Lin Shuangshuang was stunned.

Leng's father and Leng's mother said they had apologized for her, so why did she still need to solve it?

She twisted the quilt and bit her lip, "I know that today's matter happened because of me, and I also want to solve it, but I... don't know how to use it."

"Just do as I say."

"Okay, tell me!"

…

The next day.

The door of China Media is still blocked by entertainment reporters.

The reporters have been squatting here since before dawn in the morning. There are so many people and they are so densely packed that they cannot be driven away.

Finally, on such a cold day, the person in charge of security was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He was just about to mobilize manpower when he suddenly received a phone call.

After hanging up the phone, the person in charge wiped the sweat from his forehead and allowed reporters to block him at the door.

"Brother, aren't you going to transfer people?"

"No more trouble. The president said, let them make trouble. The bigger the trouble, the better."

"Aha?"

The younger brother looked confused.

…

Eight fifty in the morning.

Leng Junlin's car stopped at his exclusive seat. Leng Junlin, dressed in a crisp suit, opened the door and stepped out.
Chapter completed!