Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 920: Let the Whole World Know About Your Disgusting Relationship (Part 18)
The microphone pointed at Ji Mingyue, who was seated at the center, smiling in the face of the reporters’ flashlights.
Ji Chicheng sat to her left, crossing his legs, his hands clasped on his lap, leaning back in his chair, his head slightly tilted.
Languid and casual, calm and composed.
A stark contrast to the slightly nervous Ji Mingyue beside him.
More people were still entering, including media and senior executives with influence in J.C.
"Ming Yue, it’s almost time."
An old man a few seats away quietly reminded Ji Mingyue.
This press conference was convened by Ji Chicheng in the name of Ji Mingyue; otherwise, these shareholders with somewhat feudal mindsets wouldn’t have come.
Because, in their eyes, Ji Chicheng was the unfilial son who stole his nephew’s wife and angered his father to death, a heinous demon.
Therefore, they only discussed matters with Ji Mingyue.
Ji Mingyue glanced at her wristwatch; it was less than two minutes to nine o’clock, the time set for the conference to start promptly.
Feeling a bit nervous, she exhaled, then lifted her head, smiling towards the flashlights.
She wore light makeup to enhance her aura and authority, with a makeup artist applying deep red lipstick for a more commanding presence.
Her long hair draped over her shoulders, paired with a black and white color-blocked blazer, making her look very professional.
"Thank you all..."
Easing her nerves, Ji Mingyue began to speak, but the microphone was a little distant, not amplifying her voice sufficiently through the speakers.
Just as she reached to move the microphone closer, a hand unexpectedly appeared from behind, bringing the microphone nearer to her.
It was Wu Qingsong, whom Ji Chicheng arranged to sit behind her.
"Thank you," Ji Mingyue looked up, expressing her gratitude to Wu Qingsong.
Wu Qingsong smiled at her warmly, sincerely, offering encouragement that reassured Ji Mingyue.
She took a deep breath, pressed her lips tightly, then turned again, speaking into the microphone loudly, "Thank you to all the media and board members for attending this press conference."
As Ji Mingyue began speaking, the shutter speed from reporters hastened, initially filling the room with a ’click-click-click’ sound.
Immediately, the reporters eagerly started asking questions.
"Does your company have important announcements to make at this sudden press conference?"
"Why is J.C’s president Ji Jingfeng not seen here?"
"Will he be attending this press conference?"
"Is it true that Yue Sen, Charles from ColourWorld of country Y, has become one of J.C’s major shareholders?"
"..."
As questions continued.
When the issue of Charles and J.C’s shares was raised, Ji Chicheng and Ji Mingyue on stage both turned cold-faced.
A deep-seated hatred flashed through Ji Mingyue’s eyes as she straightened up, giving a cold snort into the microphone, "Hmph, we at J.C will certainly fight against those illegal entities seeking to gain benefits at J.C through improper means, and an expatriate will never become our shareholder."
She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment.
Another reporter posed a question.
"Is Ji Jingfeng not attending the press conference today due to the severe injuries from being hit at Hai Ruixin’s chairman’s celebration banquet yesterday?"
Ji Mingyue responded calmly, "He does not need to attend today’s press conference."
