Su Xingyu closes the camera and looks up unintentionally to find that he is looking at her.

Eyes crisscross moment, as if there is something strange feeling from the heart flow, she is not comfortable to do not open the head.

The hand on the seat was slightly heavy, and he put his hand over her.

Frightened, she instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.

She did not move, so he was holding all the way to look at the passing scenery outside the window, full of buildings and Viaduct over the window reflection, no matter how the landscape outside changes, the glass window always reflects her and his face, as if... Life together.

As she lowered her eyes, a tiny voice suddenly appeared in her heart: all her life

If they do it again, will they be happy?

Thinking wildly, we arrived at the headquarters of blade group.

The wreath and crowd at the gate of the headquarters were no longer there. They entered the conference hall accompanied by Xie Yan and others who had been waiting for a long time.

The conference hall was full of people. The family members of the diving photographer were still crying. Around the family members were many reporters. They rushed to pass the microphones one by one and asked the sharp questions about exposing people's scars. There are also some reporters chasing the staff of the blade group, who are also bombarded with all kinds of problems.

Su Xingyu followed Lu Shifeng to the stage.

Reporters are like a swarm of blood sharks, also want to rush to the stage, was stopped by security.

"Please be quiet. Be quiet!" The speaker was Xie Yu. As the chief secretary, he was accompanied by them in a suit and shoes. He looked serious and took the microphone to all the people under the stage. "For the death of the diving photographer, the blade group expressed deep sorrow and sympathy. Based on the humanitarian spirit, he would also give some consolation money to your family members. However, this accident is not the responsibility of the blade group. The camera of the blade group is completely in line with the advertising data. Please let your family members and the media know this. Don't mistake the cause of the death of the dead. In that case, the spirit of the dead will not be in peace. "

"You're bullshit As soon as Xie's voice fell, the family members under the stage began to cry hysterically, "you black hearted manufacturers! You killed my son! My son has been a diving photographer for so many years. He has never had an accident. How could he have an accident if he had your new camera! Don't pass the buck! My poor son... "

The cry of middle-aged women almost resounded through the air.

Reporters under the stage also began to clamor: "yes, how can we say it's not about the edge? In recent days, we have interviewed many photographers and all said that the sharp edge camera can't reach the level of data fineness of advertising. Isn't that a lie? Deceiving people, deceiving people's lives

What does Xie Yucai want to say? Lu Shifeng has raised his hand to stop him.

Xie Yan took a look at his boss and gave him the microphone. He stepped back a few steps.

Reporters also aimed at Lu Shifeng: "general manager Lu, what do you think about this matter? Do you always have to give an explanation?"

"Yes, people can't die in vain."

"I thought there was something wrong with the new camera of blade group before. How can it reach the exaggerated data in the advertisement? It takes an hour to take pictures of the night scenes that other cameras can take a night to take? "

"It's just, it's too exaggerated. It's unrealistic."

"If the dead diving photographer wasn't so naive and didn't believe such exaggerated data, nothing would have happened."

"That's right, that's right, Mr. Lu. You can't ignore people's lives in such a big group."

One after another, the voices are all questioning the blade.

Lu Shifeng opened his mouth, and his thin and cool voice, like a piece of ice with a chill, swept through the air, calming down the boiling voice of the whole Venue: "the camera data of the blade group is OK, the problem is the people who use the camera. This time, the new products are very high-end, and the skill requirements of users are very high. Ordinary photographers - I mean ordinary professional photographers, can't use them. In a short time, the group can play a 100% function. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd began to talk again.

The mother who had lost her son began to wail again: "you lie! My son is the best! He's a great photographer! How could he have a problem? The problem is your edge! Wu ah... "

This time, some reporters did not agree with her.

Another part of the reporter asked Lu Shifeng: "Mr. Lu, you have heard the mother's words, and as far as we know, the dead photographer is really excellent. Many other photographers we interviewed also said that they could not produce the data and effects of advertising. How do you explain? We can't throw the pot to the victims without any evidence! "Lu Shifeng's voice is still as thin as ice: "just because they can't get it doesn't mean everyone can't get it. In fact, in order to prove that the blade's camera can really reach the advertising data, I went into the water with Ms. Su Xingyu last night. Yes, it was in the shipwreck area. "

His voice echoed in the air.

The live reporter took the camera to record, and the pictures were synchronized to the live news.

Thousands of miles away in F country, in front of the TV screen, Ouyang Yi was carrying a glass of water. The cup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, smashing to pieces.

He couldn't believe staring at the TV screen. How could there be su Xingyu among the people who went into the water last night!?

So, did she meet

Jingling——

The harsh telephone rang.

In a room like an old castle, Ouyang Yi grabs the phone.

At that end, Su Jinnian's voice was as cold as hell: "Ouyang Yi, what did you do to that water area last night?"?! Have you forgotten what I said? I said that you can deal with Lu Shifeng as you like, but as long as you involve my sister in danger, I'll make you suffer! "

Ouyang Yi's incredulous face quickly faded away, and said coldly to the phone: "Su Jinnian, don't think you are a good man, do your position, don't tell me that your hands are not stained with blood, don't make a joke. Yes, there were piranhas in that water area, but I didn't know that Xingyu would go down, if I knew... "

"There are not so many ifs in the world." Su Jinnian's voice is still very cold, "you wait."

"Hello, hello?" What else does Ouyang Yi want to say? The phone has been hung up by Su Jinnian.

The handsome man looks at the busy phone and frowns tightly. He has a strong ominous feeling in his heart - offending Su Jinnian is almost offending death!