Chapter 245

The press conference will be held in the reception hall on the first floor of Zhou's building, which is also the most important base for Zhou to release news.

Early in the morning, reporters crowded the entire reception hall, holding the lights in the shooting site, and others were waiting anxiously for the arrival of Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia.

The hustle and bustle of voices has never stopped, and the voices of doubt have been circling in the conference hall. It seems that there is a trend that the more trouble is, the bigger it is. Some reporters and media have long been disgusted with Zhou Xingchen's style. Now that something has happened, they want to see how the accident will develop.

People are holding the mentality of gossip. It doesn't matter whether Liang Jia has set up a bureau, or whether Zhou's interests have killed Yan's son, or whether Liang Jia is innocent. It has nothing to do with them. They just hope that more information can be disclosed so that they can have a conversation after dinner.

This time, things are so big, not only the shares of Zhou group have been impacted, but also Zhou's reputation has fallen to a certain extent, and Liang Jia's name is on the lips of the common people every day.

There are even rumors that this bureau was set up by Liang Jia to help Zhou Xingchen eradicate the Yan family.

When Zhou Xingchen looked over from the backstage, the reporters seemed to be waiting for some impatience. One by one, they urged Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia to come, screaming in a high pitched voice, for fear that Zhou Xingchen would not hear the same.

Zhou Xingchen saw that the time was almost up, and he also took Liang Jia to the seat that had been prepared for them at the press conference.

As soon as Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia suddenly appeared, the scene immediately calmed down. The reception hall was quite quiet. Only some staff members continued to communicate.

Holding Liang Jia to wait for her to sit down, Zhou Xingchen's eyes gently glanced at the reporter who was about to speak. The reporter was obviously frightened by Zhou Xingchen's eyes and did not dare to breathe.

After Liang Jia sat down, Zhou Xingchen looked at the reporter again. The reporter seemed to remember what he was doing. He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment. Then he began to question Liang Jia.

"Mrs. Zhou, I heard that you set up a bureau to let Yan's heirs die in the hotel and buy murderers. Is that true?"

"Mrs. Zhou, please explain what's going on?"

"Mrs. Zhou, how do you feel about Yanshi's death to save you this time? Are you very happy?"

As soon as the front reporters spoke, the back reporters continued to ask questions wave after wave. Every question was very sharp. It seemed that they wanted to test Liang Jia's bottom line, and they had to force Liang Jia out of the truth.

Liang Jia's face was pale, but her face was very calm, even her eyes could not see any waves.

Under the table, Zhou Xingchen's hand tightly holds Liang Jia's hand, and his eagle eyes lightly look at the reporter standing up in front of him. In the fierce questioning, he suddenly coughed, making the whole meeting quiet.

"Dear journalists, we are certainly sad and painful about the departure of Yan's successor. How can anyone feel joy instead of regret for someone's departure?" Zhou Xingchen frowned faintly, and there was indifference between his eyes.

After a pause, he looked directly at the man who had just made a sound and said with a sneer, "my wife is not very comfortable, so I can answer some questions instead of her."

As soon as Zhou Xingchen's words came out, the originally extremely excited and noisy reception hall suddenly quieted down. However, his words were calm and rational. Most reporters looked back at the man who had just asked the question. It's hard to believe that there are still people in the world who dare to ask such sharp questions.

The man's face was very black, and he seemed to be annoyed by Zhou Xingchen. He opened his lips, as if to cover up his face, and threw out another question: "so Zhou Shao, since you are so sad, why set up a bureau to let Yan's successor die in the hotel? What's more, won't it cost your life? "

Zhou Xingchen's eyes became cold. For a moment, he looked straight at the man. The man shivered, but he also stood up and listened to Zhou Xingchen's answer.

Zhou Xingchen suddenly raised the volume, and his eyes looked around the audience with a chill. Seeing that all the people were watching them with a lively attitude, he narrowed his eyes: "first, I think you should know how to speak well. We didn't set up any Bureau, let alone intentionally let Yan's successor die in the hotel, I've made our attitude clear. When it happened, everyone was surprised. "

"And, I've stressed time and again, there's something else to it."

That reporter stands up again, the eye also took a glimmer of cold light: "that you pour is to say, how is this secret matter after all?"

Zhou Xingchen looked around and saw that many reporters were waiting for him to tell the truth. With a cold smile on his lips, he looked up at several reporters standing up in front of him.With the light flashing, he squinted: "today's press conference is held to tell you this. We are very sad about the death of Yan's successor, but it's really just an accident. We are invited to Miley hotel by Xia family's two thousand gold and Ning Shaoning Lihan."

"They said they had something important to talk about with us. As a result, we were attacked."

"You guessed right," Zhou Xingchen's pupil suddenly contracted, and his slender white fingers tapped on the table and looked at the people faintly: "it was Ning Lihan and Xia qiner who really killed Yan's successor."

The reception hall was in an uproar.

There are already reporters whispering.

"Of course, what Ning Shao and Miss Xia wanted to attack was us, but they didn't expect to meet Mr. Yan. Of course, there are some personal reasons for Mr. Yan, which led to this accident. Please treat it rationally."

Zhou Xingchen's faint voice echoed in the reception hall. He suddenly remembered that day in the hotel, Yan Du'an said "is it you" to the man who stabbed him

That is the tone of doubt, although the voice is very low, but Zhou Xingchen still see that the man and Yan Du an know each other. I'm afraid that's why he killed Yan Du'an.

I didn't expect such a reversal in this incident. For a moment, the meeting hall was very quiet, and seemed to be digesting the sudden news, and the flashing lights suddenly slowed down.

But no one noticed that the reporter, who was standing, had a strange smile on his mouth. He put his hand into the pocket of his coat, slowly took out two photos, raised them abruptly, and interrupted what Zhou Xingchen wanted to say.

"Well, Zhou Shao, how do you explain this?"