The reporters are very powerful in speaking and writing, which is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wen Yuan listened so hard that he ignored the footsteps behind him.

"Why are you standing here?"

Zhou Muqing's voice suddenly appeared behind her and startled her, "You..."

Wen Yuan was too flustered to explain in time, Zhou Muqing also noticed the scolding in the meeting room at this moment.

"Are you listening to this?"

After Wen Yuan nodded, he shook his head again, and nodded again under Zhou Muqing's scrutiny.

"I felt uncomfortable when I heard them say that, but I couldn't explain it right away."

Wen Yuan looked up at Zhou Muqing in embarrassment, "The reporters haven't arrived yet, I'm waiting for them to talk together."

"Um."

Hearing these voices, Zhou Muqing felt harsh, so he returned to the office, and Wen Yuan followed him to the office.

"Listening to those people's words, I really feel very rude. It's as if they have seen the matter before they figure it out. They insist on pouring dirty water on you and Pippi."

Those people talked about Pippi the most, not Zhou Muqing, and Wen Yuan didn't mean to be really angry for the two of them by saying this.

"Wait and make it clear according to your idea."

"I will."

As soon as Wen Yuan arrived at Zhou Muqing's office, his assistant found him.

"Group leader Wen, the reporters are almost here, you can go to the conference room now."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

After speaking, Wen Yuan got up and walked towards the door, when Zhou Muqing stood up and stopped her.

"Are you going together?"

"No, I just hope that you can really solve this matter, and I have high hopes for you."

"Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with my idea."

"kindness."

Zhou Muqing wasn't really relieved, after Wen Yuan left, he called up the real-time monitor in the meeting room to watch the scene.

After Wen Yuan arrived, he began to explain the photos uploaded on the Internet.

"Some people found out that the source of these photos is Pippi's trumpet, but I don't think this explains anything. Maybe she got these photos from other places."

"Miss Wen Yuan, what does this mean?"

The reporter followed closely to ask questions, not letting go of the incident at all.

"I mean, these photos were actually taken by me, and only I have the opportunity to take such photos. I am Zhou Muqing's fiancée, no one is closer to him than me, such photos can only be taken by me. "

"You took it?"

"Then can you explain why you took such a picture?"

"Why were the photos posted online again?"

The reporters kept asking questions. At this moment, Zhou Muqing, who was sitting in front of the computer screen, became a little nervous. He watched intently, and unconsciously clenched his hands.

He knew that Wen Yuan was lying about what he said just now, but since he promised Wen Yuan to deal with this matter, he believed that she could handle it.

After a few minutes of silence, Wen Yuan spoke again, and at the same time put the photos of Zhou Muqing online on the big screen.

"I have opened the photo, and everyone can clearly see that he is asleep. If you look closely, you will feel that he is sleeping very soundly and deeply. This proves that he is resting in a safe and credible environment. If it weren't for this environment, he wouldn't be sleeping like this."

"What does this mean?"

Wen Yuan smiled, "Don't worry, listen to me continue."