Chapter 181

"Ladies and gentlemen, as a pastor close to aplus and his family, I have something to say today..."

After Hamlin's brief formal statement, Reverend William began to speak, "aplus is a good boy, he is a good boy! I watched him grow up and struggle step by step from the slums of Nancheng! I don't care how you smear him, stingy or suspected of murder, I always believe that he is a good child, and God will also be innocent of him as a witness! "

The click of the shutter continued to ring, and his thick black tone speech was impassioned, "for what? Yeah? Because of what? Because he donated money to my church... "

The reporters burst into laughter.

Song ya, who was standing at the window, also laughed, "Pablo." Taraj handed his old cell phone to him. "Hey, Pablo, I'm sorry, I can't go. Say sorry to little Lori for me. I'm a bit of an accident. Yes, Frank has been found." He hung up.

"Not only that!"

William's speech continued: "I also know that from the first income he earned, the child has been continuously donating money to equal rights organizations in Chicago, as well as charitable organizations, women's rights organizations, and black traditional university. He has quietly contributed nearly a million dollars over the past year, but he still received groundless ridicule from the outside world! Ladies and gentlemen, this is not fair! This is so unfair! LOOK！”

"He even went to South Africa to meet Mr. Mandela. He did a lot of things for Africa. In addition to donating money, he also participated in the youth summer camp there and made his own efforts to lift the apartheid. He was only 15 years old at that time."

William said more and more excited, "I see you are all white." He pointed to the reporters in front of him, "I'm not using this as a pretext. Please think about it and ask yourself, if aplus is replaced by any white singer, and his bodyguard and a black drunkard have a chat before their disappearance, will such a high-intensity pursuit be aroused? Yeah? Will it? Would it be so easy to presume guilt and be openly called a suspect? You owe him an apology, you journalists, and the boring spectators with colored glasses who read your news, buy your newspapers and comment on them. You all owe aplus a big apology

"This guy, with that, he finished his manuscript..." Song Ya frowned.

"It worked well." Eli approached him. "Chuck should be at Frank's house."

Chuck Goodman looked at Frank Gallaghers' dilapidated house, "as poor as aplus used to be..." Murmured in a low voice, and the staff got out of the car. Some smart reporters knew that they couldn't catch up with the big play in Hyde Park. They also gathered around Frank's house. Seeing Goodman, he immediately raised his camera and asked in a loud voice, "Hey, you're familiar. What's your relationship with aplus?"

Goodman waved to them and they strode to the door of the gallags.

"Gentlemen, there are a lot of reporters, and Ms. Fiona doesn't want to be disturbed." Two uniformed police officers came out of a police car and stopped him.

"For the beautiful girl ah?" Goodman immediately saw through the mind of the tall, handsome and handsome young white police officer who led him. "She has no right not to be disturbed. I am Mr. aplus's private lawyer, and this is a civil servant of the court. We will not enter the door."

"All right." Police officer, get out of the way.

Goodman knocked on the door, and Fiona, who was inside, quickly opened the door, followed by a group of children, big and small, "Ms. Fiona gallag." The court staff took an envelope out of his arms and handed it to him, "this is Mr. aplus's lawyer's letter against you for libel."

Fiona took the envelope with an indifferent face.

"What's more, as Mr. aplus's personal lawyer, we will also launch a prosecution against Mr. Frank Gallagher for his perennial fraud in welfare benefits and related crimes. Let me remind you first that if the charges are established, Frank will go to prison and you will be transferred to the welfare home." Goodman went on, handing Fiona his business card. "If you want to reconcile before the case is filed, make this call."

Glancing at the girl, pale and leaning against the door, Goodman walked back to his car with a sneer.

"What would you do to the drunkards? Will retaliation take place? Will you sue them? "

When William finished his speech, Hamlin answered several questions, and some reporters asked questions.

"Certainly, Frank's daughter did not report to the police in the face of her father's disappearance. Instead, she chose to openly slander Mr. aplus in front of many journalists. We will certainly follow up on this matter, so as to prove the innocence of Mr. aplus." Hamlin replied.

"Isn't that too much? As far as we know, they are all poor people on relief. " A reporter called.

"Poverty is not an excuse for evil. We even suspect that there are media or personal instructions behind her conspiracy and slander. In order to create news or discredit Mr. aplus, Amelia is not your poor and reasonable society. After doing evil, you should be prepared to bear the relevant consequences."Taraj stepped out and handed Hamlin a note. "According to the latest news, the reason for Frank's disappearance and subsequent reports will appear in Zoe Barnes' personal column in the Chicago Tribune tomorrow morning, and we will wait with you for specific information. Thank you. If you are thirsty or hungry, please feel free to take some food and drink there. Thank you for your hard work these days

Hamlin finished the press conference, went home, and clapped hands with the people waiting.

"Perfect, Hamlin." Song Ya also clapped his hands with a smile.

"Michelle's and Howard's will issue statements tomorrow endorsing your donation." Eli put down the phone excitedly to report.

“GOOD！” Song Ya asked, "has the evening paper been published yet?"

"Aplus, the fast-growing star of San Francisco evening news, has been called" a man who talks about money all night "by director Spike Lee, and" black grandstand "by his ex girlfriend milajovovich's father. Is he really a money saving master, as the above two said? From a purely financial point of view, this paper will analyze aplus's road to amass wealth after making the first pot of gold with the help of song royalties... "

On the other end of the phone, Riise read the newspaper he had just got. The first wave of reversal materials were provided here. Eli didn't beautify anything according to song Ya's intention. Instead, he told San Francisco evening news every step of his decision to participate in the split-up of Warren brothers synthesizer company. In addition to the "real estate agent tactics" that could not be humanized, Eli told the San Francisco evening news This is in line with the facts, including the fact that he outsourced the production line of the synthesizer factory, which was originally almost all-out, to China, leaving only a small assembly workshop.

"Now more and more American enterprises are looking to China from Southeast Asia and Latin America, where the production cost is lower and the quality of workers is higher..."

Later, the evening paper turned to the grand topic, which was also Eli's idea, in order to stimulate more media to participate in the discussion and the eyes of more workers and entrepreneurs.

"There will certainly be more discussions tomorrow, in the context of your business options." Said Eli when the phone hung up.

"Well done, well done, Eli."

Sonya was very satisfied. Al got the champagne. "Let's celebrate!"

"Pablo has already made five calls." Talaji came to remind him.

"All answer. I'm busy." Song Yacai is too lazy to answer.

Late at night, old Morgan appeared on a radio talk show.

"The saxophone in the second-hand store is yours, old Morgan. You know aplus very well, don't you?" Black DJs are also rubbing the heat, usually no one would ask old Morgan to announce, "what do you think of today's affairs?"

"What do I think? I'll sit and watch

Old Morgan took out the style of always relying on the old and selling the old. "When I got the music from the second-hand store, the first feeling was what kind of rubbish was this, you know?"

DJ laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Really, just a little back and forth. I was almost too lazy to do such a boring job."

"Rolling in helladeep, heading to the mezzanine, dressed in a shell deep, headed to the mezzanine, dressed in a bucket, those are green..." said old Morgan He hummed a few lines from the rap part, "Yeah, I was trying to say, emmmm Not bad... "

"Haha, old Morgan, stop blowing. This part of the lyrics is written by little Lori." The black DJ immediately revealed it.

“BULLSHXT！ What little Lori wrote was all written by aplus, but little Lori just changed a few words. People present at that time knew about it! I'm not saying that because little Lori kicked me out of the next commercial show. I'll say that to anyone

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