When Qimeng saw the face on the mirror, she couldn't help crying.

"Ah, Qimeng, have your face been good?" The people were even more anxious when they saw Qimeng just crying there, but they didn't say it was OK or bad.

"You see." Qi Meng said as she put down her hands. Her face was now pure and whiter, and it seemed to be a little whiter than the previous one.

At the same time, Qi Meng was secretly happy in her heart. She was not disfigured and she could still have Mo Zhitao. She was so happy.

"Wow, Qi Meng is not disfigured." The people in the audience cheered. They didn't expect that Mo Zhitao was so powerful that he could cure Qi Meng.

The female reporter asked loudly: "Will this be fake?"

"Yes, let's take a look." Some people wanted to rush to the stage to see if Qi Meng's face was really okay.

Li Bin, who was guarding himself in the audience, found someone rushing over. He immediately waved his hand and with a "splash", two reporters who wanted to run up were beaten to his chair by Li Bin's palm blade.

"If anyone doesn't listen to the advice and wants to run up, I will break his leg next time." Li Bin said murderously. The other ten brothers from the Zhenhai Gang below were also looking at those who wanted to rush up.

They would not be polite because they were too polite before, and Qi Meng's face was splashed with sulfuric acid.

Some policemen also shouted: "We have told you about discipline just now, why don't you listen? Are you looking for death?"

The people shrank back in fear. Li Bin's attack was very heavy just now. Although he did not break the legs of the two people, Li Bin also seriously injured the other party.

"I, I want to sue you." The two reporters said angrily.

"Go and drag those two people out." Li Bin said viciously.

"Yes, Brother Bin." Two people from Zhenhai Gang rushed up, and they directly hit the two reporters' legs twice.

"Ah." Both reporters' legs were broken and they fainted from pain.

The other people in the venue couldn't help but open their eyes wide. The police stood there, but the police ignored it and let the two men break the reporter's legs and dragged them out.

Now the people at the venue understand what Li Bin meant just now. As long as he knocked the person out, he could drag him out normally. Who are these people, it is too powerful.

Two Zhenhai helped the brothers drag the two reporters to the door. They said to the police: "These two people may be pretending and do not listen to what we said just now. They insist on rushing to the stage. You can catch them and return to the Public Security Bureau for a slow interrogation."

"Yes, catch him back." The policeman outside also shouted angrily.

Because of Qimeng's accident, they were scolded by their superiors. The superiors said that if something happened again, they would automatically resign and get out of the police force.

So, sometimes they should not be too ruthless. They clearly explained to the people in the venue that something happened to Qimeng, and some people were thinking about doing things randomly, so they should give them some color.

When Li Bin saw the two reporters dragged them out, he said seriously: "Who else dares to do anything randomly? Next time, it will be as simple as breaking two legs. Maybe all limbs will be broken, or we will be beaten to death and will always lie on the ground."

"Hiss," some reporters gasped, secretly glad that they were not the one who rushed in front just now, otherwise they would be dead.

Journalists have always been used to being in front of others. They think that Shen Tao Pharmaceutical will not dare to do anything to them if they make some trouble.

But unexpectedly, the person got angry because of Qimeng's incident. When he saw someone else was messing around, he started to do it directly.

This time, the reporters sat there obediently and did not dare to move, but the female reporter raised her hand and asked, "I want to apply to go on stage to see Qi Meng's face, okay? I'll go up and see on behalf of them."

"Yes, we need someone to go and see it." Other reporters agreed.

This time, although the reporters expressed their opinions, no one dared to stand up and speak, let alone leave their seats.

Mo Zhitao nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that some people were just being humble and had to take serious measures to them before they knew what fear was.

"Okay, come up alone. Before you come up, take out all the instruments on you." Mo Zhitao nodded and said.

When the female reporter heard Mo Zhitao agree, she hurriedly took out her things and walked towards the stage.

Although Mo Zhitao agreed to the female reporter to go on stage to check the situation on Qi Meng's face, it does not mean that he was not wary of it.

After the female reporter came on stage, he kept staring at the female reporter, while his wrist was always on her. If the female reporter did anything, his deadly needle would be shot out and killed the female reporter.

When the female reporter was three meters away from Qimeng, Mo Zhitao stood on the side and said, "Okay, you can watch it from this distance."

"Okay." The female reporter looked at Qimeng's face carefully, and she found that Qimeng's face was really not a problem at all.

"Okay, you go down." Mo Zhitao said to the female reporter. This female reporter has been targeting Qi Meng, and he is afraid that what will happen again then.

When Li Bin saw Mo Zhitao ask the female reporter to go down, the person behind him immediately asked the female reporter to go down. If she doesn't listen, he will take action.

