: Calculate the accounts after autumn

Outside the banquet hall, Shang Jie's face was terrifyingly low after listening to Linchuan's general description.

Jiang Xingxing's cell phone was completely turned off because it was too disturbed. After dialing out a few phone calls, he couldn't contact her at all. He just threw the phone out and smashed the wall with a "bang".

Linchuan was really angry, so he turned around and called out a few phone calls and asked his subordinates to go and check it immediately. Within two minutes, there was news. He came back and said to Shang Jie: "Jiang Xingxing's agency is preparing to hold a press conference to clarify Feng Qingcai's affairs."

"A whole day, such a big thing happened, the whole world knew, I don't know."

Shang Jie clenched his fists, and the veins of blue veins rising from the back of his hand. His bottomless eyes looked coldly at Linchuan: "Don't tell me, you don't know either."

Linchuan only felt that all the hairs on his back were standing up, so he didn't dare to look at him at all, and said, "Actually, things had started to improve in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, Feng Qingcai suddenly appeared. Two hours ago, he stood up and poured dirty water, making things worse. I considered that today's meeting was of great importance. If it could be resolved at the beginning, I would not have..."

Shang Jie kicked Linchuan with a strong kick, but he did not dodge and was taken to death.

“Fuck it all.”

His tongue twisted out these words coldly and strided away.

Linchuan endured the pain and returned to the banquet hall to apologize to the guests from the UK: "Mr. Shang has a very important thing to deal with. Can you make another appointment for the contract?"

The British guest obviously did not expect that there would be something more important today than a cooperation agreement. He would take the morning flight back to China tomorrow morning.

"I don't know when the next meeting will be. Mr. Shang is sure to leave at this time?"

A dissatisfied look appeared on the guest's face: "Is there anything more important than our cooperation?"

"terribly sorry."

"I thought the Shang Group was trustworthy, and showed 100% sincerity to come to China in person to discuss cooperation with General Shang, but he wanted to leave at this time. I was very confused."

Linchuan also understood that it was a pity to leave now. Seeing that the cooperation was 99% negotiated, he chose to give up at this last step.

However, in his heart, he had a choice.

...

The brokerage company has begun planning a press conference.

As soon as Jiang Xingxing walked into the press room, he was surrounded by a group of fly-like reporters.

"Miss Jiang, are you really Feng Qingcai's mistress?"

"How many men do you have besides him?"

"Have you been a mistress?"

Jiang Xingxing was heavy and his feet were light, and even his eyes were a little slight. She explained weakly: "I don't."

"Feng Qing is a family man, how do you explain this!"

"I have no idea."

"So you don't know that Feng Qingcai has a family?"

"I don't know! I don't know him at all!"

"Do you admit you have a boyfriend?"

"I have……"

"Is that person Feng Qingcai?"

"No! I have to say it many times, I don't know him at all!"

"Who is your boyfriend? Is he the person in the previous photo?"

"right."

"There are two men in the photo. Who is your boyfriend or is it that both of them..."

Jiang Xingxing held the table with his hands, feeling his mind blank and his ears were full of buzzing mosquitoes.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight...

The road she chose was never just flowers and applause, but also full of thorns.

Assistant Lu Xiaodao handed over a cup of warm water, and Jiang Xingxing's hand that was receiving the water couldn't help but tremble.

She closed her eyes, held the handle of the cup and threw it heavily on the table. With a loud "bang", the entire publishing room suddenly became quiet.

The reporter stopped asking questions in confusion and looked at Jiang Xingxing in confusion.

She stood up, raised the bright and clear pair, looked at them, and said word by word: "I don't know Feng Qingcai. I have never heard of this name before today.

All the accusations against me on the Internet are slander.

I only admit one thing: I have a boyfriend, I have a very good relationship with him, I love him very much, and even though he has endless wealth now, when I fell in love with him, he had nothing."

"You are gathered here today, just to hear my answer, and that's my answer."

