bookrebus Chapter 422 A dead Taoist friend is not dead but a poor Taoist
Chapter 422 A dead Taoist friend is not dead but a poor Taoist
Pan Chao's voice was so sharp that it hurt everyone's eardrums and the entire press conference was dead silent.
Xie Jiang rubbed his ear uncomfortably, stopped reading his thoughts, and added slowly, "You said you didn't take any money, but I have evidence. Not only you, but also several reporters at the scene took money."
As soon as these words came out, cold sweat burst out from Pan Chao's forehead like a fountain.
Several other reporters who had also taken the money and prepared a large number of questions that were clearly pointed and extremely misleading felt their backs stiffen instantly.
Fucked!
What kind of monster is Xie Jiang? They received the news that Jiang Yue was going to release a new album before the New Year, and the next day they received the money and started preparing to ask questions.
How long has it been since then, and she was able to find out?
"I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. I never do anything that goes against the requirements of my profession." Pan Chao's face turned pale and he retorted anxiously, "Teacher Xie's reputation in the industry is not only well known to me, but all of our colleagues know it and reflect on it three times a day."
"Oh? What's my reputation?" Xie Jiang said with a half-smile.
Other reporters at the scene also laughed.
Jiang Yue bent his fingers and tapped the table lightly without saying a word.
It feels great to be protected by my sister.
"It's just, it's your reputation for always reporting to the police. We admire you so much. We've tried to arrange an interview with you several times, but we were all rejected." Pan Chao's legs went weak and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. "Really, we always hold ourselves to strict standards and never get involved in any illegal activities."
Damn, is Xie Jiang really just a female star?
Other police officers are not as awesome as her. She can send one person or even several people to jail with just one phone call.
Look at what happened to those once-famous A-list celebrities in the entertainment industry.
"Wow, you speak better than you sing. If I didn't have evidence, I would believe you." Xie Jiang's smile widened. "But I do have evidence, and I'm a caring person who can't stand seeing others make mistakes."
"Teacher Xie, could you please let us see the evidence that Reporter Pan accepted money?" someone shouted.
"Reporter Pan always likes to flaunt his noble character and his adherence to facts in reporting. Today is such a great opportunity, Teacher Xie, please let us take a look."
"Teacher Xie, you may not know Reporter Pan. He has tens of millions of fans and comments on every trending search."
"By the way, he has a ton of girlfriend fans, and he calls himself a cute little fat guy."
"He also frequently meets with fans, and many of his female fans praise him for his incredible spirit and his stunning handsomeness."
The reporters who confiscated the money at the scene were talking back and forth, loudly sarcastically attacking Pan Chao.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
Jiang Yue raised his eyebrows, a happy arc appeared on the corners of his lips. He turned his head and smiled at Xie Jiang, signaling her to hand over the evidence.
It doesn’t matter whether the press conference is held or not.
The distribution company wants to show up, boost pre-sales, and try to sell more albums.
Bring your sister along, the press conference will have a hot topic and gain popularity, and maybe even attract a wave of fans.
He was reluctant to let his sister make the difficult trip, so he asked her several times, and only after she insisted on coming did he agree to the publisher's request.
"Is reporter Pan so outstanding? I am ignorant." Xie Jiang picked up the phone, unlocked it, stretched out his index finger and tapped the screen. A video of Pan Chao talking to someone popped up on the big screen behind him.
"One hundred thousand yuan, are you treating it like a beggar? I won't do it." Pan Chao spoke in a bad tone, just like a gangster.
The man sitting across from him had a look of suspicion on his face, and his tone was cold, "Love or not, you weren't the only one giving him a hard time on the press conference. You won't lose a hundred thousand for just two or three questions."
Pan Chao was silent for a moment, then agreed to the other party's request and quickly took the money. "I will try my best to make things difficult for you based on the circumstances of the day. If I can frame you, I will do so. Don't hold your hopes too high."
