Chapter 1067

"Master Li!"

The reporter under the stage shouted. In exchange, Li Qing stretched out a hand and waved in midair very irregularly.

The reporters didn't know what the situation was. They couldn't help asking, "is Mr. Li uncomfortable?"

The host quickly stood up to help out: "Mr. Li has been working a lot recently. It is inevitable that he is not feeling well, so he left the stage first to have a rest. I'm really sorry. Gangbei international apologizes to all journalists..."

Before she had finished her words, Li Qing, who had just left her seat and was about to leave, suddenly trembled fiercely, immediately spewed out a mouthful of red blood and fell back.

The hall was immediately in chaos, and there were startling voices one after another, as if it could lift the roof.

"Security guard!" Fang Yong, who was standing at the door to maintain order, shouted. Then he rushed to the stage a few steps and held Li Qing who was unconscious.

After a burst of surprise and amazement, the full audience of media reporters hurriedly raised their cameras to take pictures. The lens flickered and dazzled people's eyes.

Fang Yong stretched out his hand and opened it with five fingers, blocking Li Qing in front of him, and then dragged him to the door.

"Don't take pictures! Don't take pictures!"

"Please don't take pictures! Thank you for your cooperation!"

The security guards also rushed up to form a human wall to maintain order, pushing back the reporters who were generally surging in the tide to cover Li Qing's departure. But the scene was completely out of control and could not stop the madness of these reporters. They broke through the obstacles and were impatient to obtain first-hand news materials.

Li Qing, the owner of the Li family, one of the top three in Hong Kong, is undoubtedly the most popular powerful figure in Hong Kong. He vomited blood and fell to the ground at the press conference, which will be called the shocking news that will stir the world.

It was not until Fang Yong helped Li Qing out that the atmosphere in the hall eased slightly. Under the persuasion of the security guard and Miss etiquette, the reporters retreated one after another, and the atmosphere gradually quieted down.

"President Lin, what should I do?" Secretary Zhang leaned over and approached Lin Qiuqiu nervously.

The jade hand on the table suddenly tightened. Lin Qiuqiu said coldly: "the Q & a session will be terminated in advance, and then continue according to the process."

From beginning to end, Lin Qiuqiu sat there still. Even when the media asked about Xue Yuexin's relationship with Li Qing, Lin Qiuqiu didn't show any unhappiness. The dignified atmosphere shown by a weak woman is really amazing.

"I see." Secretary Zhang nodded, turned around, walked behind the host and whispered a few words.

The panicked beauty host took a deep breath and smiled sweetly again: "Mr. Li is not feeling well, so he left temporarily, and our question session is over. After the lunch, please visit the newly completed gangbeiwan Ocean Park and enjoy the light."

"Please make it clear, what's wrong with Mr. Li?"

"Yes, make it clear."

"Is master Li in poor health?"

"Miss Lin Qiuqiu, do you know the physical condition of Master Li?"

“...”

A group of media reporters were still asking questions, and soon pointed the spearhead at Lin Qiuqiu, trying to find out important news from the woman closest to Li Qing.

Without saying a word, Lin Qiuqiu got up and quickly left the press conference under the protection of the security guard. Later, the reporter outside Gangbei International Grand View Hotel sent Lin Qiuqiu to push off his work and follow Li Qing to the hospital, which once again confirmed that Li Qing's physical condition was not optimistic.

After Lin Qiuqiu, the senior management of Gangbei international group and other important participants also withdrew one after another. From beginning to end, Xue Yuexin stood there blankly, her cheeks as white as paper, until the assistant came to her side and gently called, and she suddenly woke up like a dream.

Xue Yuexin's mind is excellent. After stabilizing her mind, she waved to the media reporters and said goodbye with a smile. Until she turned out of the corridor, her face turned pale again.

"Where's Li Qing?"

"It seems to be taken to the hospital," the assistant whispered back. "Shall we go there?"

After a little meditation, Xue Yuexin gently waved her hand: "no, you go and say hello, and then we'll leave."

"OK." the assistant answered, turned and hurried away

The press conference ended hastily, and the media reporters gradually dispersed. Only Yang Xi Xi stood quietly in the hall, holding the camera in his hand, with a complex look in his eyes. On the one hand, she was worried about Li Qing's safety. On the other hand, she thought about the meeting in the bathroom before. She couldn't help feeling a little suspicious.

"I'm sorry!" the newspaper staff who came with me waved outside, "let's go."

