Deng Yuntian and Nalan Lei had been watching the live broadcast. The situation and developments at the scene did not ferment as Deng Yuntian expected.
"Xia Qingkong?"
When he saw Xia Qingkong bringing Zhang Guangyuan to the scene, Deng Yuntian couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that the whole thing was going to be seamless, but Xia Qingkong appeared halfway.
"Zhang Guangyuan, this coward, is doing bad things!" Deng Yuntian said to himself, and then drank the red wine in his hand.
Nalanlei originally thought that the matter could be exploited to discredit the reputation of M Moser Group, so that M Moser Group would naturally collapse without any effort.
"Xia Qingkong, you are really my good niece!" Nalan Lei said the irony through gritted teeth.
Deng Yuntian turned his head curiously, "Your niece?"
Nalan Lei smiled awkwardly, his whole face as ugly as eating bitter melon.
"It's a bit interesting!" Deng Yuntian also smiled. The TV was still scrolling with reports on the progress of the "Dushu No. 1" incident, especially the scene of Mu Chenhao with a bloody head and still calming the migrant workers. The major media reprinted it like crazy.
It can be said that Mu Chenhao did a very timely job in public relations during this crisis. Not only did he not make the situation worse, but on the basis of resolving the crisis, he also established the corporate image of Mu Moser Group as a daring company.
Of course, the help of Xia Qingkong and the think tank were indispensable. Those media outlets that promoted the positive news were informed by the think tank immediately and carried out public relations.
Xia Qingkong's capture of Zhang Guangyuan is the key to the success or failure of this crisis public relations. It can be said that Deng Yuntian's temptation this time was crushed by Xia Qingkong and Mu Chenhao.
"Hey! They actually brought him back. How annoying!" Nalanlei said pretentiously, but in fact he was secretly mocking Deng Yuntian for nothing more than that.
Of course, Nalan Lei's little tricks couldn't be hidden from Deng Yuntian, but he just smiled. This little trick was just a test by Deng Yuntian. Just a small test made Mu Chenhao and Xia Qingkong so embarrassed. Deng Yuntian was already very satisfied.
And he smiled mysteriously, picked up an orange on the table, and tossed it in his hand.
Nalan Lei looked at Deng Yuntian's confident look and did not speak any more. Instead, he stood quietly aside, seemingly puzzled as to why Deng Yuntian could have so much fun with an orange.
Deng Yuntian suddenly grabbed the orange and dialed the phone.
"Lao Jin, has the matter I told you made any progress?"
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Deng Yuntian nodded, then hung up the phone, and then threw the orange in his hand into the juicer.
"Nalan Lei," Deng Yuntian called Nalan Lei's name directly, "Get me a car, I need to go to Aotian!"
When Nalan Lei heard that Deng Yuntian was going to Aotian, he immediately understood his next plan.
Aotian is the abbreviation of Aotian Entertainment, which is also the leading film and television animation company in China. Deng Yuntian decided to go here, which was obviously aimed at the Orange Pictures that M Moser Group had just acquired.
It seems that Deng Yuntian has already begun to plan the next cannibalization action.
Of course, Nalan Lei was very cooperative and quickly sent a driver to drive Deng Yuntian, speeding all the way to the headquarters of Aotian Entertainment.
On the other side, Mu Chenhao finally settled the matter of "Dushu No. 1" and dragged his heavy body into the car driven by the think tank. Xia Qingkong kept holding his hand tightly.
"Chenhao, does your head still hurt?" Xia Qingkong gently stroked Mu Chenhao's head, which was wrapped in gauze, and asked with concern.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Mu Chenhao smiled tiredly, his lips a little chapped.
Xia Qingkong did not ask any more questions, but gently moved Mu Chenhao's head to his shoulder. Mu Chenhao was already tired due to the blood loss before, and he was even more tired from dealing with things on the construction site, so now, very quickly There was a low snoring sound.
Xia Qingkong looked at him distressedly, with watery tenderness in her eyes.
The think tank did not disturb them and drove directly to the Mu family villa.
What Deng Yuntian wants to meet is a nationally famous film and television animation team, and this is also related to the next step of his plan, so it is inevitable that he will be a little nervous.
Soon he came to Aotian's internal conference room, and suddenly a dissatisfied voice came out.
"Boss, didn't you agree that you would control this exhibition? Why did you call us here again?"
Looking around, a girl with a delicate face and tall figure was walking towards the office.
"Introduce the colors and flowers of Aotian." The person in charge of Aotian Entertainment said to Deng Yuntian and the others, then turned and asked, "Where are Phillip and Lily? They are always so slow. I don't know that I hate waiting for others. !"
"I went shopping. Who told you to summon us here in the middle of the afternoon? If it's not an emergency, you can paint the next poster." Hua Hua rolled her eyes at the person in charge.
Deng Yuntian frowned, is this the color of Aotian? Not a goddess
In his memory, there was even a special original painting album for the color of the goddess, and Deng Yuntian also bought it. He has a very deep foundation, the contrast between cold and warm is natural and pleasing to the eye, and he can be called the backbone of Aotian.
So he asked with some confusion, "I remember that Goddess wasn't the main writer of Aotian before?"
Hearing the name of the goddess, the person in charge seemed a little embarrassed, but he quickly recovered.
"Goddess, she...she..."
"She switched jobs to Sweet Orange!" Hua Hua answered for the person in charge.
Deng Yuntian frowned and finally said nothing. Fortunately, Phillip is still in Aotian's team, which is good news. Deng Yuntian is also looking forward to what the legendary "Philippine God" who only heard his name but never saw his face will look like.
While he was thinking, the person in charge waved his hand toward the door. Deng Yuntian raised his eyebrows and saw two people walking in.
The leader was a fat girl who happened to be wearing a tight-fitting outfit. When she exposed her overdeveloped bust, she also exposed her perfect waist.
The other is a young man with red lips and white teeth. His facial features and appearance are harmful to the country and the people, making women jealous when they see him.
"Lily, Philip, let me introduce to you, this is Deng Yuntian, the young master of the Deng family. Now he represents the Nalan Group and is here to discuss cooperation with our Aotian!"
The person in charge introduced Deng Yuntian, and then looked at the two people behind him.
The leading fat girl nodded and said somewhat arrogantly, "Will it cost a lot of tuition to go into business at such a young age?"
Deng Yuntian ignored her and shifted his gaze to the young man behind her.
"Phillip?" Deng Yuntian asked tentatively.
"Hello!" The young man smiled.
Seeing Deng Yuntian actually reaching out and shaking his hand, Nalan Lei, who had been silent at the side, looked a little surprised.