Star Media Helmsman

The drizzle continued outside the window, but a cold wind blew in as soon as the door was opened. After the faintly visible crowds, there were countless flashes as dense as day, and the huge noise that poured in followed into a ball in the ear.

"Jiang Minjingxi, are you planning to announce your retirement today?"

"Jiang Minjingxi, may I ask if you still intend to engage in performing arts activities in the future?"

"Jiang Minjingxi, some media described you as a real version of Cinderella, what do you think about this?"

Questioning constantly, walking in the crowd was not difficult, Jiang Minjing earnestly obeyed An Shendong's instructions, walked and stopped in the crowd with her chin slightly raised, and the microphone stretched towards her was quickly pressed down by the security guards. The crowded crowd was firmly stopped, she kept her head up, her face was not flustered, and her only restless eyes were covered by sunglasses, walking down the road, it was like a catwalk, not to mention noble and glamorous, nor so weak to be bullied.

But this is all fake. After getting in the car, although the filmed windows perfectly cut off the view from the window, they still can’t stop the flash from showing off its power. The uncrowned king, this group of people who seem to have no posture can Holding their pens and using their words, they can lift people up to the sky overnight, and they can make people fall to the bottom of the valley in a day. They are chasing and stalking them now, but after this period of time, they will not even take it to heart. The camera tilts a little.

The golden cycle of public opinion is no stranger to this Jiang Minjing. It seems that she is afraid that she will be frightened by this kind of battle. Will stop, he said that journalists are like wolves and tigers now.After the news is announced, you will be as respectful as a sheep, let alone write some suggestive smear articles on the Internet.Even if someone exonerated them, they would not dare to write lightly... But is such an artist still an artist?Or is it that Jiang Minjing can only live as an identity that she doesn't want and is not real from today's press conference?

There was a 'bang'.Someone bumped into the car, and the figure was pulled away by the security before he could see it clearly, but Jiang Minjing inside the car was taken aback. Seeing her pale face due to nervousness since she opened the door, An Shendong just wanted to say a few words of comfort. , the phone rang.

"President..."

The heavily hired security team maintained a small space around the car, the car started to start, and slowly escaped from the grip of the crowd, when An Shendong's voice of president was heard.Jiang Minjing instinctively took a peek, and noticed the other's glance, she immediately lowered her head again, this scene made An Shendong laugh, he coughed lightly, and continued to respond: "We have already set off, about half I will arrive at the venue in an hour, and the normal itinerary of the press conference will not be delayed."

Although he knew he couldn't hear, Jiang Minjing instinctively pricked up his ears.But he didn't want An Shendong to hand over the phone directly.

"The president said he wants you to pick it up."

Jiang Minjing was taken aback, looking at An Shendong in a daze, but Minister An, who had just received the notification yesterday to take care of everything, just sent the phone in her direction and took it with his hands.Jiang Minjing was hesitant and apprehensive, and took a deep breath before putting it in his ear.

"Hey."

"Scared? Sorry."

"That's not true." Jiang Minjing glanced at An Shendong.Bite your lip.

A laugh first came from the other end of the phone: "Whether there is or not, I did not handle this matter properly. It is not an unintentional act to drag you in, but our future cooperation will be easier. You have If there is any inconvenience, just say it clearly, if there are people you are getting along with, it doesn’t matter if you ask me to explain it myself.”

The person on the other end of the phone was deliberately creating a relaxed atmosphere, but Jiang Minjing didn't appreciate it, just said 'oh', and then continued to remain silent, while Lin Weiran on the other end of the phone simply said: "Okay, when you arrive we Say it again."

"it is good."

The voice from the microphone was still the same, soft, as if resigned, Lin Weiran, the culprit, laughed dumbly, not to mention complicated emotions, but also a little guilty, stood up and walked towards the conference room, there was another one no less than Jiang Minjing had seen before. queue is waiting.

The battle of words pays attention to winning the first place, but this time the opponent let Lin Weiran lose this advantage. Facing the malicious speculation of the public and the help of the black hands behind the scenes, the simple formula statement is a drop in the bucket.

At the press conference, the one who appears in front of the camera must be a golden girl. Even if the social status of Lin Weiran and Jiang Minjing is so disparate that the distance cannot be measured, the stylist still has a way to make the two stand together. The material that comes out is similar and obviously cannot confuse the public's eyes, but Jiang Minjing, as an artist, is rarely born with beauty.

After getting out of the car and moving forward surrounded by the crowd, Xiaojiabiyu's Jiang Minjing was not dazzled by the magnificence of reality. She was more worried than heart-beating to keep her rational. What she saw and heard today was like this piece of clothing on her body. The dress of the same size should be decent, but it still feels a little too big when worn. None of this belongs to her, or all of this belongs to a woman she has never met. She is forced to occupy the nest of magpies. Don't accept it, let alone deal with it indifferently in front of everyone.