"Ah." Yang Xixi returned to his senses, turned and ran over in small steps. Until this moment, she suddenly realized that she had not taken a picture at the time of the incident.

"There is a reception luncheon arranged by Gangbei international at noon. Go and have something to eat."

"No, I suddenly remembered something else." Yang Xi waved his hand and said apologetically, "I want to leave early."

"In such a hurry? I won't participate in the afternoon's activities?" the man approached Yang and smiled mysteriously. "Are you going to go back early to write first-hand materials? Then it's too late. I just saw that several reporters have sent back the news first. You are a freelancer. You can't grab the latest news. At most, there's only one comment to write."

"No, there's really something in the afternoon. I'll go first." Yang Xi sipped his lips and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

She went out of Shengjing Hotel, took a taxi at the door and sat in the back: "Qianshan Road."

After the last attack, Yang Xixi never dared to take the co driver's seat in a taxi. Every time, he sat quietly in the back row and kept a safe distance from the driver.

When the driver started the car, Yang Xixi pulled out his laptop from his backpack and connected it to the wireless network after opening it in the car.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Xixi typed the two English letters "EP" in the search box, but all the things searched are irrelevant and can't be connected with the current situation.

Frowning Xiumei, Yang Xixi tried to recall that when she met Li Qing in the bathroom, those two English letters were on the small plastic bag.

"What is it?" Yang Xixi tilted his little head and suddenly had an idea and opened the shopping website on the home page. As like as two peas, she entered the shopping website and found the same plastic package. At last, she found the true face of the material named "EP".

These two letters are actually English abbreviations. Its name in Mandarin is edible pigment. It is an invention patent from Britain. It was a behaviorist painter who first studied this kind of thing, and then this kind of material was mostly used to create blood scenes in movies and stage plays. In addition to its bright color and viscous state comparable to real blood, this substance is more non-toxic, harmless and edible, so it is widely used in special effect scenes and high-grade baking.

"This liar..." Yang Xixi tooted his mouth, suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly shouted, "driver, driver! Turn around, go back! Go back!"

"Ah?" the driver looked at Yang Xixi through the endoscope. "Girl, did you drop something?"

"Ah, yes, yes, I forgot my wallet." Yang Xixi said hurriedly, "hurry up and pull me back to get it, or someone else will take it away."

"OK, OK, I'll turn at the front intersection. Don't worry first." the driver drove to the front intersection, then took a turn and drove back to Gangbei International Grand View Hotel.

Yang Xixi took out a note from his bag and handed it over: "fare."

"Well, eight dollars altogether." the driver took the note and picked up his wallet from one side. "Wait, I'll give you change."

Yang Xi Xi anxiously looked out of the window, some distressed wrinkled Qiong's nose, and then directly opened the door and rushed down: "don't look for it!"

"Hello! Girl! Girl!" the driver shouted and watched Yang Xixi run into the gate of Shengjing hotel.

The driver couldn't help but draw from the corner of his mouth: "run so fast? Practice sprinting..."

Yang Xixi didn't even have time to take the elevator. She rushed up the stairs to the second floor and slammed the mahogany door of the banquet hall.

The press conference has just ended and the staff are busy cleaning the venue. Surprised by Yang Xixi who suddenly broke into the door, they raised their heads and stared at the rash female reporter in front of them.

Yang Xixi stretched out his finger to the staff member who rolled the carpet and roared, "don't move!"

The staff member was startled at first, and then his mouth tilted: "who are you?"

Yang Xi Xi didn't answer and hurried to the front. She lifted the half rolled carpet and looked down. She saw that the blood that Li Qinggang had just vomited was still there. She couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

"How much is this carpet? I'll take it."

"You buy?" the staff pulled the corners of their mouths and stared at Yang Xi like a psycho.

"Of course, this is an old carpet, and it has been stained with blood. Otherwise, you have to send it for cleaning. It's better to sell it to me." Yang Xi Xi turned his eyes and crisp his chest. "Why? You think I can't afford it?"

When the department manager heard the news, he learned the general situation from the staff and walked to Yang Xixi with a smile: "Miss, do you want to buy this carpet?"

"That's right." Yang reluctantly ordered his snow-white chin. "I think the color of this carpet is good. I can't buy it anywhere else. I want to buy it from you and go back to the living room."

Yang Xixi looked at the carpet in front of her, but he thought to himself that the small living room in the apartment she rented could not be covered with such a big carpet.

"This..." the Department Manager hesitated. "This is not very good. After all, this is the company's property. If you really want to sell it, you need to ask your superior for instructions."

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