The village beauty and me!

"If you have something to say, just tell me." Chen Huan took another step forward, blocking everyone who tried to approach Zhao Yaru.

Although he was rather thin and not tall enough.

However, at this moment, Zhao Yaru, who was being shielded behind her, couldn't help but feel a unique sense of security.

"Is this what it feels like to be protected?"

"When this guy gets serious, he's actually quite manly," Zhao Yaru said, momentarily lost in thought.

Even in the face of such a harsh environment, I can't help but have wild thoughts.

I remembered the moment last night when Chen Huan almost broke through my defenses.

Her face flushed, her noodles felt hot, and she inexplicably smiled, pursing her lips.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Such a big company as Zhao's Group, how could they send thugs and hooligans to deal with the victim?" The woman, acting like a shrew, pointed at Chen Huan's nose and started cursing.

But that was all they dared to do; no one, including her, could take another half step forward.

Because I could feel the invisible pressure emanating from Chen Huan.

Although it's invisible and intangible, it still makes people feel uneasy and panicked.

Even when swearing, people try to keep a distance of at least one meter.

Chen Huan had no intention of arguing with that woman.

After a quick glance and finding no signs of allergies, I asked directly, "Where is this victim you're talking about?"

"Is it you, you shrew? You look so energetic, except for your bad breath, you seem to have no other problems."

Seeing Chen Huan use his usual sarcastic skills again, Zhao Yaru's mood became more and more relaxed.

At this point, they were ready to hand over everything to Chen Huan.

The woman opposite her shouted angrily again, "I'm asking you, what is your identity? Can you represent the Zhao Group?"

"If you're just a thug they hired to try and suppress us, I won't bother talking to you."

"See that machine over there? This is a live broadcast. Every move you make and every word you say is being watched by countless people in the live broadcast room."

  

"I don't believe you dare to lay a hand on me."

After saying that, it was as if he had hypnotized himself and gained a lot of courage, and then he quickly stepped forward.

They tried to bypass Chen Huan and turn their attention back to Zhao Yaru.

The purpose was obvious: to embarrass Zhao Yaru and prevent anyone else from taking the fall.

Chen Huan now realized that this shrew in front of him, though seemingly fierce, was actually quite shrewish.

The only option now is to follow her lead and keep her in check.

He immediately replied, "You asked about my identity? I am the chief pharmacist of the Zhao Group."

"I heard that someone here had an allergic reaction after using cosmetics from the Zhao Group, so I came here specifically to check the situation."

"Since you have chosen to bring this matter to the public eye, I will naturally give you a fair and satisfactory answer."

Sure enough, after hearing this, the woman once again focused her attention on Chen Huan.

However, the expression on his face was one of extreme mockery and disdain.

He sneered, "You, a chief pharmacist?"

"These days, you really have to choose your own status when you're out in the world. Why don't you just say you're the provincial governor?"

At this moment, Zhao Yaru said quietly, "You don't need to be sarcastic or question him, what he said is true."

"Everything he does today, every decision he makes, represents me and the Zhao Group."

"If you really want to resolve the issue, or if you want to cause trouble, produce your so-called evidence."

The woman pouted, "In the end, Chairman Zhao still has more authority when he speaks."

"Since we've already come this far, I'll naturally show you the evidence."

After saying that, he waved his hand behind him, just like a great general commanding a battle, his demeanor and manner were incredibly pretentious.

A young woman who had been standing timidly in the corner of the room immediately walked over slowly.

As she walked forward, she looked up and took off her coat.

In the middle of summer, most people wouldn't wear a long coat.

So Chen Huan had already noticed her from the very beginning.

When the young woman took off her coat and looked up to reveal her face, Chen Huan couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

Zhao Yaru, who was standing behind him, also glanced at it and felt a sudden dizziness.

Most of the exposed parts of the young woman's body were covered with yellow abscesses that looked like toad skin.

It looks terrifying, and I suddenly started feeling itchy all over.

"See? This is what happened because of your substandard products."

"This is my younger sister. She's only in her early twenties and just graduated from university. She could have found a good job, but now she can't even leave the house."

"People from the Zhao Group, take a look. Doesn't this count as evidence?"

"How do you plan to handle this matter?"

The woman standing to the side, who resembled a shrew, started yelling in a shrill voice.

The so-called media reporters who were invited had two opposing sides: one pointed his camera at the so-called victim, while the other desperately tried to find the right angle to photograph Zhao Yaru.

Although Zhao Yaru maintained a calm expression, she was in complete panic inside.

Now all we can do is continue to place all our hopes on Chen Huan.

Chen Huan stared intently at the young woman covered in pustules and asked, "Are you sure this has anything to do with cosmetics?"

"Isn't that obvious? The Zhao Group is one of the top conglomerates in Dongjiang City. Would we dare to frame someone here?" the woman next to her shouted, jumping up and down.

Then he simply picked up a set of beautifully packaged cosmetics from the table next to him.

"These cosmetics were bought from you. Now I'll give you a demonstration right here."

While speaking, he skillfully squeezed out some product and applied it directly to an area on the young woman's arm where there were relatively few pustules.

In less than ten seconds, the skin that had looked normal immediately turned red and then blistered.

Half a minute later, the yellow abscess looked exactly like the rest of the area.

"So, what do you have to say now?" The woman who led the disturbance spoke in an even sharper, more shrill voice.

At this moment, someone behind Zhao Yaru said, "You brought these cosmetics yourselves, there might be something wrong with them."

The woman remained calm and replied directly, "Then please find a qualified product yourselves, and we'll test it out on the spot."

Judging from her expression, she was clearly confident.

Just as Zhao Yaru's executives were about to comply, Chen Huan waved his hand, "No need?"

"Even if you bring a new product, it will still bubble."

Zhao Yaru swayed involuntarily, and sweat was already on her forehead.