Trevor flipped through the pages, his lips curling into a slight smile, "This one’s not bad." He handed the tablet to Simon, "Isn’t that right?"
It seed like he found sothing satisfying to share.
Simon rubbed his forehead and took a deep breath, reminding, "Boss, it’s the first ti you’ve hit the entertainnt headlines, and you’re this calm? It’s the entertainnt section!"
"So what about the entertainnt section?"
"Reporters have no boundaries; they’ll write anything for views!" Simon said, "You need to make a statent, you can’t just let this develop unchecked."
Trevor was still basking in the joy of a successful courtship, probably because he hadn’t seen any negative comnts yet?
So his expression wasn’t unpleasant, still observing his news with the mindset of an onlooker.
"Boss, the entire internet is digging up Miss Mu’s information now, and they’ve already found quite a bit." Simon cautiously reminded, "Aren’t you going to manage this?"
"Who said I’m not?" Trevor happened upon it too; he was highly interested in this!
Elentary school, middle school, high school incidents about his future wife were more or less dug up... The power of netizens is truly formidable!
Instantly, Trevor’s interest grew, these netizens really accelerated his understanding of his future wife.
But at the sa ti, Trevor knew this wasn’t entirely a good thing, because the internet is a double-edged sword.
Simon reminded again, "Boss, the financial interview is in half an hour, should you start getting ready?" then held out his hand, "Can I have the tablet back?"
Trevor glanced casually and handed the tablet to him, "Go and communicate with the reporters, allocate ten minutes today to answer so personal questions."
The boss’s intention was already clear enough.
Simon was surprised, but then nodded, "Alright." This was unprecedented.
Trevor knew that the entire internet was digging into Janelle, and to attract views, they might exaggerate and write so dirt, and no one is perfect; if they did dig up sothing and blew it up online, it would also be quite normal.
As a man, Trevor felt the need to protect her.
The interview soon started, and Trevor appeared under the spotlight in a suit, with about ten significant industry reporters seated on the sofa in front of him.
Everyone had passes hanging from their chests, holding microphones in one hand and interview notes in the other.
This mont had been booked and anticipated for half a year.
In the curved sofa, Trevor was calm and intelligent, his tie perfectly knotted, always giving off an air of having weathered many storms.
Since Trevor took over The Dalton Group, the company has made remarkable achievents.
And regarding the company’s direction and plans for next year, the reporters had long prepared their outlines.
Questions ca one after another——
"Mr. Trevino, will your company still focus on real estate next year? Any specific plans? How many developnts will there be? Riverside or mountain-side?"
"Yeah, Mr. Trevino, will the new developnts next year have advantages over those launched this year in terms of design?"
Trevor listened patiently to everyone’s inquiries, his expression gentle, organizing the questions, and then answered sincerely——
"All of this year’s developnts are sold out, and we have gathered so excellent suggestions from the property owners, compiled a sheet; based on our professional team’s analysis and consideration, next year’s developnts will be even better."
"All aspects will be greatly enhanced. Our developnts have no issues in unit design, they’re still very good, and the site selection was truly a ticulous process, just that..." He deliberately trailed off, maintaining a gentle expression.
"Just what?"
The reporters were particularly intrigued, all eyes were on him, eagerly anticipating his next words.
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