At the close of the day, the stock of Zhoukai Company floated green all the way, fell below the market, and hit a record low. Black employees resigned one after another in protest, including three young whites and two yellows.
The whereabouts of Simon, the deputy minister of the public relations department, are unknown, and the remaining minister is busy with a spinning top.
He contacted Zhou Kai, and pleaded wearily: "Mr. Zhou, the situation is very serious now, you can't keep hiding, the only way is to apologize."
Zhou Kai immediately exploded: "Apologize? Why? For these niggas? Can they still make trouble?"
The minister's face was as green as the company's stock.
Zhou Kai slapped the table and scolded: "These niggas all think that others owe them! I'm not white, I didn't kill their ancestors, I didn't feel sorry for them, and I said that I don't like it in private, who is getting in my way?"
Minister Khan was bubbling out, not knowing what to say.
Of course, Zhou Kai knew the political correctness in the white world. Even if he disliked black people in private, he would never say it publicly.
He had been cautious before, and didn't step on that line. Whoever thought that this crime would be known to the whole country, it was simply jumping back and forth on the bottom line of discrimination, and it was still a big jump.
Thinking of this, Zhou Kai's skin tickled, and hot and cold sweat dripped down.
But the more this is the case, the more unwilling he is to admit his mistakes, and the more he cannot admit his mistakes.
The minister suggested exhaustedly: "If you don't want to come forward, I think you can ask Mr. Shen to help. After all, this matter also involves Mr. Shen. If Mr. Shen is willing to say something nice for you, maybe it can divert some of the public's attention... "
The minister didn't mention this matter, Zhou Kai really didn't expect that there was something about Shen Changqing here.
After thinking about it carefully, he felt his head hurt even more, waved his hand randomly, and said, "Go and contact him."
After these years of observation, he was very relieved of Shen Changqing, knowing that he had a door on his mouth and would not say nonsense.
The minister contacted Shen Changqing in this way.
In the minister's mind, Shen Changqing is a taciturn young man with no ideas, a dodder flower raised by Zhou Kai.
Therefore, his appeal for the phone call was simple: persuade Shen Changqing to cooperate with him, hold a press conference according to the rhetoric he provided, and express his support and understanding for Zhou Kai.
After the call was connected, he omitted the unnecessary greetings and asked directly, "Mr. Shen, have you seen the video circulating on the Internet?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse: "Well, I see."
The minister thought to himself, as expected, he already knew it.
He asked, "What do you think about this matter?"
Shen Changqing asked, "Which one?"
The minister's voice paused, feeling a little strange, but he still said warmly: "It's the one thing that Mr. Zhou did inappropriately, I hope you can help. I have a speech here... "
"Is this important?" Shen Changqing asked, sniffling.
The minister was stunned.
Shen Changqing said worriedly: "Compared to Mr. Zhou's derailment, another thing is more important."
This remark hit the minister's mind, but he did not intend to discuss this matter with a dodder flower that was not of great use: "Mr. Shen, you can be responsible for the part that you can be responsible for. For other content, we will I can handle it, please don't worry."
Shen Changqing's voice hesitated slightly: "Really?"
The minister quickly stepped up: "Don't worry."
"When is the press conference?"
"ASAP."
Shen Changqing said obediently: "I will listen to you."
The minister breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Shen, I will fax you the speech. You can familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible. I have prepared all the questions that the reporter may ask."
Hanging up, Ethan goes to receive the fax.
And Chi Xiaochi, who was regarded as a puppet by everyone, dutifully played a qualified puppet, chose the clothes to wear, and turned around to go to the bathroom to freshen up.
Under 061's daily healing, his bone injury is recovering well, as long as the wound is not pressed, it will not hurt.
He started to remove the fixing plate, put it aside, and moved the stool to sit down so as not to slip.
061 Seeing that Chi Xiaochi was busy working alone, he couldn't bear it: "Call Yi Song to help wash it."
Yi Song had to scrub his body every day, and every time Chi Xiaochi felt unbearably uncomfortable. After washing for ten minutes, it took half an hour to recover, which was very miserable.
Chi Xiaochi turned on the hot water switch, and the hot water in the shower rolled down.
He believed to himself, "I'll do it myself."
After saying that, he choked water in his nose.
Every cough is unforgettable.
It was not until energy was injected into his chest and the pain subsided that Chi Xiaochi breathed a sigh of relief.
This body is okay, but the hair is too difficult to handle. Whether it is shampooing or washing, it is considered a difficult movement for Chi Xiaochi now.
Noticing Chi Xiaochi's rare tangled expression, 061 smiled helplessly: "You wash your body first. I'll wash your hair for you."
After the simple cleaning, Chi Xiaochi lay back on the bed as instructed by 061, closed his eyes and rested.
After all, this body was injured, and it was very empty after a bath.
He heard footsteps approaching slowly. The man locked the door, brought back the stool, put down a basin of hot water, a bottle of shampoo, and sat down at the head of the bed.
061 said softly, "Don't move."
