Chapter 417 Loyalty and traitor (10)

Before Jun Mo and Xia Yunxi finished their meal, Shinan called.

"Sister Yunxi, did you and Junmo intercede for me? Our boss called me back again, saying that he would continue to work, and let me go on the trip to Paris tomorrow..."

Xia Yunxi and Jun Mo looked at each other and smiled.

"How can I have that ability? Jun Mo is so busy that he doesn't even answer my phone. I just told Leng Yichen about it. It must be Leng Yichen who helped you settle it."

"Ah? It's Young Master Leng, so I'm so sorry, just because of such a small matter of mine." Shinan was not too embarrassed, but she felt sweet in her heart.

"It's a small matter for him, but it's a big thing for you. If you lose your job, you can find it again. It's a rare opportunity to travel to Paris at public expense." Xia Yunxi joked.

"Yes, yes, thank you so much. I just feel sorry for the loss of free travel. I really have to wait on that old bald man. When Paris comes back, I will change jobs and find another job." Shinan said angrily.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow." Xia Yunxi smiled and hung up the phone, only to find that Jun Mo had been staring at her with unclear meaning.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"When did I stop answering your calls? You can't wrong me." Jun Mo asked.

"Stingy, I just said it casually, just to coax Heather."

"That's not okay, I'm a typical wife slave, so I can't ruin my reputation." Jun Mo said calmly.

Xia Yunxi laughed: "Who is your wife?"

"You, who else is there besides you? Will you agree to marry someone else?"

"Go and marry me, I promise." Xia Yunxi said bluntly, but she was ruthlessly cutting up the steak on the plate, and showed him a big mouthful of it, silently threatening.

Jun Mo smiled: "I'm afraid of being torn apart by someone."

At 02:30 in the afternoon, the Jun family and the police jointly held a press conference, and Jun Mo naturally wanted to attend.

Several brothers also came to help out, and four handsome and handsome young men walked into the meeting room in unison, immediately attracting a burst of frantic filming from the media.

"Young Master Jun, can you interview me? Some people say that you bought Qian Genfa's family with money. Is this true?" A reporter asked.

Jun Mo looked over coldly, and asked casually, "Which media are you from?"

The reporter flinched, not daring to speak.

But Jun Mo had already seen his badge, and he sneered in his heart. He even arranged for a clown to confuse the public at this time. Is it useful?

Ning Zehao said: "If comforting the family members of the deceased is called buying, who else is willing to stand up and take responsibility in the future? You are the news media, you don't report positive news, and you are full of dirty thoughts. No wonder the world is going downhill. .”

These words were so harsh that the other reporters who wanted to make trouble didn't dare to speak up.

"Of course, most media people still have a conscience and a sense of justice." Ning Zehao rounded up his words again, and he couldn't overthrow a boatload of people with one blow.

Ning Zehao hit him with a stick and a sweet date, and the reporter who wanted to ask a question forgot to ask a question for a while.

Jun Mo took the opportunity to leave and sat down in the front row.

Not long after, Mo Yahui and Mo Haobo also arrived.

These two people are naturally the focus of today. A reporter asked: "I heard that President Mo was on the construction site of Jinglan Apartment at that time. It was you who disagreed with the demands of the workers that caused the deceased to jump off the building. Is that true?"

"President Mo, I heard that you also said at the time that if you want to dance, let him dance, and you can't be used to these scoundrels. Is there such a thing?"

Mo Haobo's expression changed. Where is the praising reporter he arranged?Why are they all attacking him?
 Thank you for the fig reward, okay~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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