Ding Junhui looked up and just saw the reporter who had just asked questions. He was young, with beautiful short hair and a microphone. It was not so obvious that he was standing in front of the reporters.

"Yes, Mr. Ding Haobei relied on my grandmother to steal my father's official seal and used inferior toxic materials in Ding's group. I think we all remember that my sister signed several designers abroad and didn't come back in time, so she didn't stop my uncle's wolf ambition in time. All these can be found. As for the seal used by my uncle to sign the contract, It's a fake, too. " Ding Junhui said in a deep voice, "I hope that as a reporter, you can speak with facts. As for the grudges between my family and my grandmother, they were originally private grudges, so they didn't want to make too many official explanations. However, in addition to being unfilial, there is another word in the world: disrespect for the old."

Ding Junhui's voice was not big, but he named the subject of the matter without a word.

In the last incident, the reason why my uncle was put into prison was that he had done something illegal. As for why he did not disclose his relationship with Mrs. Ding all the time, it was because they thought about the last family relationship. But now this kind of family relationship is no longer needed.

The little reporter's words seemed to open a gap, which was obviously beneficial to the Ding family. She gave the microphone to Ding Junhui to tell him the truth.

Ding Junhui is an associate professor to be nominated by the University. He has a heavy burden of being a teacher, so he is not impatient, but makes people feel credible.

Only Ding Junqi, after all, is the film king. In fact, the credit of the film and television industry is much worse than that of teachers.

Reporters looked at each other as if they had been convinced by Ding Junhui.

"Well, excuse me, Mr. Ding, are you going to sit and wait for your death because of the big trouble this time?"

"It's impossible to sit and wait for death. Everyone has their bottom line. My father thinks he has done his utmost to them all these years. Before my sister came back, my father strongly demanded that my elder brother and I should not enter the business because all the profits of the company are used to help my uncle and aunt. My father didn't expect that we would be involved in the end, But now it seems that people's heart is not the same. What my father's filial piety gets is not the corresponding reward, but the more severe persecution. In this case, we will not continue to bow down. "

Ding Junhui straight sonorous, said to the media, but also to someone behind the media said.

Mrs. Ding watched the people on TV, shaking violently, "hum, I'm their own grandmother, how dare they treat me?"

"No matter what my father does, from now on, my elder brother and I will take over this matter. Similarly, from now on, Ms. Fang Rujuan has nothing to do with our family. We will rely on legal means to respond to everything she does now."

Mrs. Ding suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the people in the TV in disbelief. What did he say?

To break away from her?

She's their own grandmother. How dare he break away from her?

Are these people going against the sky?

Mrs. Ding has been relying on this kind of blood relationship to constantly overdraw her son's bottom line. Maybe she never thought that her grandson would say the words of severing the relationship with her.