According to the transcript of the police station last night, Tang Ning and others walked out of the police station door. However, there were still media gathering outside the door. After all, such public quarrels are not common in the industry. Therefore, reporters and media hope that they can Hear the person involved speak personally.
"Xinglan and Luo Sheng, please go back separately. There is no need for you all to get together for this kind of thing."
Xing Lan and Luo Sheng looked at each other and nodded: "Okay, Sister Ning."
Lin Qian was protected by Li Jin, Long Jie was protected by Lu Che, and Tangning was naturally in Mo Ting's arms. She felt safe whenever Mo Ting was in his arms.
The media swarmed forward and turned their flashing cameras towards Tang Ning and Mo Ting.
"Tangning, what do you think of everything you have experienced today, being called dog eats dog by people in your circle?"
"The evidence of Mr. Fan's revenge is conclusive. Can you please tell me what demands you will make to Mr. Fan?"
"Tang Ning..."
For some reason, Tangning suddenly felt a little tired of hearing these harsh questions. Could it be that the media is so lacking in attention now
"I haven't heard about dog eating dog yet. Otherwise, when I hear it, I can tell you how I feel?"
"Second question, I have no requirements for Mr. Fan. Everything is done in compliance with the law. Holding dirty things in your hands will only make people want to wash their hands."
"As for other questions, I hope you can think about it before asking."
"Because you won't hear the answer you want from my mouth today."
The reporters all held up their microphones, but they looked at each other in confusion, because they were all intimidated by Tangning's strength. At least, the questions they wanted to ask were all swallowed back at this moment.
"Step aside!"
When the reporter heard the words Mo Ting, he unconsciously took a few steps back and got out of the way.
Even if he wanted to ask something from Tangning's mouth, who would dare to pluck the hair from the tiger's mouth
"Tangning, why can't you cooperate with the media?"
At this time, someone in the crowd asked a question, and it was clear that they were full of complaints.
"It's not easy for us to do this..."
"The relationship between artists and the media is very delicate. If you don't cooperate, it will naturally arouse the resentment of others, and the media will blackmail you. With your high emotional intelligence, you shouldn't understand this truth, right?"
Tangning turned her head and looked in the direction of the sound, and couldn't help but sneer.
"I will not cooperate with the unprofessional media, and I will say this today. You want me to cooperate with you, but your question is full of aggression. It's like you scold me and expect me to respond to you. A truth."
"Haven't you noticed? The media is always ready to spread rumors to cause trouble. For example, the saying that dog bites dog, are you sure it wasn't made up by the media themselves?"
"It's not easy for you to do this, is it easy for me?"
"You are a weakling, so you are justified?"
"I have to take care of your career, your income, and support your whole family?"
"I do not cooperate with the media, nor do I prohibit the media from smearing me. If the media does not understand what objective facts are, then you can spread rumors as you please, and I will not say a word..."
"Of course, don't expect that I will cooperate."
"Because you can't even respect objective facts!"
"You still want me to greet you with a smile?"
After saying that, Tang Ning and others left the door of the police station. After getting in the car, Tang Ning took a deep breath. But soon, Mr. Fan called. Because they had had several confrontations, Tangning could definitely guess what Mr. Fan wanted to say and what his plans were at this moment.
"I say Mr. Tang, it's better not to be so extreme in your conduct as a person, so that we can meet each other easily in the future."
"Mr. Fan, you might as well say it directly." Tang Ning was too lazy to chat with him.
"Let's do this. Let's each take a step back and treat this matter as a thing of the past. You cancel the lawsuit and I vow not to cause you any more trouble. What do you think of this deal?"
"Not very good." Tangning objected directly, "Because I'm not afraid of you coming to trouble me at all."
"Heh... Mr. Tang, you have to think clearly. Are you superstars going to go through this muddy water? You have to know what kind of path I have taken in the industry. Aren't you afraid of my methods? I can follow Unlike you righteous people, what I followed... was all crooked."
"You have this time to negotiate with me, why not think about what you will do if your position in the company is not guaranteed." After saying that, Tangning hung up the phone.
A righteous man
Hearing this word, Tangning smiled lightly. Mr. Fan was wrong. She was not a righteous person. She was just sticking to her own bottom line, as long as people didn't offend her.
If the other party takes the initiative, then don't blame her for treating him the same way!
"You're tired, let's go home and rest." Mo Ting saw that she looked tired and said quickly.
"Ting...send me to the set. I want to see how well Zihao and the staff are getting along." Tangning replied, "As you know, "The Ant Queen" really cost me a lot of effort. Qiao Sen even paid At the cost of my life, I don’t want any more accidents.”
"Your health is important now." After saying that, Mo Ting took Tangning home and coaxed her to rest. "I promise, when you wake up, I will take you to the set."
In order to reassure Mo Ting, Tangning nodded and forced herself to close her eyes and rest.
However, the image of Qiao Sen lying in the coffin, as well as everything that happened outside the mourning hall today, and the aggressiveness of the media could always be thought of in Tangning's mind. Tangning only felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Seeing that she was asleep, Mo Ting left the bedroom, entered the study, and called Lu Che: "Arrange Fang Yu's public relations, I don't want to hear about Qiao Sen's death and Tang Ning anymore."
Seeing Tangning exhausted, Mo Ting felt heartbroken.
"Be strong, and the reporters at the police station today, find the one who spreads the rumors, make him disappear from this circle forever, and intimidate and warn his colleagues."
"From now on, let Fang Yu take over the news about Ning consciously. After all, she is an artist under Hai Rui. It is reasonable for Fang Yu to handle it."
"I understand, CEO." Lu Che replied.
In the end, I couldn't help it anymore. Although I always said that I would not interfere with Tangning's development and decisions, when Tangning was really injured, wasn't it still Mo Ting who felt bad
Therefore, after Hai Rui's intervention, the public opinion about Tang Ning's murder of Qiao Sen was no longer visible. What was left was the discussion about the masterpiece that Fan Switchboard did outside the mourning hall that day.
Mo Ting not only wanted Mr. Fan to be a target and a laughingstock, but he also wanted to make a hot search - and he couldn't!