Chapter 192

The press conference was held in the hall on the first floor of the Hiyama Revitalization Bureau. The reporters attended the conference came from major media across Japan, including TV stations, radio stations, newspapers and magazines. Of course, some were from overseas media.

Miyashita Kita also did not attend this press conference. It was mainly because his identity determined that he was not suitable for appearing in such occasions. However, because of the arrangements in advance, Aoi Shinta was arranged in the center of the third row of the press seat.

This is the first time that Aoi Shinda attended a press conference of this magnitude. She said that on the two seats beside her, the one on the left is Hiroshi Izumida from Asahi Shimbun, a big-name reporter, who has his column in the Asahi Shimbun newspaper.

The one on the right is Ozawajiri from the Daily News newspaper, who is also a big-name reporter and has columns in newspapers of all sizes.

Similarly, someone from the Yomiuri Shimbun newspaper has come here. She is always coquettish and never takes a newcomer like Aoi like Shinta. This old woman in her thirties should not be underestimated. It is said that her background is very complicated and seems to have a strange relationship with many political leaders.

As for Aoi Shinta, she is not only a newcomer, but also doesn't have a pass, nor does she have a certificate representing her own newspaper. The camera on her neck and the black skirt on her body are all authentic bargains. The black stockings wrapped around her thighs have two places to open the line.

Today, she had been mingling with Miyashita Kita all day long, and Aoi Shinda didn't feel anything. Even when she attended the symposium before, she didn't notice anything wrong with others' eyes looking at her.

But now, from the moment I entered this hall, Xintian Aoi noticed the strangeness of other people's eyes. She felt that when others looked at her, she was like looking at a monkey who broke into a grand dance. There was exploration, curiosity, greed, and disdain in her eyes. However, Xintian Aoi only felt disdain because she was most familiar with this kind of gaze.

Sitting in his seat, Shintian Aoi held her breath and was breathing her anger: After today, everything will change. Everyone present knows their names, and they will never be regarded as a monkey by others, or a reporter who is not a scandal tabloid.

Ozawajiri, who was sitting beside her, was a hypocritical pervert. Aoi Shinta could feel the other person staring at her thighs. Her gaze was so hot that she seemed to want to pull out her stockings and get into her flesh.

If it were put in the past, Xintiankui would not be sure to refuse and would like to go up. Anyway, that kind of thing would not cause her to lose a piece of meat. Just think of it as an injection. Some people's endurance may be faster than an injection.

However, from today on, everything is different. He has a better buyer. As for a product like Ozawajiri, he can only enjoy the eye-catching pleasure at most. Maybe when he meets again next time, he will not even have the courage to enjoy the eye-catching pleasure.

The representatives of the Central Disaster Prevention Committee who attended the press conference began to enter the venue. There were five seats on the rostrum, and the one sitting in the center was Masazen, who had previously led Aoi Shinda to meet.

When the five representatives took their seats and announced the start of the press conference, Aoi Shintian felt her blood surge. She was so excited that she felt a little confused. She began to recall what were the three questions she had determined before?

Don't forget!

The first process of the press conference was to introduce the disaster situation on Okurijima Island by delegates from the Hiyama Revitalization Bureau. Then, the current emergency rescue and disaster relief situation was introduced. Then, Masaen Toyoto introduced the series of disaster relief measures that the Central Disaster Prevention Conference will take, as well as the post-disaster reconstruction plan.

Aoi Shinta tried hard to force herself to listen carefully. Although she already knew the situation introduced in these processes, the purpose of listening was not to remember something, but to calm down her emotions.

However, she obviously failed to do this, and she was thinking about the final questioning session

It felt like it had been like ten thousand years. The reporter asked questions finally arrived. The court was sitting in the middle of the rostrum, smiling and announcing that the reporters in the audience could ask questions and he gave limited answers.

At this moment, Xintian Kui felt a bang in her mind, and it was all blank, because she found that Dating Zhengcheng's eyes were not looking at him, he was looking at the right side of the press conference seat.

He didn't look at himself... he didn't look at himself!

This idea was all in Xintiankui's mind, so that others raised their hands, but she was still stunned.

At this moment, Dating Zhengcheng's eyes suddenly turned around again. Xintian Kui finally realized that she wanted to raise her hand, but her body was disobedient. She stood up directly.