After the female reporter stepped down and returned to her seat, Mo Zhitao asked the two hosts to look at Qimeng's face again and then let the camera take a picture. All of this showed that Qimeng's face was fine.

"I want to ask, you seem to be very powerful. Could it be that you were deliberately looking for someone to act?" the female reporter in the audience suddenly asked.

Mo Zhitao sneered, "Hmph, I'm just afraid you will say this. Now please ask Miss Qimeng's two female bodyguards to come up. When they were outside just now, their hands and faces were splashed more."

With Mo Zhitao's scream, the two female bodyguards walked out of the backstage. Their current appearance made some reporters in the audience secretly surprised.

Although their hands and feet did not see bones, their skin was a bit terrible, and some flesh and blood were exposed, which was impossible to make a fake.

"Oh, I'm sorry for you." Mo Zhitao said to the two female bodyguards.

In order to block the mouths of others, Mo Zhitao deliberately did not help the two female bodyguards to treat them, but sealed their acupoints first, so that they were not in pain for the time being.

Because Mo Zhitao did not treat them immediately, their skin could not recover within two hours.

But they are bodyguards, so it doesn't matter if they recover their skin a day or two later, but Mo Zhitao feels guilty to them.

When the female bodyguard saw Mo Zhitao say this, they hurriedly said, "Mr. Mo, we are fine, thank you." Mo Zhitao had promised to cure their skin, and said that they would reward each of them with one million to show their gratitude to protect Qimeng without hesitation.

"Mr. Mo, why don't you save her?" the female reporter continued to ask.

"I have been treating Miss Qimeng just now, and I haven't had time to save them." Mo Zhitao said. "But now Miss Qimeng's face is well, and I can treat them."

After saying that, Mo Zhitao took out the bottle of ointment from his arms, "Come here, I'll apply it for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Mo." The female bodyguard walked towards Mo Zhitao.

"Mr. Mo, are your cosmetics like this kind of ointment?" the female reporter asked relentlessly.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "Of course it's impossible. Didn't I just say it? This is the essence. A bottle of such a ointment combined with other medicinal materials can make many bottles of cosmetics. This bottle can produce a batch of our goods, which is at least worth several million."

"Wow, several million." Some dealers shouted.

But some dealers saw the benefits of the ointment, "Mr. Mo, sell it to us, we will give it ten million."

"No, this is my business secret." Mo Zhitao shook his head and said. "I put this ointment in cosmetics. It is much better than the cosmetics you usually use. Women can become more and more beautiful."

Just now, Shen Hua said so much about praise for Shen Tao's cosmetics, but Mo Zhitao used facts to explain it. Now the dealers invited were all glowing their eyes. They decided that they must sign a cosmetics contract with Shen Tao Pharmaceutical.

This kind of cosmetics must have sold very well, and it was also used to illustrate the fact that Qi Meng's disfigurement incident. This is an ironic fact. Now the Internet and TV are live broadcasts, and many people are watching it. I guess the whole country knows this. This is a live advertisement.

If they hadn't watched the two female bodyguards just now, they had been disfigured, and they really thought this was a drama played by Shen Tao Pharmaceutical, it seemed like a coincidence.

Whether Shentao Pharmaceutical is popular or not, dealers believe that Shentao’s cosmetics are powerful. Even the face that has been splashed with sulfuric acid can be restored, let alone ordinary whitening.

"How much does this kind of cosmetics cost in the market?" someone asked.

Mo Zhitao didn't know how much Shen Tao's cosmetics would cost, so he turned his head to look at Shen Hua.

Shen Hua smiled knowingly and said, "Everyone, our Shentao cosmetics are divided into four series, namely Heaven, Earth, People, and, the higher the level in front, the higher the price. However, the more ingredients of that kind of ointment, you can buy it according to different needs."

Everyone nodded, and Shen Hua was right. Like the bottle of ointment that cost several million per bottle in Mo Zhitao's hand, if there is no scar on their faces, there is no need to spend so much money to buy it.

If you are whitening, you can buy and series. If you have some money, you can buy the series so that everyone can buy it according to their needs.

"Mr. Shen, we want to buy it." The reporters below shouted.

"Dr. Shen, let's talk about the cosmetics distribution contract." The dealers stood up and shouted. If it weren't for Li Bin and the others staring at him, they would have rushed up early in the morning to pull Shen Hua to negotiate the contract.

Mo Zhitao said to Qimeng: "Let's go inside first."

"Okay," Qi Meng nodded, she walked inside, and Mo Zhitao and the two female bodyguards also followed him to the backstage.
Chapter completed!