Chi Xiaochi really didn't move, he let a wave of energy wrap him, and sent him smoothly to the bedside, revealing just half of his head.
Shen Changqing's hair has not been cut for a long time. It feels soft and a little long.
061 Gather the hair together, pick up the prepared comb, comb through the stagnation little by little, then lift up the warm water to moisturise the dry ends a little.
When 061 rubbed the shampoo away, Chi Xiaochi, who was touched by the scalp, curled up uncomfortably.
061 asked: "What, does it hurt?"
Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes instinctively, and the face that caught his eye surprised Chi Xiaochi: "You..."
061 put on Chi Xiaochi's original face and smiled at him.
He asked, "Does it feel better like you're washing yourself?"
Chi Xiaochi stared at that face and commented: "... It's even weirder."
But not to mention, he did not have the usual sense of resistance and disgust about it.
061 smiled: "Then close your eyes and pretend you can't see."
Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes.
After isolating his sight, he could more clearly feel the hot water flowing in his hair, and 061's fingers rubbing his hair as lightly as possible, feeling as if he had fallen into an old dream.
He considers himself lucky these days.
When he is with 061, he can always think of Brother Lou and everything he once had in that distant happy time.
… just thinking about it is very satisfying.
Chi Xiaochi, who hated others touching his body the most, fell asleep during 061's slow and serious massage, and woke up with the slow sound of the hair dryer.
061 lowered his head and asked, "Awake?"
It was nice to sleep for a while.
Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything, and 061 didn't continue to ask.
The warm air combined with 061's soft and slender fingers created a sleepy atmosphere, and the abilities of other senses were magnified infinitely. The smell of Yison's freshly mowed lawn drifted in from the window, and the sun shone on the sheets, drying his limbs. Muscles relax.
One person and one system spent an hour of quiet and peaceful time.
An hour later, the minister and his assistant drove outside the villa.
By the end of the day, Yi Song and the others had already been harassed out of experience. After receiving the call, they opened the iron gate, let the car go straight in, and drove all the way to the front of the villa.
The crime of illegally trespassing the house is not trivial. Those reporters who are squatting dare not act rashly.
The minister entered the villa and saw Shen Changqing.
At a glance, the minister was very satisfied with Shen Changqing's current state.
He was much thinner than the last time he saw him, his slender waist was very clearly outlined by the suit, and the color of his clothes was low-key, which made him look pale, which was in line with the victim who was tortured by the overwhelming news. image of the person.
The minister took him into the car and drove straight away from the villa.
This was the first time that Chi Xiaochi had left that exquisite cage since he came to this world.
Shen Changqing's body sat upright, holding the speech in both hands: "Is this really okay?"
The minister reassured him: "Don't be nervous."
He asked a few more prepared questions. Shen Changqing answered stutteringly, but it was still decent. Although the minister was a little dissatisfied, the matter had come to this point, and there was no more suitable spokesperson for the rescue than Shen Changqing.
And 061 looked at Chi Xiaochi, whose ears were red with nervousness, and said, "You really like this kind of plot."
Chi Xiaochi said, "I hate it, people are super nervous."
061 laughed out loud.
He couldn't imagine that Chi Xiaochi could perfectly maintain that nervous and cute face when he said such words.
The reporters are all in place, just waiting for Shen Changqing to arrive.
As soon as Shen Changqing took his place, the spotlight flashed, so frightened that he made a loud noise in his throat, and turned his eyes to the minister for help.
The minister also knows that although this Mr. Shen is a model, he has been out of the circle for many years, and he has not faced so many media in a long time, not to mention that the things he has to face can be described as important, it is normal for him to be nervous.
The minister pulled the microphone in front of him, cleared his throat, and briefly made his speech before the press conference.
No one cared about the set of official articles he said, and soon, he entered the reporter's questioning session that everyone was looking forward to.
The press conference was live broadcast and broadcast simultaneously on the Internet. At the beginning, the number of real-time viewers exceeded 200,000. When the reporter's questioning session started, it soared to about 400,000.
After all, Shen Changqing did not make racist remarks, but was one of the protagonists of the lace news. Everyone was more concerned about his attitude towards Zhou Kai, whether he chose to forgive or draw a clear line.
Sure enough, the first reporter's question was quite sharp: "Have you seen the fragrant video related to Mr. Zhou circulating on the Internet?"
Shen Changqing said softly: "Well, I see."
The reporter asked, "Do you know that Mr. Zhou is bisexual?"
This question is among the questions prepared by the Minister.
He looked at Shen Changqing, his eyes full of encouragement.
Shen Changqing's eyes blushed almost instantly: "He, he... I, I don't know, he's always been busy lately, and I'm hurt again, no, I'm sick, I haven't been with him for a long time. ."
The minister's face turned blue.
According to the standard answer, Shen Changqing only needs to say that he doesn't know.
The second half of his explanation is completely superfluous!
And the reporter immediately caught a bit of information from his hesitant answer: "You mean, he had an improper relationship with Miss Lily during your injury? Why did you get hurt?"