At the beginning of the recording, there was a bit of noise. Fortunately, it wasn't very loud and didn't affect the listening.

"Brother Lin, what should I do?" Shen Jingyi in the recording was very worried, as if something happened that was out of her control. "How did that woman die? I heard that she had a car accident on a street a few blocks away from us, and the direction of her car at that time was from us. Does she already know about us? "

"Who knew she would finish the interview early and come back? Come on, don't be nervous. Whatever she knows about us before she dies, whatever she died for. The police said it was an accident. That's an accident. Who knows what happened before she died? "

Shen Jingyi was silent for a long time, as if thinking about the accuracy of Xiang Weilin's words. After a long time, she said: "but... But she hasn't married you yet! You can't be her heir if you die suddenly. We didn't plan on that in the first place. "

"People are dead. What's the use of saying that? Let's figure out how to get the money. "

"What else can we do now?"

"Well, let's get in touch with the donors and ask them to help."

"Help? How can I help you? "

"How else can I help? We held a press conference to openly transfer the money of an Ruixin to the donor unit, and then let the people over there transfer it for us. If we do this, no one will find out? Although we have to lose some money to the donor and the person who helped us change hands, it's better to have some than none. In this way, we can at least dig out most of the money, and those lost will be used to build a reputation for me. When I'm famous, I'm worried that no one will come to me for filming and advertising, and I'm worried that I can't earn the money I lost? "

"Is that really OK? Will the people over there be willing to help us keep it secret? "

"Why not? Haven't you heard that money can make the devil push the mill? As long as we are generous enough, someone will take over the job. "

"Then... Well, do as you say."

Although the recording time was not long, all the words were recorded.

After the recording, there was a long silence.

After that, a fan brush under the stage reacted first, picked up the mineral water bottle and threw it on the stage.

"Slut, scum, you can't die easily!"

The roar succeeded in waking up the stunned people present. Those fans who had suffered a huge blow because of an Ruixin's sudden death and their eyes were red could be regarded as finding a way to vent.

With red eyes and tears, he picked up what he could smash out of his side and tried to smash it on the stage.

A few of them are more explosive. They just get up and rush to the stage. They seem to want to tear up these two disgusting things with their own hands.

The security guards stopped by the bodyguards had to give up pestering with the bodyguards and try to control the emotional fans.

The scene of the press conference was in a mess. An Ruixin watched the fans who were sad for themselves after their death, and even ignored their efforts to stand out for themselves after learning the truth.