Yesterday's showmanship and love scandal at the airport, today's press conference by Shen Qiong, and Jiang Fanxing's live broadcast, Mingtian's popularity is getting higher and higher, rising steadily.
Mingtian's previous explosions were only in the entertainment industry, but this time, he really broke out of the industry. Even many official media were reporting on him.
Although, they are all curses.
——"If something goes wrong and a girl is asked to stand up and take responsibility, such a man is really rubbish."
——"I was so blind that I liked this kind of man."
——"Oh, I finally became an idol that I like, but I didn't expect that he is a scumbag."
——"I feel sorry for my Xiaorong. The mobile phones are selling so well, I'm afraid I have to return them now."
——"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa; I still think there is a reversal in the spokesperson chosen by Xiao Rong, because I believe in Xiao Rong's vision."
——"The Rong Brand Department has gone to the police station, and Mingtian's backer has fallen, but it's not as miserable as Xiao Rong. I feel sorry for Xiao Rong."
——"I will never be a fan of those male idols in the future. Their houses are always ruined. I will still be a fan of Xiaorong. After all, he is really rich."
In Rong's Public Relations Department, Chen Yi and his subordinates held a meeting all morning to discuss countermeasures.
He just said, if a crisis hits you at any time, how can you still have the energy to take over the brand department? Now he has a headache and just wants to curse.
"Mr. Chen, the marketing department just reported that a large number of orders are being returned, and Rong's stock is also falling."
"Mingtian hasn't spoken out yet. I don't know if things will turn around. Mr. Chen, what should we consider in this crisis public relations?"
"Mr. Chen, although public opinion has not affected Rong's family, Mingtian's image has plummeted, which will definitely affect our sales."
"Let alone sales, the inventory cannot be sold."
Chen Yi pursed his lips, with a sullen face, stood up and said, "You guys think of a solution first, I'll make a phone call."
The old house of the Rong family.
Rong Zeshi was waiting for guests when he received a call from Chen Yi.
"Wait a minute, I'll take a call."
Rong Zeshi picked up the answer slowly. As soon as he heard it, his face became more and more ugly, "What did Mr. Rong say?"
Chen Yi: "Mr. Rong told us not to do anything."
Rong Zeshi had a sullen face, thought for a moment, and said, "You should pay attention to public opinion at any time, and I will contact him."
Chen Yi: "Okay."
Ming Shixun, who was sitting across the tea table, refilled the old man's tea and comforted him: "Uncle, don't be anxious, just have a sip of tea."
Rong Zeshi pretended to be calm, "Why should I be anxious? Your son has been scolded like that, and you are not anxious. Why should I be anxious?"
Ming Shixun is not very old, he is younger than Rong Congmu, but his old and serious temperament makes him look older than Rong Zeshi.
They are obviously two generations apart, but they can sit together and have a cup of tea and chat, and they have something special to talk about.
Speaking of Lao Shen, Ming Shixun has been Lao Shen since he was a child.
However, I gave birth to a very avant-garde son who opposed him in everything. He was rebellious in every aspect and looked nothing like his son.
"He is quite calm," Ming Shixun smiled slightly, "Finally he looks a little like me."
Rong Zeshi sighed, "Xiao Ming, I really admire you when it comes to education. You are even more ruthless than me."
"Don't be cruel, he doesn't know that I am his father."
"Oh, don't hurt the child. Look at my son. He has broken away from the father-son relationship with me."
Ming Shixun bowed to the old man, "Then you are more ruthless."
"No, I think your son is almost done. At least my son has left me a grandson, but your son has not. When the time comes, there will be no heirs, so don't cry with me."