Chapter 272 (1/2)
Mo Changwen smiled. The reporter was arranged by Mo Changwen in advance to put pressure on Mo Jinrong so that he could take advantage of the weakness.
”If the successor, it's really impossible for us to make a decision. We're considering replacing it, or I may inherit it.”
Mo Jinrong didn't speak and watched him perform quietly.
Even if none of the Mohists inherited it, they would never give it to Mo Changwen!
”Mr. Mo, how much do you know about Miss Lan's kidnapping?”
The crowd of female reporters suddenly asked questions, which aroused heated discussion in the field.
Mo Changwen looked at the reporter. It seemed that he didn't invite him. Everyone here paid and would ask some questions he had prepared, but he didn't let him ask this question.
He smiled and waved his hand.
”I was at home when Enron was kidnapped. I didn't know it at all. I heard about it later. It has nothing to do with me.”
A projection suddenly appeared on the voice wall, which was the picture of Mo Changwen kidnapping LAN Yanran and LAN Yanran going to save LAN Yanran.
They thought they had seen a ghost and were afraid. They huddled together and looked at the picture on the wall.
Mo Changwen stared at the boss. He didn't expect this to happen?
At that time, I found the most trusted younger brother. Everyone gave money and kept his mouth shut. He would never talk nonsense. What's the matter?
”Is it really you? You hurt my daughter. Where did you get my daughter?”
LAN Tingyun rushed up excitedly and asked.
”No, no, no! It's not me, I don't know!”
Mo Changwen was so scared that he quickly denied that it was the ghost of LAN Enron who came back for revenge?
”You don't know? It's you! You return my daughter!”
LAN Tingyun grabbed Mo Changwen's collar and was extremely angry.
The scene was a mess. The reporters seemed to eat big melons and took pictures one after another. Mo Changwen shouted in his face.
”Don't shoot! Don't shoot!”
Suddenly!
The portrait of LAN Enron fell to the ground and smashed!
Everyone thought it was LAN Enron's ghost who came back, and many students fled with laughter.
”Miss lanyaxin, are you sure that dress is miss lanenron's?”
The female reporter asked again.
LAN Yaxin was at a loss at this time. Her eyes widened and shook her head.
”I don't know! I don't know. My father asked me to do it!”
LANYA's heart shrank in a corner and trembled with fear. Her eyes stared at lanenron's portrait, as if lanenron was staring at her.
”You mean, it's fake. I didn't find LAN Enron's clothes at all? Then why do I have to rush to hold a funeral?”
Zhao Xiumei interrupted the female reporter. She went forward and grabbed the female reporter's microphone and shouted loudly.
”It's not stable. It's not a ghost at all. You reporters don't ask these groundless questions. It's my granddaughter's stuff. The child is scared and stupid. He's talking nonsense. Don't believe it!”