Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Then don't let the media speak out!" Nie Qixing said sternly.

"..." Zhou Zheng didn't dare to say anything.

Nie Qixing rubbed his eyebrows again, raised his eyes and apologized to him: "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood."

Zhou Zheng had long seen his ferocious and deformed face just now, as well as the fierce evil in his eyes. How could he dare to offend him? He immediately slapped him and said, "I understand. Don't worry, Master Qi. I don't take it seriously."

"Yeah." Nie Qixing just said polite words, but in fact he didn't take Zhou Zheng seriously in his heart. He was just pretending to be hypocritical for the sake of his own image.

Seeing that his face was still ugly, Zhou Zheng reminded him: "Master Qi, do you want to find someone to suppress the news?"

Nie Qixing didn't need to remind him to know that the top priority was to suppress public opinion first, otherwise no one could guarantee whether something would be dug up on the Internet.

"I'll find someone right away." He stood up, picked up his cell phone and made a call.

…

Nie Qixing made this call first to the royal family.

John received news last night that reporters gathered in front of the club, and this morning he learned from the news outside that Nie Qixing was privately involved in the human trafficking business.

I felt very shameful about his behavior in my heart, and had to deal with him: "Master Nie, it's hard for me to come forward on this matter..."

Nie Qixing didn't give him a chance to refuse: "You told me yesterday that it was inconvenient, and today it's hard to come forward. For the royal family, suppressing the news is just a small matter, right? You won't even want to look for it. Give me?"

John was immediately speechless and said a little awkwardly: "It's not that I don't want to give Mr. Nie face, it's just..."

"Mr. John, you don't know my last name, do you?" Nie Qixing reminded him gloomily.

John swallowed back what he said in mid-sentence, and could only say awkwardly: "I'll try."

Nie Qixing then thanked him politely and politely as if nothing had happened: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

John couldn't smile for a long time. Since he was on the phone anyway, he didn't force himself to smile. He could only say in a non-smiling tone: "It's okay. This is what I should do."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The royal butler came in just in time to deliver documents to him. Seeing his frown, he put the documents on the mahogany table in surprise and asked him, "Sir, what's wrong?"

John was worried about Nie Qingru's power, so he had to put down the internal phone, raised his eyelids slightly and said to him: "Go find someone from the press office."

"Okay." The butler said nothing.

Soon John met the person in charge of royal news who rushed over.

The person who came was in a suit and leather boots, stood upright and said hello to him, and immediately asked why John called him here.

John didn't beat around the bush and told him directly about Nie Qixing and asked him, "Can you suppress this news?"

"This..." The royal family's spokesperson was a little embarrassed. He hesitated and told him the truth: "Actually, we tried to reduce the intensity of the news this morning. After all, this is not a good thing, but who would have thought that there was someone else behind this."

"who?"

John vaguely guessed who it was.

really.

The person in charge of Bai Pang told him his name: "Ji Lin."

John closed his eyes, loosened his hand on the table, and sat back on the leather chair: "It is indeed him."

They themselves are members of a hidden family.

Naturally, we know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.