Just when this group of reporters couldn't bear it any longer, the door to the conference room was opened.

Leading the way were four bodyguards in black suits, looking murderous.

And behind them, the people who came in made all the reporters present dumbfounded.

Nima.

This is……!

What does it mean?

What to play?

Behind the bodyguard, a group of people came in dejectedly.

The nose is bruised and the face is swollen.

The head is wrapped in a bandage.

The arms are hung around the neck.

On crutches.

Even...in a wheelchair.

One by one, they are all their peers, and they are all well-known figures in the media circle.

Isn't that the editor-in-chief of Huaqing Entertainment?

And the deputy editor of Southern Entertainment?

This is the CEO of Wujing Media.

Eight out of ten reporters present turned green.

Nima.

They suddenly remembered the reward posted by Xie Yutong.

Could it be?

Many guys with evil intentions exchanged glances with each other, and then their expressions slowly became a little weird.

The person who pushed in at the end had one of his legs in a cast, his right hand was hanging on his neck, his face was swollen into a pig's head, and he was still moaning.

Seeing this person, the reporters present all gasped.

This is... the executive president of Imperial Media Group.

Peat.

Could such a big shot be involved in the frame-up of Qingcheng Entertainment?

If so...!

Oh my god.

The door to the conference room was closed again.

A row of guys who were equivalent to being escorted in were all lined up in front of the rostrum. Behind them, there was a row of bodyguards in black.

The reporters present all shrank their necks and did not dare to complain.

Just kidding, there is one person here, including the bosses behind them, how many of them can compare with the unlucky guy in the row in front who was beaten into a pig head?

Just stay there.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was not until almost 1:30 in the afternoon that the door of the conference room was opened again.

For two whole hours, no one delivered water, and no one was allowed to go to the toilet.

At the gate, a group of bodyguards in black walked in quickly, surrounded by several people.

Everyone suddenly became quiet.

The people who came were none other than An Haimei, and two big guys in the directing world, Zhang Yimo and Li An.

An Haimei said nothing with a sullen face.

At this moment, another burst of rapid footsteps came from the door of the conference room.

When everyone turned around, their eyes almost fell out of their surprise.

The person who came was surprisingly the current executive member of the Supreme Committee of the Cultural Industry Industry, Cheng Gang.

Whether it is movies, TV, songs, variety shows, literature, or the media, any output content must be reviewed by the committee.

For any work, the committee can make the difference between life and death.

This is the real top guy in the industry.

And Cheng Gang is the boss among the bosses.

A boss of this level actually came to support Qingcheng Entertainment?

Although Qingcheng Entertainment is well-known and powerful in the industry, I have never heard of such a powerful network.

This time, those guys who were behind the scenes were really unlucky.

They thought they could push down the wall and crush Qingcheng Entertainment, and then divide it up.

But this kick hit the iron plate.

Or an iron plate with steel.

Cheng Gang walked directly to the podium, nodded to An Haimei, and then sat down with a cold expression.

Even Zhang Yimo and Li An had to get up and nod and bow.

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly weird.

Qingcheng Entertainment, is this going to happen?

What is the specification of this peat?

Executive committee member Cheng is actually here?

Just when everyone was secretly shocked, the door of the conference room that had just been closed was pushed open from the outside.

Another burst of rapid footsteps came.

This time, it was a group of... police officers.

After the police came in, they immediately took control of the entire conference room.

"Holy shit, what...are you doing?"

"Yeah, what happened?"

"Are we going to arrest people on the spot?"

"Nima, is there any big information behind this?"

"In the entertainment industry, there is going to be a big earthquake!"

"Haven't you seen it yet? Where Mr. Cheng and Mr. An are sitting."

"Yes, there is an empty seat in the middle. Who is it? Could it be that...!"

"Damn it, who else is more... than Mr. Cheng!"

"Who is it? So awesome?"

"Shh, stop talking, something big will definitely happen."

In front of the rostrum, a row of unlucky people looked downcast. Behind them, Zhang Yimo and Li An sat at the far edge, and Cheng Gang and An Haimei sat in the middle. However, the center seat was always empty.

After the police arrived, many people who had ulterior motives broke out in cold sweat.

They were actually involved in yesterday's cyber storm against Qingcheng Entertainment, but they were still secretly lucky that their secret transactions had not been discovered.

Time passes minute by minute.

Finally, the person who was supposed to come came.

Mo Zongheng and Chen Sixen were walking on both sides.

In the middle is Xie Yutong.

Needless to say, Xie Yutong’s identity.

When many people saw Mo Zongheng for the first time, they took a breath at the same time.

Isn't this the chairman of the Dongyang Special Economic Zone Construction Committee who just took office not long ago?

This was officially announced by China.

He actually...can only stand by Xie Yutong's side?

Xie Yutong, isn’t he just a film and television star?

And, there is another person...!

Reporters have the most sensitive sense of smell. Although they have no access to the top circles of the imperial capital, it does not mean that they do not know about it.
To be continued...