Chapter 89 Give the babies names

  As soon as this problem came up, Xia Xiaoyun suddenly realized that the reporter had come by bad intentions.

  It is definitely a competitor invited to discredit.

  What does it mean that your milk powder is mixed with prohibited items?

  This is nothing at all.

  However, as long as they add the word "it is said", they can push the responsibility cleanly.

   Their purpose is obviously to confuse the audience and muddy the water.

  If you don’t answer, you’ll be defeated.

  Then they can use this to make a fuss and over-interpret.

  Invite some internet celebrities to discredit, etc...

  The reputation of milk powder will plummet.

  As soon as things go wrong, the relevant departments will definitely come to inspect the milk powder factory, which usually lasts for several months.

The loss caused by    is difficult to estimate.

  Xia Xiaoyun sneered in her heart, actually playing this kind of trick with me?

However, on the surface, she did not say anything but said: "What is it that our milk powder factory is said to have banned drugs? Is this said that it is said, or is it that you said? In addition, I would like to ask, we What contraband has been mixed?"

  "Ms. Xia means that the acquiescence of the contraband with milk powder? In that case, I would like to ask Miss Xia, what contraband do you mix?"

  The reporter was extremely sharp every word, and even deliberately took the words off the track.

   "Nonsense, every ingredient of our milk powder is carefully selected healthy ingredients, with mellow taste and rich nutrition, children naturally like to eat it."

  Xia Xiaoyun replied calmly.

   "Then why do I hear that someone has diarrhea after eating your milk powder?"

  The reporter is reluctant and unforgiving.

   "Oh? I heard of diarrhea? Who did you listen to? The evidence?"

  Xia Xiaoyun asked back.

  "I just heard that, since you are so confident, can you publish the formula of your milk powder for the public to check!"

  The reporter asked.

   "Sorry, trade secrets, cannot be released!" Xia Xiaoyun replied coldly.

  "Is it a trade secret or a guilty conscience?" The reporter looked like a bitch.

  Xia Xiaoyun saw it now.

  If I don’t publish the formula, I’m really guilty of conscience.

  If it was announced, wouldn’t it be plagiarized by competitors?

  Although the patent is registered, it is estimated that there will not be much difference in taste when people change the two ingredients at random.

  That way, you can grab the market of Liubaobao.

  This trick is shameless and ruthless.

  Xia Xiaoyun can only evade: "I don't fully control the formula of milk powder."

  The reporter found the loophole and continued to ask: "You, as the boss, do not master the formula of milk powder, then I would like to ask, who has the formula of milk powder?"

  Xia Xiaoyun realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly reorganized her language in her mind.

  The reporters wanted her to say the wrong thing, so she didn’t give her a chance to think too much. A group of reporters swarmed up and asked frantically to ask her questions, just to mess her up and let her continue to say the wrong thing.

  Faced with the crazy questions from reporters, although Xia Xiaoyun seemed calm, in fact her head was about to burst.

   At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "The formula for milk powder comes from my hands, what's wrong?"

   "The formula for milk powder came from me, what's wrong?"

  The sound is very low, but it is very penetrating.

  Everyone looked at Ye Yu together, and for a while, no one could believe it.

   "Brother, are you kidding me?"

  The young man spoke in surprise.

  Not to mention him, even Lin Jianyan and Luo Yueli were extremely surprised.

  "Ye Yu, what did you say? The formula for milk powder came from you?"

  Luo Yueli asked, wanting to confirm if she had heard it wrong.

  Ye Yu did not answer any more, but stood up and walked towards the stage.

  Actually, a group of reporters had already gathered around before he came to the stage.

  "Hello, sir, what do you call it?"

  A reporter asked, and then handed the microphone to Ye Yu's mouth.

   Ye Yu spit out two words briefly: "Ye Yu."

  (End of this chapter)

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