Zhang Lang and Afu had a conversation for a while, and Sun Jiahui told Zhang Lang today that the reporters had arrived.

"Let's go, I'll meet these grandchildren when I go out!" Zhang Lang stood up and greeted Ah Fu.

Zhang Lang really has no good feelings for these reporters from Xiangjiang.

I know how to chase and make up gossip news to attract attention all day long.

"You guys came to my doorstep early in the morning to block me and at my company's doorstep.

I believe everyone knows why this press conference is!" Zhang Lang said straight to the point.

"I don't want to say anything about some irresponsible remarks from newspapers, see you in court!

Oh! I was wrong, you can't see me in court!

You are not worthy of me appearing in court in person, and my lawyer will talk to you in everything..."

There was a commotion in the audience.

Sure enough, it's very popular.

I know that the person in front of me is not a good-tempered person.

But the reporters in the audience don’t care about those, they care about whether the news is hot enough.

The word "Rabbit dies and the fox is sad" cannot be used by reporters.

As for whether the peers will be accused of bankruptcy, it doesn't matter if they do this, and it's not their concern.

They only care about whether they can get headlines and whether they can get scoops.

"Mr. Zhang, do you have anything to say about raising dead men in the newspaper "***"?"

"Mr. Zhang, we all really want to know whether it is a slander or a fact to raise a dead man? Can you explain it?"

"Mr. Zhang, the people have the right to know. Regarding your raising of dead soldiers in the name of charity, whether it is slander or fact, I hope you can prove it and explain it..."

"Everyone calm down! I will give you a satisfactory answer today!

It will also give charity an answer!" Zhang Lang's voice was clearly conveyed to everyone's ears.

“There are a few photos here, and I want to explain something!

These photos are photos taken by my people when they discovered and saved these children...

I have asked someone to wash a little more, and I'm sending it to everyone now..."

With Zhang Lang's words, Sun Jiahui waved her hand, and the staff who had already prepared began to send photos to the reporters present.

Zhang Lang was very satisfied with Sun Jiahui's work efficiency. It has only been more than an hour since he called her.

Prepare all the things you should prepare.

Zhang Lang is now a little reluctant to let Sun Jiahui go. He doesn't know if the person who takes over Sun Jiahui can still use it so easily.

"Look at this photo, this child was discovered by my man in the garbage dump of a refugee camp in Africa!

This child is only three years old, but he has been wandering independently for a year.

His parents both died at the gun of the ** armed forces!

When my people found him, they were so thin that they were all left with big heads and limbs like matchsticks!

If my person finds out one day later or even plays for a few hours, the child may be gone!

There is also this little girl, my man was rescued from the mouth of a wild dog in Myanmar...

Unfortunately, one of her feet had been eaten by a wild dog, and she lost one of her feet forever!

This little girl was just born, and was thrown into the sewer by her cruel parents. After receiving the news, my man rescued her in the sewer!

Unfortunately, the sewage eroded her eyes. She would never see the sky, flowers, or anything. She was the world and was dark."

Zhang Lang talked about the misfortune of these orphans in a low voice.

The more emotional reporters in the audience began to wipe their tears.

Even some male journalists were shocked by the unfortunate experience of the children in the photo and their eyes were red.

"There are many more. Some of them have lost their hands, some have lost their feet, and some have lost their eyes; some have deep diseases, even if I have tried my best to treat them, I can only live for a few months...

Why don't I let you interview?

Because these children were severely frightened, many of them had serious psychological diseases.

I don't want you to disturb them. What they need is not the attention of the media, but the quiet growth. They need time to slowly forget the misfortunes in the past...

But you don't even let these children go..."

"Bang!"

Zhang Lang slapped the table with a sudden palm and slapped a table into pieces.

The reporters in the audience were so scared that they took several steps back.

Secretly shocked.

Too fierce!

If I had slapped this on my body, wouldn't I have shattered the bones?

The reporter then became excited and began to take pictures of the fragments of the table frantically.

"I said, it doesn't matter if you attack me, it doesn't matter how you want to hack me, just don't implicate innocent people.

But some shameless and unbottomed media actually talk about these poor children!

An ordinary sports activity, running around the circle, is a very normal sports activity for ordinary children. You have interpreted it as, I am cruelly training and training dead soldiers...

You are not only attacking me, your actions disturb the tranquility of these poor children!

Tear their wounds again and let them remember their misfortune!

This is something I can't tolerate!

I, Zhang Lang, put the words here, and I will sue them at all costs, whether you are a newspaper in Hong Kong, a media in the UK, a media in Taiwan, a US, or a Japanese!

If the law cannot give me an explanation or a fairness to the children, I will use other means to seek justice for the children!”

The reporters in the audience were in an uproar, this was too cruel!

No one doubts Zhang Lang's words.

This is a cruel person.

The last time the world offered a reward of one billion US dollars to eliminate the Red Army organization, it has only been more than a month.

Come again now.

All reporters believe that if the Taiwan government dares to shelter their media, Zhang Lang will dare to use underground forces to eliminate them from the top.

Zhang Lang has never been a ruler.

In other words, Zhang Lang never paid attention to the so-called unspoken rules set by some people.

He has his own principles of conduct.

The reporters at the scene, and newspaper reporters who did not participate in Hei Zhanglang began to observe silence for their peers.

The newspaper and media reporter who attacked Zhang Lang was anxious and worried about the invasion of disaster.

I began to think about whether to quit? Or should I quit immediately? Or should I quit immediately?

"Okay, I'm done! You can think about the rest yourself!

I still said the same thing, I don’t want anyone to disturb the quietness of the children!

I don't want him to be exposed to the spotlight and have someone take a magnifying glass to see them..." After Zhang Lang said that, he threw down a number of reporters, turned around and left.

Only a reporter was left behind, standing there in embarrassment.

Back to Ford Building.

Sun Jiahui brought an assistant from her assistant group to Zhang Lang's office, "Boss, this is Shi Lina, she will take over my job. Do you think it's okay?"
Chapter completed!