Please Let Me Go

Chapter 145 Hardly Had One Wave Subsided When another Rose

Back in the office, Oscar made him a cup of coffee and put it on the table. He rubbed his temples and

went to the windowsill. Seeing the reporters still standing firmly at the gate, his mood rippled as if a

stone had been thrown into the river.

"Go to send them away."

Antonio took a sip of coffee and said to Oscar in a rather fidgety mood.

Oscar nodded. When he turned around and was about to leave, Antonio had a new requirement, "And,

I don't want to see myself in tomorrow's front page." After a pause, he turned around and looked at

Oscar, "Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Oscar nodded vigorously and rushed downstairs.

A moment later, the reporters downstairs gradually left. It could be seen that they were reluctant to

leave because they walked away step by step. Antonio took another sip of coffee. No one could tell

whether he was happy or angry from his expression at this moment.

He turned around and went back to his desk to concentrate on his work.

Seeing their being reluctant to leave, Oscar worried that they would gather here again after he'd just

gone back to the office, so he put on a serious expression whenever he saw someone turn around. The

reporters were nearly out of his sight.

A group of women came. They were dressed in colorful clothes with pieces of white cloth tied around

their heads and with their veils on. Two of them held a long banner, which read vaguely, "Give my

beauty back, the Baron Group."

They were shouting slogans, "Antonio Baron is a dishonest businessman! He sells goods of poor

quality with a high price! He ruined our face! Go to hell! We want justice!"

Oscar had a tic in his eyes. Those reporters always paid attention to everything around them. Hearing

Antonio's name, they rushed to the group of women with their cameramen hurriedly.

"Excuse me. Are you talking about Antonio Baron, the president of the Baron Group?"

A reporter "fought" a way out and became the first to rush to those women. Other reporters behind her

followed him closely.

At this moment, Oscar also ran to the sidewalk. Those women had no reaction when the reporters

asked them questions and took pictures or videoed them, but they didn't stop them from doing so. The

reporters followed those women and the cameramen kept working.

When they arrived at the gate, those women lifted their veils. There were a lot of acnes or red rashes

on their faces. There was even smelly fluid on some faces. If observed carefully, it could be found that

it had been black.

"Antonio Baron was a dishonest businessman without conscience! The skin care products we bought

with so much money ruined our faces! Friends, curse him!"

"Antonio Baron was a dishonest businessman! Doing such a thing, your whole family would die!"

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The words they used was becoming more and more vicious. A reporter probably found the problem

from what they said and became very excited, urging the photographer to take pictures of their faces,

especially close-ups.

"Hello, excuse me..."

The reporter who asked the question just now handed the microphone to the woman holding the

banner in the first row. Before she finished her words, those women were extremely overjoyed as if

they had seen the savior, "Are you a reporter? Are you reporters? I tell you, our faces were ruined only

after we used the skin care products of the Baron Group!"

After that, another woman took out her mobile. Afraid that the reporter would not believe what she said,

she showed the photographer her photo that had not been tempered with and complained tearfully, "In

the past, the skin of my face was white was delicate, but women all want it to be whiter and more

delicate. There have been a lot of red rashes itching a lot on my face since I used the skin care

products of the Baron Group."

Other reporters and photographers also gathered around to take pictures and videoed those women.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Oscar rushed back to Antonio's office in a hurry.

"What's wrong again?" Antonio couldn't help but frowned at seeing his anxious expression.

"Mr. Antonio, I have something terrible to tell you! There are a group of women downstairs holding

banners claiming that the skin care products of our company have ruined their faces and asking us to

compensate them for their losses."

Antonio stood up, went to the window and took a look.

Seven or eight women downstairs were holding a red banner, their mouths opening and closing. He

could guess what they were saying from their facial expressions.

And a group of reporters took pictures or videoed them again and again as if they had discovered a

piece of big news.

Adam's apple bobbed in Antonio's throat. His face darkened a little.

"Follow me downstairs." Antonio stopped looking at there and walked downstairs.

When Antonio was there, some employees also appeared there, who were looking at those women

with puzzled expressions.

Some of those women's face were indeed red and swollen, and some women had many black patches

on their face. However, they did not believe it at all that their faces were like this only after they used

the cosmetics of the Baron Group.

But it was impossible for them to rush there and shout some words like "they are lying" when these

women were surrounded by a horde of reporters.

They all blushed out of anger, but couldn't do anything but stare at them.

"Rubbish the Baron Group! It claims that they produce products of high quality, but their products end

up ruining my face like this!" Their voices became louder and louder and were heard by the employees.

"That's the case! I had a white face two months ago, but now, look, look, look!" A woman shouted

loudly, pointing to her face.

She didn't have any patch on her face, but the skin of her face was black. But the point was that the

skin of her neck and arms was no whiter than that of her face.

"The Baron Group ruined my face! It must compensate us for our losses! Otherwise, we'll sue it!" Her

voice became louder again, with anger and threats in her voice.

A young female employee of the Baron Group finally couldn't refrain from arguing.

"I have been using the skin care products of the Baron Group and my face is not ruined like you do."

She walked slowly to the front of these women. As it was very chaotic here, she also had to raise her

voice.

As she said, she specially opened the backpack she carried with her, inside which were several skin

care products produced by the Baron Group.

"You speak for the Baron Group because you work here. Who knows if you use it every day? You are in

such a hurry to defend the Baron Group. Do you want to take advantage of this opportunity to perform

so that you can gain promotion in the future?" the woman with a slightly black skin did not hesitate to

counter-attack.

"I didn't. I'm telling the truth!"

"Oh, then I'll ask you, why should I have trouble with the Baron Group if my skin didn't turn black

because of its products? Besides, I'm not the only person who have a problem after using the products.

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the Baron Group."

"Are we all lying?" she pulled one of the women and pointed to her face while talking, "In fact, my skin

is not in a serious state. Look at her. She's got a skin disease because she used the skin care products

of the Baron Group!"

The female employee looked at the woman she pointed to and was startled. There were many tiny red

spots on her face. She couldn't help covering her mouth and didn't know what to say.