our Xiangjiang River.

It can be said that it is a business card for our Xiangjiang.”

"But now, it actually..."
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