A press conference on the death of newborns in Nandu First People's Hospital was scheduled for the next morning.

Location, Huarong Building News Hall.

Published by Tang Huanxi.

As soon as this news was spread, it almost triggered major public opinion media across the country.

Tang Huan, the title of the No. 1 goddess president in Nandu, disappeared in Nandu for so long, and finally entered the eyes of the world again.

Before the press conference began, the media reporters from all walks of life blocked the entrance of Huarong Building.

All bars, restaurants, convenience stores, and street corners are almost all occupied by media personnel.

The entire interior of Huarong Building is also preparing for a press conference to be held tomorrow morning.

Wu Xiongfei controlled the overall situation, and Jiang He led Zhang Zihao, Wang Li, Mu Kang, and Liu Qingqing to arrange security work.

Wenren Muxue was also assigned to take charge of the stable location of the entire building.

However, Lu Fan was a little idle and wandered around the building alone, with no place to need him everywhere.

"Can I come in?"

Lu Fan hesitated for a long time and finally knocked on the door of the president's office.

"Enter."

The cold voice of the goddess president came from the room.

Lu Fan pushed open the door and saw Tang Huanxi sitting at his desk at his desk, leaving a silhouette for Lu Fan, and brushing the dots on the paper with a pen.

Her figure is curved and beautiful on the side. Looking from the side, she is wearing an exquisite black uniform, which hides the beauty brought by her explosive figure, but also adds a lot of intellectual beauty to her.

Seeing Tang Huanxi working hard, Lu Fan was a little dazed for a moment, as if time had gone back. Back a few months ago, Tang Huanxi was still the cold and charming goddess president, while he was the cowardly son-in-law who was at home who only knew how to clean and was bullied by her at any time.

Tang Huanxi wrote for half an hour, and Lu Fan stood at the door and looked at her for half an hour.

It was not until Tang Huanxi put down his pen, leaned on the chair and stretched his waist slightly, and his beautiful eyes were surprised, and he noticed Lu Fan's existence: "When did you come?"

"I just arrived."

Lu Fan walked over and said, "How is it? Do you have to work overtime all night tonight?"

He saw a lot of coffee and chocolate bars on the table. This was a habit that Tang Huanxi developed for many years. It was specially prepared for her by Lu Fan in the past.

Tang Huanxi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the things on the desktop, and chuckled softly: "It's almost the same. When I was in school, I often stayed up all night to write articles. This time I didn't have much to prepare. I just made the key point and it would be fine soon."

"What do you think I do?"

Seeing that Lu Fan didn't say anything, just standing at the door and looking at him, Tang Huanxi asked in confusion: "Is there anything you have to do with me?"

"It's okay, I'm just here to see you. You can continue writing. I'll stand guard for you at the door. If you have any questions, I'll come in soon."

After Lu Fan said that, he patted his butt and left. After closing the office door, he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He leaned against the wall alone and started sucking silently.

The next day it will be dawn.

When the group gate opened at 8 o'clock, countless media reporters rushed in and rushed into the news hall in one after another. All kinds of cannons were set up, radios, microphones... all aimed at the news spokesperson. They could record and broadcast immediately as soon as the spokesperson arrived.

"There are 73 registered media outlets today, including 25 local media in Nandu and 30 provincial media. The rest are large national media and some foreign media."

"Everyone had conducted detailed security inspections before entering the building. Even the tripods were taken apart and we had not found any suspicious behavior."

Jiang He took a look at the time, "There are ten minutes left. When Miss Tang arrives, the press conference will officially begin."

Lu Fan stood in the backstage, looking at the figures that had filled the entire news hall, then waved to see Wang Li, who was guarding the entrance, hurried over:

"What's wrong with Brother Lu?"

"Are there any familiar faces?" Lu Fan asked.

"No."

Wang Li shook his head: "I have looked at them one by one. There are no people from the Martial Alliance, and there are no familiar faces from the Ghost Sha Alliance, so there should be no problem."
Chapter completed!