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Chapter 938 To be sensible

He Xiangdong is in his thirties this year, which is the age of prosperity in the Spring and Autumn Period. This age is a bit embarrassing. He is already over the age of being young, but he is not as good as he can blame young people at will.

People of this age are not easy to mess around. If they lose the protective umbrella of youth and vitality, they cannot get angry at will; but their qualifications and age are not enough, and they cannot rely on their seniority, so people of this age often suffer losses.

This time, the beating incident of Xiangwenshe has caused a lot of controversy in the outside world. Jiang Yisheng was very motivated behind his back. Under their careful planning, Xiangwenshe has almost become a beating everyone.

Of course, this also has something to do with He Xiangdong. If the image He Xiangdong and Xiang Wenshe had always been very high-end and positive in the outside world, then this incident would not have been so violent.

It is true that He Xiangdong's reputation is so mixed. Many people like him, but there are also a large group of people scolding him every day.

As soon as this incident happened, He Xiangdong was in the wrong, and those who liked him were embarrassed to argue for him, and those who hated him were about to fly up and bite people.

Even the hardcore fans of He Xiangdong were crushed by this group of people. They were coming in full force, and the loyal fans couldn't even make up the waves.

Public opinion is fermenting.

Media reporters even blocked Xiang Wenshe's door and asked He Xiangdong to show up to give an explanation.

Xiang Wenshe's business has also suffered a great impact. It has been five years since it became popular in Beijing in 2004. This is the first time that Xiang Wenshe's small theater has not filled the audience.

He Xiangdong knew that there were still many storms waiting for him next. Jiang Yisheng said that if he wanted to completely destroy Xiangwenshe this time, his tricks would definitely be more than just these.

It was also at such a critical moment that He Xiangdong chose to hold a press conference, just at 7 o'clock tonight.

The reporters all received the news, and they knew in their hearts that such press conferences were usually the same routine. He Xiangdong apologized, the beater cried and apologized, and then he would pay for money or do some charity.

This time the incident was so big that the person who hit someone was probably going to be fired. Isn’t this the usual routine?

Moreover, according to the general unspoken rules, the reporters attending will receive a considerable red envelope so that their subordinates can show mercy, so this is a fat man.

In the past, this kind of fat man was snatched by everyone, but this time it was different. Even if there were red envelopes, they could not accept them.

Can't accept it.

Can't be accepted.

...

It arrived soon in the evening. There were many journalists paying attention to this matter, so there were about 200 reporters coming to the scene, so you know how scary it was.

He Xiangdong had long expected so many people, so he specially found a larger venue.

The reporters were waiting in the venue, and it was almost seven o'clock, so why haven't the person who sent the red envelopes come yet?

What's the way?

Don't even do superficial skills?

Although we won’t accept it, you always have to do it.

Many reporters were unhappy at the scene.

At seven o'clock.

The press conference of Xiangwenshe began.

When He Xiangdong came out, the media took out their spears and cannons, and they made a crackling sound, and the light emitted by the flashing light even shattered He Xiangdong's eyes.

This time, there was only one position on the stage, and there was only one person sitting there. He Xiangdong.

The media were stunned. They waited for a while, and then they believed that He Xiangdong was the only one who came to face them today.

He Xiangdong sat down, let out a gentle breath, looked at the people sitting in the audience, and said, "Are you here? Are there any reporters who have come? Those who haven't come raise their hands, I'll wait for you."

Everyone laughed in the audience.

The reporters were all impressed. Look at their professional ethics, they were also shaking their burdens at the apology meeting. This is no one else.

He Xiangdong also smiled a little, and he continued, "I won't go around the corner, just go straight to the topic. You guys are all here for the sake of my apprentice's injury today, right?"

"Teacher He, please express your opinion on the incident of your apprentice's injury." Someone in the audience couldn't help it and shouted at that time.

He Xiangdong turned his gaze to the man and asked, "Which media are you from?"

The reporter was slightly stunned and then said, "I...I am from Beijing TV."

"Oh." He Xiangdong responded softly and said, "You all say that my apprentice hits people. Do you know who my apprentice hits, and why did you hit that person?"

The reporters just looked at He Xiangdong, recorded the pen, recorded the recording, and took the camera. Apart from that, they had no unnecessary reaction.

How could He Xiangdong not understand? All the people in front of him understood the whole story, but they came for him.

He Xiangdong smiled bitterly, and he said, "The one who hits people is my eldest apprentice Chen Jun, who beats the boss of Hengyang Entertainment, Jiang Yisheng. Do you know why he wants to be the boss of an entertainment company?"

None of the reporters spoke.

Obviously, the reporters were not interested in the grudge between He Xiangdong and Jiang Yisheng. It was not that they were really not interested, but that they knew that they could not be interested in this matter, and they could only be interested in hurting people.

Jiang Yisheng is a top big shot in the entertainment industry. His energy is much stronger than He Xiangdong. He can control public opinion, but He Xiangdong can only be beaten silently.

He Xiangdong sighed, his eyes full of disappointment, and he said, "Actually, you really have extra time to come here. It's not my words, you write about yours. Oh, what a group of reporters. Oh, no, what a group of entertainment reporters."

The reporters present were all displeased.

He Xiangdong was not interested, so he said lightly: "Since you are all here, I won't let you go in vain. Don't you just want to know my opinion on this matter? Simple, that is, you play well and beautifully. I hope to continue to work hard, play level and play height, and rush out of Asia as soon as possible to go to the world. I tell you that my apprentice is a national hero. Tomorrow, I will hold him a special crosstalk show to commemorate He Xiangdong's beloved disciples for a week. Okay, let's go, let's break up."

After saying this, He Xiangdong turned around and left, not wanting to say a little nonsense to these people in front of him.

All the reporters present were shocked. After a few seconds, the audience was in an uproar and all the reporters broke out. Unfortunately, He Xiangdong had already left.

Backstage.

He Xiangdong arrived in the backstage and took off his coat and handed it to his second son. The second son remained silent.

Fan Wenquan sat aside, with the wrinkles on his face twisted together.

Xue Guo smoked aside, and the smoke that was so thick that it could not be melted covered his sad face.

Guo Qing also stood aside and was silent.

Gu Baimo and Li Quanjiang are here too.

The backbone of Xiang Wenshe is here.

He Xiangdong took the water he brought from his second son, took a sip, and said, "Okay, it's all gone, let's go back first."

A sound rang outside the door.

"Master, Master, I want to see Master, get out of here, get out of here."

A person broke into the door, and it was Chen Jun.

"Master." Chen Jun rushed over and tears came out in an instant.

With a plop, he knelt down in front of He Xiangdong and burst into tears.

He Xiangdong looked at the child raised by him and sighed softly. He hugged Chen Jun and his head raised slightly. There were tears in He Xiangdong's eyes. He whispered: "Xiaojun... be more sensible in the future."
Chapter completed!
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