A reporter said: "We all know what's going on in this circle. Women are rich and not surprised. You might as well admit it openly and happily."

Jiang Xingxing clenched his fists: "According to your logic, a woman in love with a rich man is to be with a rich man, so a woman must marry a poor man to be considered chastity and innocent?"

This issue was thrown out, which made the reporter say nothing. However, whenever there was a problem with feminism, these media writers who were in trouble knew that they must speak carefully to avoid becoming the target of public criticism.

The reporter then led the question to Feng Qingcai: "Since you said you don't know Mr. Feng of Hengtong Group, why did he stand up and expose you? What's the benefit to him? He has a family, and he bet on his reputation just to slander you, a female star?"

Jiang Xingxing felt that the reporter seemed to be targeting her specifically, and I wonder if he had been bribed.

"You should ask him this question, not me."

Shen Chuyan stood by the door of the launch hall, put his hands in his pocket, staring at Jiang Xingxing on the stage.

At the beginning, he was worried that with so many reporters, she might be afraid, nervous, and unable to cope with it. At that time, he could come on stage to help her at any time.

But he was completely overthinking... Jiang Xingxing had a clear mind, answered questions in a slight manner, and was no longer afraid.

She was much stronger than he thought.

"Miss Jiang, let's go back to the topic at the beginning. The cause of the incident was those two photos. Is the Rolls-Royce in the second photo the man who drove the car door for you?"

"That car belongs to my boyfriend, the man who kissed me in the first photo. As for the second photo, it was his assistant who opened the car door."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in an uproar.

"How do you prove it?"

"Who is your boyfriend?"

"Why haven't he appeared yet, or he doesn't dare to show up?"

Just then, a low-meal and magnetic voice sounded: "She doesn't have a boyfriend, but she has a husband."

Everyone turned around in shock and saw that the door of the publishing hall was opened. Shang Jie walked in with great strides.

He was wearing a white shirt and dark trousers, and his shirt was tied in a regular manner, with long legs straight and straight figure.

Shang Jie walked in calmly and calmly, exuding a cold and powerful aura all over his body, and the people around him instantly became a foil.

"It's Shang Jie!"

"Why is he here?"

"Does this matter have anything to do with him?"

...

The reporters were puzzled and talked a lot.

Shang Jie had already walked to Jiang Xingxing's side.

In the spotlight, he reached out and unbuttoned the collar, revealing his slender neck and delicate and beautiful collarbone.

Then, the white and beautiful hands slowly slid down and tightly held the hands of the woman beside her.

A layer of sweat had already spread in her palm. Shang Jie held her tightly, looked straight ahead, and announced: "Jiang Xingxing is my beloved wife."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in an uproar.

He did not give everyone a chance to respond and continued to explain: "The man in the first photo is me, and the second chapter is my assistant Linchuan.

What questions do you have? I'll ask it at once, but in the future, I don't want to see any rumors that will affect my wife's reputation."

His voice was calm and his eyes were firm.

Jiang Xingxing was flying dust and ashes all over the world, and the dust settled the moment he saw him.

Standing beside him, she would not be afraid of any storm.

Jiang Xingxing also held Shang Jie's hand hard and clasped his ten fingers tightly.

The reporters in the audience had not yet reacted for a while. They guessed that Jiang Xingxing's financial backer might be very famous, but they did not expect that it would be this one!

Moreover, now he is no longer a shameful relationship like a financial backer and a mistress. Shang Jie himself admitted that Jiang Xingxing is his wife!

So the previous rumors are self-defeating. With a powerful husband like Shang Jie, does Jiang Xingxing still need to seduce other men?

That's Feng Qingcai, who was like maggots and ants in front of Shang Jie, could not bear to look at him directly.

A reporter asked tremblingly: "Mr. Shang, how long have you been married to Miss Jiang Xingxing?"

Shang Jie had almost no thoughts: "Today, it's exactly 389 days."
To be continued...