A domineering CEO falls in love with me, an unmarried mother of seven!

Chapter 62 Press Conference

Mr. Liu became increasingly angry as he spoke, "I don't care what methods you use, you have to get this done! If you mess it up, none of us will have a good life!"

Just as Mr. Liu hung up the phone, his cell phone suddenly rang again.

He looked at it and realized it was an unfamiliar number.

He was already in a very bad mood, and after listening for a few minutes, he learned that a mysterious person had called.

Mr. Liu's expression changed drastically after hearing this. Only after the mysterious person hung up the phone did he realize that the call was over.

Then he angrily slammed his phone on the table, where it bounced a few times and almost fell to the ground.

He was panting heavily, his anger erupting like a volcano.

He knew he was in a bind. On one hand, there was pressure from the Tan Group, and on the other hand, he didn't know who had made the mysterious call or whether it would bring him more trouble.

He was filled with remorse, realizing he shouldn't have gotten involved in Su Yingxue's affairs.

Now they are caught in the middle, unable to move forward or backward.

He sat in the chair, his hands clasped behind his head, lost in deep anxiety.

After half an hour of thought, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

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In Shenzhen's media landscape, a storm is quietly brewing.

The offices of major media outlets were like powder kegs that had been lit, instantly erupting into chaos.

The editors shouted at the top of their lungs, "Quick! President Liu is going to hold a press conference. It's about the love triangle between Yin Meng, Su Yingxue, and Tan Zhengchu. This is big news, we can't miss it!"

Reporters, sensing the danger, dropped what they were doing, grabbed their equipment, and rushed out like arrows.

The television station's interview van sped along the road.

The piercing siren cut through the sky, and the wheels kicked up clouds of dust, like billowing smoke.

The reporters inside the car looked both nervous and excited.

While keeping a close eye on the road ahead, he communicated with his colleagues via walkie-talkie: "We must get an exclusive story this time, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Yeah, I heard the inside story here is really complicated, maybe we can dig up a huge scandal of the year!"

Meanwhile, journalists from online media outlets were rushing to their destinations, their fingers flying across their phone screens as they coordinated with their colleagues back home: "How's everything going on your end? Have you checked all the equipment? We have to go all out for this coverage; our data traffic depends entirely on this!"

The photojournalists, carrying heavy equipment, hurried along, muttering to themselves, "We hope to snag a good spot on site and capture the most stunning images; we can't let all this equipment go to waste."

The press conference venue was like a boiling ocean, bustling with excitement.

The crowd surged like a raging sea, and the cacophony of voices echoed through the venue like thunder.

The security guards at the entrance were already drenched in sweat, and they were working hard to maintain order.

But the crowds kept surging in, like a tidal wave.

"Excuse me, excuse me! We're from Pengcheng TV, please let us in!" a TV reporter shouted, trying to squeeze through the crowd, his face full of anxiety.

"Don't push! My equipment is going to break! If it breaks, can you afford to pay for it?" A photojournalist complained angrily while protecting his camera.

Inside the venue, flashes of light went off one after another like lightning in the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire venue as if it were daytime.

The reporters greeted each other like old friends reunited after a long separation, or like fierce competitors, their eyes gleaming with a burning desire for news.

"Hey, what juicy scoops do you think we'll uncover today? This is going to be really interesting!" a young reporter asked his colleague excitedly.

"Who knows, but it's definitely not simple. Look at this scene, it's bound to be a big battle between powerful families." His colleague replied while organizing his notebook.

The temporary seating area was already packed.

People stood close together, and even the aisles were filled with reporters holding microphones and notebooks.

People kept squeezing in from the doorway, making the entire venue almost completely packed.

The staff member shouted at the top of his lungs through a megaphone: "Please don't push! Be careful! Keep order!"

However, the faint sound was quickly drowned out by the thunderous noise.

Backstage, Mr. Liu stood behind the gap in the curtain, silently watching the bustling venue.

His forehead was slightly sweaty, and his eyes revealed a hint of tension and determination.

He took a deep breath, as if to encourage himself.

Then he straightened his tie and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes with his hands.

As the rousing music began, the stage lights focused like sharp swords on the entrance.

Mr. Liu walked onto the stage with steady but slightly heavy steps.

The audience fell silent for a moment.

Then came even more intense flashes and shutter sounds, the sound like dense raindrops pounding on the table.

Mr. Liu walked to the microphone, forced a confident smile, and bowed deeply to the audience.

He straightened up, his gaze sweeping over the reporters below the stage, a hint of determination in his eyes.

Then, in a loud voice, he said, "Dear journalists, good afternoon! Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend this press conference."

I know everyone is curious about the topic of this press conference. That's right, today we're going to talk about the Su Yingxue and Tan Zhengchu incident, which has recently caused a huge uproar online.

As a leader in Shenzhen's advertising industry, this incident has had a huge impact on our advertising business, like a sudden storm that almost overwhelmed us.

But we cannot stand idly by. We have a responsibility and an obligation to stand up and dispel the fog of confusion for the public, restoring the truth.

At this moment, in her cozy home, Su Yingxue was quietly eating breakfast.

Sunlight streamed through the window, gently illuminating the dining table and adding a touch of warmth to the tranquil scene.

Suddenly, a sharp cell phone ringtone shattered the tranquility, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Su Yingxue frowned slightly, put down her chopsticks, and picked up her phone.

When she saw the notice about a press conference, a look of surprise and nervousness flashed in her eyes, her heart raced involuntarily, and her hands trembled slightly.

She quickly opened the message, carefully reading its contents, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Mr. Jonathan, who was standing nearby, noticed her unusual behavior and asked with concern, "Ms. Su, what's wrong? Is there some bad news?"

Su Yingxue took a deep breath, looked up at Mr. Jonathan, and said, "President Liu has held a press conference, which is related to my matter."

Jonathan frowned, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes: "It seems something big is about to happen. Let's see."

As they spoke, the two quickly got up, walked to the computer, skillfully turned it on, found the live stream link for the press conference, and stared intently at the screen, waiting for the meeting to begin.