Chapter Eighty-Four: Men and Women Eat
Ding Ze clenched his fists angrily.
But now that the system is upgraded, no matter how much you scold it, it won't come out, so just click and wait until the upgrade is completed, and then answer the next questions.
No matter what, you can't lose!
Or delay time by answering irrelevant questions. Ding Ze made up his mind.
"Mr. Nadin," the female reporter asked.
Ding Ze slapped the female reporter with a straight face, "One person, one problem, don't earn, don't rob." ”
Then he picked a few more people, but fortunately they were all inconsequential questions, and Ding Ze naturally left them to answer without hesitation.
But there are also some strange questions, and they actually ask Ding Ze if he really likes men as rumored?
Ding Ze's violent temper naturally refuted on the spot.
Who knew that the next day, most newspapers and mobile phone news appeared with such headlines.
"The young master of the Ding family, the richest man in H, eats both men and women!"
"The mysterious rich second generation is actually bisexual!"
"Behind the door of the men's toilet, whether it is a moral degradation or a distortion of human nature, let's wait and see!"
Of course, that's an afterthought.
At this time, many reporters also asked, and it was over, and Ding Ze was also relieved.
But he rolled his eyes and looked at a male reporter in the crowd and frowned slightly.
He always felt a cold aura lock on him, making him uncomfortable.
And although the male reporter was also standing in the reporter's push, and he was also holding a microphone in his hand, he never asked a question and kept staring at him indifferently.
Even at the beginning, when Ding Ze appeared in the noise, he saw the male reporter looking at him without saying a word, he originally thought that he couldn't snatch his peers, and it seemed that he was wrong.
Maybe... Ding Ze squinted.
"Brother, I see that you want to stop talking, if you have anything you want to ask, ask boldly. After all, someone like me is so approachable, you have to cherish it!" Ding Ze waved at the male reporter and shouted.
The male reporter was also stunned, obviously not expecting Ding Ze to take the initiative to find him.
I saw him smile slightly, looking a little shy.
"I've only recently become a journalist, and I'm not very skilled, so I mainly learn from my seniors. He said modestly.
He looks like he is in his early twenties, he should have graduated from college, and he does have a sense of youth when he has just entered society.
Ding Ze snorted coldly.
For his words, I can only believe the first half, maybe not as a reporter recently, I'm afraid it's the first time to be a reporter.
What's more, whoever will send a newcomer to the scene for an interview is at most like the first female reporter's assistant, following her and shooting wherever she wants.
After all, the main thing in the journalist industry is to get ahead of the curve.
Ding Ze had already guessed in his heart, the corners of his mouth rose, and he smiled, "Oh? Then you can either learn from your predecessors." ”
He looked at the male reporter indifferently, as if there were some layers of aura colliding between the two, and the tension was tense!
Everyone looked at each other, no one expected that Ding Ze would collide with a newcomer reporter, even if there was no collision, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this had reached a point where it was on the verge of breaking out.
Everyone arranged for their deputies to keep an eye on this scene, lest a single detail be left behind.
"Mr. Ding said that, I really have a question for an interview. The male reporter smiled and handed the microphone forward.
"I don't know what happened to Mr. Ding who was taken away by Grandpa Wei Xun Fengwei yesterday and came out in the middle of the night, a few hours in between? What did he get? What did he say? I wonder if Mr. Ding can share it?" he said with a smile.
Everyone exploded in an instant.
For the journalist profession, there are many natural sources of gossip. With just one word of prestige, they can associate it with Twi University, let alone the word prestige Feng.
Almost everyone knows it!
The president of Twey University, his father, is even more powerful!
Although I don't know who the president of Twey University is, it is possible to open a university that is almost world-famous, how bad can the strength be?
Although up to now, the investigation has not been able to find out who the president of this Twiway University is, anyway, it must be a high-level national leader.
This senior management then contacts the top of the various other management departments.
For example, the top of the police, the top of the military, the top of the natural environment management, and so on. That's why I opened such a Twey University.
Some people also investigated from Wei Xunfeng, but the result was that he had no wife and no children, and in the end, it was not resolved.
There is still no one who wants to go to the president, after all, an old man, except for his head, is buried in the ground, how can he still have the ability to manage such an international university.
Ding Ze narrowed his eyes.
The news was almost blocked, and it was naturally impossible for Sister Ouyang Qian to say it, and as for Li Ming and the others, they would definitely save face and would not say it.
As for himself, let alone himself, before he had no strength, he planned to rot this matter.
Who else... Ding Ze frowned, and then a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
He is extremely fast, spits snake letters, and the most important thing is that half of his neck is gone, and he can recover!
It is Jingyang, Long Jingyang!
It's not right, it stands to reason that he went abroad since he was a child, and after returning to China, he also practiced the 12 zodiac exercises, and Wei Xunfeng would definitely not let him go easily.
After all, the zodiac involves the national level, and the ancestors and martyrs only retained these two exercises, "Loyal Dog" and "Powerful Cow".
And Jingyang should have cultivated three, and Wei Xunfeng would definitely torture and interrogate him.
Maybe now, he is still being tortured at the hands of Wei Xunfeng.
Jingyang is not either, who else... Ding Ze couldn't help but wonder.
Everyone looked at Ding Ze expectantly.
After all, if he can be taken away by Wei Xunfeng personally, he may be able to meet the legendary president of Twey University!
Ding Ze shook his head, did not answer, and asked the male reporter.
"Chenyang News, a newspaper that is not big or small, now has a branch in country M?" Ding Ze chuckled.
The male reporter frowned slightly and shook his head, "Our newspaper is only in China. ”
Ding Ze sighed lightly, and then asked, "Then you are from country M?"
He squinted at the male reporter, not only paying attention to his movements, but even his facial expressions and muscles.
He knew what this man was doing, and he knew it.
If you want to carry the crown, you must bear its weight.
The 12 zodiac signs are not only about the face of China, but even about life and death.
After all, as the only remaining immortal cultivation method in the world, it can be seen from the war of aggression against China many years ago.
No one knows what will happen when these 12 zodiac exercises are gathered together.
According to Xiong Er, the human body has a limit, and the size of this limit also represents how many exercises one can cultivate.
The 12 zodiac signs, the 12 books, the possibility is very small, but it does not mean that there is no such person in the world.
Once all of them are snatched away by foreign forces, once all of them are cultivated, it will be a catastrophe for Huaxia.
No one can afford to bet on it.
In his impression, Jingyang cultivates rabbits, snakes, and horses, which means that there are more exercises in a certain country, at least three or more.
I have two of them, and Humen has one, which is obviously at a disadvantage.
Fortunately, the dog and the cow were absorbed by the system, and even if they killed him, they would not be able to find him.
"Then you are not from country M, how can you have a high nose bridge unique to country M?" Ding Ze squinted and asked.
He's bombing this male reporter.
It seems that this male reporter looks the same as the Chinese people, but it is not excluded that the face mask, and the cold aura on his body is always there, and there is only one possibility for a reporter who has never seen him to show this kind of expression.
Their interests are involved.
But they didn't do anything, and the only thing that involved their interests was the zodiac.
Sure enough, the male reporter's face changed, and he hurriedly touched the bridge of his nose.
Then he was stunned, looked at Ding Ze gloomily, and handed the microphone forward in his hand, "Mr. Ding hasn't answered my question yet." ”