After giving their statement at the police station, Tangning and the others walked out of the police station. However, there was still a crowd of reporters outside. After all, a public argument like this wasn't common in the industry. So, the reporters and the media all wanted to hear from the parties involved.
"Xing Lan and Luo Sheng, go home. There's no need for both of you to be here."
Xing Lan and Luo Sheng looked at each other and nodded their heads, "OK, Ning Jie."
Lin Qian was protected by Li Jin, Long Jie was protected by Lu Che, and Tangning was naturally in Mo Ting's arms. No matter what, as long as she was in Mo Ting's embrace, she would feel safe.
The reporters rushed forward and turned their flashing cameras towards Tangning and Mo Ting.
"Tangning, what do you think about what you've experienced today? What people in the industry call dog-eat-dog?"
"President Fan's revenge this time has solid evidence. Can you tell me what you would like him to do?"
"Tangning …"
For some reason, Tangning suddenly felt a little tired of hearing these harsh questions. Could it be that the media was lacking in attention?
"I haven't heard about dog-eat-dog yet. Why don't I share my thoughts with you when I hear about it?"
"As for your second question, I don't have any requests from President Fan. Everything must be done according to the law. Holding something dirty in one's hand will only make one want to wash their hands."
"As for your other questions, I hope you can think about it carefully before you ask."
"Because, you won't hear the answer you want from me today."
The reporters raised their microphones and looked at each other. They were all shocked by Tangning's power. At least, the questions they wanted to ask, were forcefully swallowed back in their mouths.
"Move!"
As soon as the reporters heard Mo Ting's name, they subconsciously took a few steps back and made way.
Even if they wanted to get more information from Tangning, who would dare to pull a feather from a tiger's mouth?
"Tangning, why can't you cooperate with the media a little?"
Someone in the crowd asked. It was obvious that he was complaining.
"It's not easy for us to be in this industry …"
"The relationship between artists and the media has always been a delicate one. If you don't cooperate, it will naturally cause others to dislike you and the media will slander you. With your high EQ, I'm sure you understand this."
Tang Ning tilted her head and looked in the direction of the voice. She couldn't help but sneer.
"I will not cooperate with unprofessional media. I will say it here today. You want me to cooperate with you, but your questions are full of aggression, just like how you want me to respond to you when you scold me. It's the same logic. "
"Haven't you noticed? When it comes to creating rumors and creating trouble, the media can come up with anything they want. For example, the dog-eat-dog story. Are you sure the media didn't make it up? "
"It's not easy for you to do this, but do you think it's easy for me?"
"You're a weakling, so you're in the right?"
"I have to take care of your career and your income. Do I have to support your family?"
"I didn't cooperate with the media, and I didn't forbid the media from defaming me. If the media doesn't understand what's called objective truth, then you can spread rumors all you want. I won't say a word … "
"Of course, don't expect me to cooperate."
"Because you can't even respect the objective facts!"
"You want me to greet you with a smile?"
After speaking, Tangning and the others left the police station. After boarding the car, Tangning took a deep breath. But, it didn't take long before she received a phone call from President Fan. As they had crossed paths a few times in the past, Tangning could easily guess what President Fan wanted to say and what he was planning.
"President Tang, it's best not to be so extreme. Otherwise, we'll meet again in the future."
"President Fan, if you have something to say, just say it," Tangning couldn't be bothered with small talk.
"How about this, let's each take a step back and pretend this matter is over. You cancel the lawsuit and I promise not to cause you any more trouble. What do you think of this deal?"
"I don't think much of it," Tangning rejected. "Because I'm not afraid of you causing trouble for me."
"Ha … President Tang, you need to think this through. Are you sure Superstar Media wants to get involved in this mess? You need to know what kind of path I take in the industry. Aren't you afraid of my methods? I'm not like righteous people like you. I walk a crooked path. "
"If you have the time to negotiate with me, why don't you think about how to protect your position in the agency?" After speaking, Tangning hung up the phone.
Righteous person?
Hearing this, Tangning let out a gentle laugh. President Fan was wrong. She wasn't a righteous person. She simply stuck to her own bottom line as long as people didn't offend her.
If the other party took the initiative, then they shouldn't blame her for giving them a taste of their own medicine!
"You must be tired. Let's go home and get some rest," Mo Ting said as he looked at Tangning's tired expression.
"Ting … take me to the set. I want to see how Zihao is getting along with the staff," Tangning replied. "As you know, 'The Ant Queen' has cost me a lot of effort. In fact, Qiao Sen even sacrificed his life for it. I don't want any accidents to happen again."
"Your health is the most important thing right now." After speaking, Mo Ting drove Tangning home and coaxed her to get some rest. "I promise, as soon as you wake up, I will take you to the set."
In order to reassure Mo Ting, Tangning nodded her head and forced herself to get some rest.
However, the image of Qiao Sen lying in his coffin and everything that happened outside the mourning hall filled Tangning's mind. Coupled with the aggressive media, Tangning felt physically and mentally exhausted.
After seeing Tangning fall asleep, Mo Ting left the bedroom and headed into the study room to give Lu Che a phone call, "Arrange for Fang Yu's PR. I don't want to hear that Qiao Sen's death has anything to do with Tangning."
Seeing Tangning's exhaustion, Mo Ting's heart ached.
"Be more forceful. Also, find the reporter that started the rumor today and make sure he completely disappears from the industry. Also, use this as a warning to his peers."
"From now on, tell Fang Yu to handle any news regarding Tangning. After all, she is an artist under Hai Rui. It's only reasonable for Fang Yu to handle her."
"Yes, President," Lu Che replied.
In the end, Mo Ting couldn't hold it in any longer. Although he always said that he wouldn't interfere with Tangning's development and decisions, when Tangning actually got hurt, Mo Ting was still the one that felt heartache.
So, after a round of interference from Hai Rui, the rumors of Tangning killing Qiao Sen no longer existed. All that was left was to discuss President Fan's masterpiece outside the mourning hall.
Not only did Mo Ting want President Fan to be a target and a laughing stock, he also wanted him to stay on the top searches!
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