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Chapter 69 Are You Going to Live Stream?Then we will also broadcast live

Chapter 69 Are You Going to Live Stream?Then we will also broadcast live
When Song Xinjie's allergy incident first broke out, many of Qingcheng's old customers came out to express their support for Qingcheng.

At this time, as long as Qingcheng comes out to say something and make a statement, at least some of the customers can be stabilized, but Qingcheng does not.

As the matter has fermented to the present, this part of the customers who were willing to support Qingcheng at the beginning have also remained silent, and even a small part of them have joined the team of questioning and crusade against Qingcheng.

In addition, some netizens on the Internet insisted that Qingcheng's false propaganda-their products are not really 100% allergy-free as advertised.

As a result, the crusade against Qingcheng on the Internet has become louder and louder, even to the point of irreversibility.

Seeing all this, Shixing couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, it is a small workshop, and its public relations coping ability can't keep up with it at all.

After Qi Yan and Hua Qing finished talking on the phone, they looked at Su Mubai.

Su Mubai was afraid that she would be polite to him, so he asked first: "What does the master need my help for, and how can I help, just ask."

"Prepare a set of live broadcast equipment, and let Song Xinjie eat this." Qi Yan took out a pill from his pocket, called Tuzhen Pill.

If this elixir is placed in the Tianyun Continent, it will basically be a tasteless existence, because it only works on spiritual practitioners below the spiritual master.

But here is a world where there is no spiritual energy, and she is probably the only spiritual practitioner in the world, so no matter who uses this Tuzhen pill, it is very easy to use.

The live broadcasting equipment was ready soon. As for the Tuzhen Pill, Song Xinjie came to see a doctor, and the doctor prescribed medicine. It was a simple matter to mix the Tuzhen Pill with the medicine and let her take it.

Everything was ready, and Hua Qing also rushed over, but it was not she who came forward to negotiate with Song Xinjie, but someone else who negotiated - Qingcheng's PR manager.

She still came here in disguise, Su Mubai couldn't recognize her.

Hua Qing and Qi Yan followed the PR manager to Song Xinjie's ward.

Song Xinjie had just taken the medicine, and when she saw someone knocking on the door again, she thought it was the doctor coming again.

Worried that there was something wrong, he quickly let him in.

When someone came in, she opened her mouth and said, "Doctor, it's my allergies, what else... is there a problem?"

Halfway through the conversation, Song Xinjie realized that the person who came in was not a doctor at all.

"Miss Song's allergies are not a problem, but we have a few questions to ask Miss Song." The PR manager walked in.

Even though he didn't reveal his identity, Song Xinjie still guessed his identity right away, but she didn't expect the PR manager to come in directly with a camera.

Song Xinjie thought in her heart that this is an idiot, what can she do with a camera, she has already insisted that it is Qingcheng's new product that made her allergic, so there is no way to change her mind.

"How did you come in? I don't want to see you, please go out." What was going on in her mind for a while, Song Xinjie looked scared on her face.

"Miss Song, don't act like a victim. After all, before the truth is known, who is the real victim is still uncertain, isn't it? What's more, Miss Song said she didn't want to see us before we revealed our identities. How could you be guilty of guilt? ?”

The PR manager was not polite, and this was also instructed by Hua Qing early in the morning.

Although he had doubts, how could such a tough attitude make Song Xinjie speak the truth, but since it was an order, he should just do it.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Qingcheng's official blog suddenly started a live broadcast.

Those who came in early knew the beginning of the matter, while those who came in late heard only Song Xinjie's negation: "I don't know what you are talking about, I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the PR manager.

"Miss Song, since we have been engaged in publishing, our Qingcheng Public Relations Department has wanted to contact you several times, hoping to have a friendly communication with you."

"If it is really a problem with our products, then we will definitely be responsible to the end. However, the calls we made were either hung up or blocked directly. We have no choice but to take this offensive and disturbing approach."

[Why didn't Song Fang communicate with the people in Qingcheng? Is there a ghost? 】

[What nonsense are you talking upstairs, who would be willing to meet someone who disfigures you suddenly? 】

[Didn't Qingcheng say that if their products have problems, are they willing to be responsible to the end?There's nothing you can't see. 】

[I wanted to ask whether it was impolite and aggressive for Qingcheng to interrupt so suddenly, but if it was really like what the manager said, it would be forced and helpless.I want to communicate with you, but you turn a blind eye, what can I do?This is the only way out. 】

While there was a lot of discussion on the barrage, the PR manager also asked the first key question tonight.

"Miss Song has been admitted to the hospital for more than an hour, and all the necessary tests have been done, so please tell us the truth, is Miss Song's allergy really caused by our Qingcheng products?"

At this time, someone said in the barrage that Qingcheng's PR manager didn't seem very smart. If he asked like this, even if Song Xinjie really had a problem, how could it be possible to tell the truth, how could it be...

"no!"

【Barrage:? ? ? 】

"Miss Song, you mean that your allergies have nothing to do with our Qingcheng's new products?" The PR manager was also surprised, but his expression was as steady as a mountain, and he responded in the shortest time.

"Yes, my allergies have nothing to do with Allure's new products."

Now the bullet curtain is boiling.

[How could it be irrelevant, isn't Song Xinjie allergic to Qingcheng's new product live broadcast?And afterward, Song Xinjie's studio also issued a statement that she was allergic to Qingcheng's new product, and now she says no, what's going on? 】

[Why do I feel that Song Xinjie's state is a bit wrong, like being controlled. 】

[Have you read too many fantasy novels upstairs?Now that the live broadcast is still on, is it possible that Qingcheng's PR manager is threatening Song Xinjie with a knife on her neck? 】

No matter how the barrage discusses, Song Xinjie's next words are basically equivalent to completely proving Qingcheng's innocence.

"I'm allergic to peaches."

The PR manager squinted his eyes and asked again: "Is there an inspection report? Where is it?"

"Yes, here." Song Xinjie replied, taking out the report from the drawer of her bedside table.

The PR manager took a look at the report, and the report was facing the camera. It clearly stated that Song Xinjie dictated that she was allergic to peaches during her visit to the doctor, and it had nothing to do with Qingcheng's new products.

With this test report, the public relations manager's heart is settled, but this matter is not over yet.

Shi Xingwei was happy, but not long after, the people in his office were suddenly opened, and the public relations manager with flawless skin rushed in with a face of horror, and talked about the unexpected incident in the live broadcast room.

"Hurry up and call Song Xinjie to stop talking. Does she not want to endorse?"

The reason why Song Xinjie was willing to take the risk of wronging Qingcheng was because Shixing was willing to give her a first-line endorsement.

However, it was too late to stop, not only too late, but also...

 Be happy today too~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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