There are so many reporters sitting in the audience, and she stands up so straightforwardly, looking extremely abrupt.

Dating Zhengcheng seemed to be stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: Please ask this lady.

Hello, I am Aoi Shinta!

Without saying which newspaper she belonged to, Xintian Kui said her name directly. That is, the moment she said her name, her original uneasiness and unsafety in her heart were wiped out, and her muddy mind became clear in an instant.

This opening remark is not in line with the rules. She should first say the newspaper's name and then mention her own name. But now, Xintian Aoi doesn't care about those things at all. It would be nice if she could remember the questions she wanted to ask.

The first question raised by Aoi Shinda is very sharp, pointing directly to the problem of the disaster prevention and early warning system of Okurijima. Why did places like Okurijima not build a safe enough moisture dam in the past so long?

Of course, such a sharp question was discussed before. Even if she doesn't mention it, someone will raise it. It's just that whoever is on his turn will be lucky.

Masato Seiya's answer was also arranged long ago. At the previous symposium, the main responsible party was determined to be the Hiyama Revitalization Bureau. Of course, the Hiyama Revitalization Bureau will not assume all the responsibilities. They will put the responsibility on the public opinion. After all, the residents of Okujiri Island do not want the construction of the moisture barrier to affect the tourism industry on the island.

How to shirk responsibility is an art, and the Central Disaster Prevention Conference has already perfected the practice of this art

Dating Zhengcheng quickly answered this seemingly sharp question, and the whole process was calm and calm. Then, he announced that he would enter the next question.

Xintian Aoi didn't even sit down, and just stood up and raised her hand again

Asked Ms. Shinta to ask a question, sure enough, Dating said bluntly

As he called, buzzing talk sounded in the press room below the audience. At the same time, Xintian Kui felt countless gazes gathered on her. She knew that none of the people present was a fool. She called her two questions in a row to ask questions. Everyone should know that she was not a monkey or a native girl from the countryside.

She believed even more that when Dating was the third time she ordered her, even the cheap goods could not stop the dazzling light on her body.

These so-called big-name journalists must have a meeting to discuss their background and think that they have just joined a powerful figure. They will say something bad behind their backs, and even imagine that they are moaning under a stupid and fat man like a pig, but so what?

At best, they can only discuss and imagine, but they do not get any benefits. Moreover, when they are in front of themselves, their so-called seniors must take the most humble and humble attitude.

This is nothing more than that. People always have to sell them. If they don’t sell their bodies, they have to sell dignity. If they don’t sell them, they have to sell them to that person. The only difference is the price.

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I was confused and didn't know how long I had slept. When I was pushed to death, Kita Miyashita's mind was still a little confused.

Opening your eyes, the light in front of you was a little dim. Turning your head to see that the curtains were not pulled up, but the sky outside the window had already darkened. I raised my hand to look at the watch. It was already past six o'clock.

Turning over and sitting up from the bed, looking at the edge of the bed, I saw a tall woman wearing a black short skirt, standing by the bed. Because of the light, she couldn't see the other person's appearance, but Kita Miyashita knew who this was

Miyashita Kita yawned and asked: Is the press conference going well?

It went smoothly. Aoi Shinda threw the camera and bag in her hand on the bed, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, and said, I asked 3 questions, just like the one I arranged before, well, I also received 47 business cards, including the reporter from Fujii Mi, our newspaper. Ha, she actually called me Miss Shinda. Do you know, she used to call me "that person"

Haha, Miyashita Kita smiled. He turned his body slightly and looked at the woman beside him. With the lights casting in from the window, he actually noticed that the woman's cheek was flashing.

Why are you crying? He sneered and asked Miyashita Kita, can I understand that this is the joy of success?

Aoi Shinda didn't say anything. She slid down from the edge of the bed, knelt on her knees, crawled on Miyako's thighs, and lay quietly for a while, looking for about ten seconds. Then she sat up straight, shook the long hair behind her head and said with a smile: OK, Miyako, I am yours, as long as you can continue to help me like this, everything I have is yours.

Miyashita Nishita stretched out his hand with a smile, rubbed it gently on her face with his hands, and said: This is a wise choice, believe me, you won't regret it.