The man opposite nodded, stood up and left.
When the video ended, everyone at the scene was stunned, and the audience in the live broadcast room sent barrages enthusiastically.
[I knew it, the Hammer God never misses.]
[The person who was looking for Pan Chao was Qianxing's vice president. Wow, what a big deal.]
[Back then, Qianxing wanted to sign a contract with Prince, but the conditions he offered were too harsh, so Prince refused. They resented each other for many years.]
[It's an old tradition. Every time Prince releases a new instrumental album, Qianxing will jump out to disgust people.]
[My sister is awesome! Before, everyone just speculated that Qianxing was behind the Prince being trolled, but now it's proven.]
[Pfft… My sister’s weird look is kind of cute.]
[It's time to expose the evil deeds of Qianxing, the best hammer god who protects us.]
The audience in the live broadcast room was having a great time, but the atmosphere seemed to be stagnant and no one spoke for a long time.
Reporters who had received money like Pan Chao did not dare to speak out, and those who had not received money did not know what to say.
As we all know, the minimum audience of Xie Jiang's live broadcast is 50 million. Less than a year after Jiang Yue's global tour ended, the popularity of his new album was also extremely high.
With the two king bombs together, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room is estimated to have broken several records.
At this time, if you say the wrong thing, your career will be over.
They didn't dare to say anything, Xie Jianghun didn't care.
She pursed her lips, the smile on her face gradually widening. She held up her hands, crossed her fingers, and lightly supported her chin with a smile. "Whatever evidence does Reporter Pan want to see, I can provide it here."
"No, that's not the case." Pan Chao retorted hesitantly, layers of cold sweat soaking through his thermal underwear.
It's over. The leader is not a music fan but he always keeps an eye on Xie Jiang, fearing that he will be targeted by Xie Jiang.
There are too many rumors about her, and few people with hidden motives are not afraid.
Xie Jiang accused himself of accepting money from black people during the live broadcast. In order to protect himself, his leader will definitely fire him from his public office.
He doesn't hold a public office, but he can live a good life by being a big V. He's just afraid of the things he has done, and Xie Jiang also knows about them.
Thinking of the people sent in by Xie Jiang, Pan Chao inexplicably wanted to die.
"That's not it. What's that? Is the video a composite? I'm sure the lovely netizens can tell." Xie Jiang withdrew his hand, picked up his phone, and posted the video to his Weibo, then put away his smile. "Do you have any other questions? If not, I'll show you an input method that can recognize musical notes."
Pan Chao sat down with shaking legs. He wanted to call his mistress to transfer his property, and he also wanted to contact his wife to divorce him as soon as possible.
Thinking about the cooling-off period after divorce, I wanted to die even more.
Several other reporters who had also received money were trembling with fear and wished they could get their money back and quit immediately.
"I wrote this input method specifically for my third brother. It recognizes handwritten notes and can be used to compose music," Xie Jiang said, smiling brightly as she shared her phone's input method. "But compared to mini-programs, it's still quite a bit more complicated."
No one dared to ask questions or interrupt.
Xie Jiang didn't care. After introducing the input method, he looked proud. "My third brother's talent is obvious to everyone. People who work in the arts know that inspiration doesn't just come naturally, and even if it does, it's not always possible to write it down in time. The mini program completely solved this problem for my third brother, allowing him to have an explosion of inspiration."
"The new album was released so quickly. It's exactly what Jiang Jiang said. We're overflowing with inspiration." Jiang Yue chimed in, his delicate features adorned with a gentle smile. "If you have any questions, feel free to ask."
The reporter, who had just experienced a silent threat, became alert again and the atmosphere on the scene returned to normal.
As time goes by, the press conference is coming to an end.
Pan Chao felt relieved and packed up his equipment to leave, but suddenly he saw the police appear at the door. His eyes went dark and he fell heavily into the chair.
it's over...
Xie Jiang actually called the police again!