Lowering her head, Jiang Minjing became more and more unable to hide her complicated emotions. The golden words of her sister Li Haili were echoing in her mind at this moment, but the guarantee she wanted was so unrealistic in her opinion.

"President."

The man who appeared after the elevator door opened slowly surprised An Shendong. Jiang Minjing looked up, only to see the figure of the culprit, and she lowered her head again, because her fear of this man was greater than her resentment.

"Did you have any trouble coming up?"

"Fortunately, the reporters are all outside the restricted area, and the major media have all been invited in, so there aren't many left."

Lin Weiran nodded, and her eyes naturally shifted to Jiang Minjing. Compared with the last few times I saw her, today she is more lovely. The flesh-colored dress makes people feel close, which invisibly highlights her gentle temperament. The extravagance of the jewels makes her even more eye-catching. After being surprised at first glance, I want to explore more of her charms.

It's a pity that she is still too weak, like a houseplant that can't stand the wind and rain.Delicate and deceitful.

"Sorry again for the trouble I caused you."

Lin Weiran owed her body.After giving way to the elevator, a group of people walked out of the elevator one file at a time.Naturally, Jiang Minjing couldn't stay inside alone, so she walked out, and had to face this man face to face, just like those teachers who faced trainees, who had to put on a modest posture before they started teaching.She looked at her own toes, not daring to pour any more curiosity into him, she just wanted to keep a distance that couldn't be further away.

Zheng Haobin, who was following Lin Weiran, and An Shendong, who brought Jiang Minjing all the way here, frowned at the same time, letting her face the media like this.Doesn't that mean putting a fish on an empty cutting board?It doesn't matter if she is slaughtered by others, but once it concerns Lin Weiran, it is too big a big deal.

"Cough, Min Jingxi..."

"There's still some time, why don't you go get something to drink?"

Lin Weiran interrupted An Shendong's reminder, glanced back at the window at the end of the corridor, and said softly, "How are you? Do you like rainy days?"

Jiang Minjing opened his mouth, but did not answer.The head was raised slightly, and then it fell down again. This is not just a matter of courage, but more of a kind of rejection.She can't imagine how she will face the media later, just like she doesn't know how to face the man in front of her now.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, no matter how much the clothes could shorten the distance between the two.They stand together, it still doesn't seem to work.

"That's not as good as this. I'm alone today."

Everyone was surprised by Lin Weiran's proposal, An Shendong took two quick steps to Lin Weiran's side.Then whispered: "President, our plan..."

"There's no need to follow the plan all the way."

Lin Weiran interrupted again: "There is no difference between two people present and one person present, and this kind of highlight can also distract some readers' attention. I really have to follow the steps to tell what the reporters will write, and directly provide a topic , it is convenient for us to control, and there will not be too many mistakes.”

An Shendong opened his mouth, but remained silent in the end. He lowered his head with a strange expression. Lin Weiran said it so lightly, but today's press conference is particularly important after the whole set of public relations plan. A Korean artist and a company president think It is far from easy to disclose the relationship between couples and maintain a positive image. Leaving aside the malicious speculation of the public, it is a lesson learned from the fact that several actresses who have found a good family did not disclose the news until the moment before their marriage.

Lin Weiran had personally reviewed the entire public relations plan beforehand, and the changes now came naturally from Jiang Minjing.

Everyone's eyes were focused, and even Lin Weiran, who was not the focus, could feel the complex elements. He turned his head and whispered a few words to Zheng Haobin. Jiang Minjing, who seemed to be still fighting childishly, smiled lightly, and took the lead to leave with a group of people. .

"Okay, everyone is leaving."

There were two people left in place, except for Jiang Minjing and Zheng Haobin, she raised her head timidly at this time, full of gratitude that she escaped the catastrophe.

"Are you happy? No gratitude at all?"

Jiang Minjing remained silent.

Zheng Haobin shook his head. As one of the instigators, he naturally couldn't be strict with Jiang Minjing. He turned his body to get out of the way, and made up his mind to keep Jiang Minjing, who didn't speak to the end, moving forward honestly. He didn't need to attend the press conference. How about being grateful to Lin Weiran?Who knows what kind of heart he has for doing this?

Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of well ropes for ten years. When this matter is over, it is estimated that Jiang Minjing will not be able to easily accept other people's kindness.

Someone who thinks that the little thought is well hidden is actually within the expectations of others, Zheng Haobin didn't tell the truth, and let Jiang Minjing entertain himself, but it's a pity that Cui Junguo who sent her to Lin Weiran seemed to have a broken arm After all, the cruel heart still made a wrong move. How could it be closer?It is clearly the opposite.

On that day, a press conference that attracted nearly [-] media in Seoul was anticlimactic. Since the invitation was received, all questions about Jiang Minjing were finally invalidated, because only the leading actor Lin Weiran was in the spacious conference room.

The next day, a financial report about Shinhan's business status did not attract the attention of the general public, but it caused huge waves in the market.

The drizzle that had lasted for two full days in Seoul suddenly turned heavy. (To be continued..)