When Zheng Hengzhao called the staff to help him out of the room, he didn't think that there would be reporters in the hall.

Whispering to comfort Ji Mo, who was panting quickly and his face flushed, Zheng Hengzhao signaled the staff to slow down appropriately, and at the same time cast his eyes far away at the B venue opposite, trying to find Shen Zun's figure.

But it was precisely this glance he looked at that was caught by a photographer standing at the door of venue B. After looking at each other for a moment, Zheng Hengzhao almost reflexively withdrew his gaze, and he secretly said that it was not good in his heart at the moment.

Being recognized by a person carrying a camera is not something to be happy about. What's more, the weirdness of his and Zimmer's current posture can be perceived by outsiders, let alone the media who have always eaten by their noses.

"Let's go, let's go! We have to hurry!" Since there is a camera outside the door, there must be a reporter inside! It seems that Shengge has met the interview! Almost instantly, he judged the situation, Zheng Hengzhao frowned, and hurriedly shouted to the staff on the other side. Pulling Zimmer's arm on his shoulder tighter, Zheng Hengzhao just wanted to speed up his pace as much as possible, when he heard the camera over there suddenly shouting something excitedly into the venue-

"Oops! Mr. Zheng, it's too late! Those reporters seem to be coming around......" The staff standing on Zimmer's left looked at the group of reporters in the distance who were rushing towards them in an instant, and before the words fell, they were firmly surrounded by the crowd of people carrying □□ short cannons.

"Mr. Zheng, may I ask why you are here, and what is the relationship between the man behind you and you?!"

"What happened just now?!, why did you rush this man through the hall with such a look of urgency?"

"Can you please show the face of this person behind you? Is it understandable that you value him so much that he has an unusual relationship with you?!"

Firmly surrounded by the reporters who swarmed up, Zheng Hengzhao could clearly feel that Ji Mo, who was hiding behind him, was trembling more and more obviously. I felt that the corner of my clothes was tightly grasped by the person behind me, and the person's irrepressible cough suddenly sounded in my ears. Zheng Hengzhao frowned, looking at the media in front of him anxiously. The intense flash almost dazzled his eyes, and pressed down the microphone in front of him that was about to poke his nose, Zheng Hengzhao tried to suppress his emotions, calmly and calmly looked at the many reporters in front of him and said lightly,

"Behind me was an artist from SG who came here to record an announcement, just in time to be unwell. He is now feeling breathless, I must take him to the hospital as soon as possible, please be considerate of all media friends, let us go out as soon as possible, so as not to delay the diagnosis and treatment of his condition. ”

Standing on the standpoint of public relations, Zheng Hengzhao's words can be said to be leaky, neither humble nor arrogant. Surprisingly, the reporters in front of them obviously didn't intend to just let go of the news at hand. In order to capture the big fish of SG President alive, they did not hesitate to give up their previous gossip questions about Gu Shengge. If he was sent back like this in a few words, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

coincidentally made up their minds in their hearts, and after listening to Zheng Hengzhao's words just now, the reporters who surrounded the three of them not only did not get out of the way, but instead probed more intensely-

"Mr. Zheng, can you reveal who the artist behind you is, and why is it worth your personal escort?!"

"Your attitude towards this artist seems to be very special, is it a romantic relationship?!"

"Look at the figure, the artist behind you is undoubtedly a man!It is said that the number of male artists has always exceeded that of female artists since the establishment of SG, so please ask if your sexual orientation is ......?"

"That's enough!" he listened to Zimmer's increasingly violent coughing behind him, and his brain hurt from the fly-like staring reporters and the continuous flashing lights. Zheng Hengzhao, who has been kind to the media since the establishment of SG, blackened his face in front of the camera for the first time and couldn't help shouting.

"I'll repeat it again, please listen well," Zheng Hengzhao frowned coldly over the reporter in front of him, and there was no trace of a smile in his dark eyes, "Please put away those unreasonable speculations, my SG is far from being as dirty as you imagined." ”

Ji Mo, who was trembling behind him, pulled him a little closer, Zheng Hengzhao had a cold face, raised his eyebrows and stared at the reporter in front of him,

"I've said it before, this artist behind me is now, no, comfortable, and obedient. If you insist on continuing to contain it like this......"

Raising his eyes with a smile, Zheng Hengzhao looked at the motionless reporter in front of him, and slowly provoked a smile.

"Then as you wish, medical expenses, misdiagnosis expenses, mental damages, oh, and damages for defamation—"

As if he didn't see the faces of the reporters in front of him who changed color instantly, the curvature of Zheng Hengzhao's lips became higher and higher.

"At that time, SG will find all the above expenses and recover them one by one. In the name of SG President, I assure you that it will not be me who will have a headache by then. ”

In view of the media who knew Zheng Hengzhao's ability and mind, none of the reporters present dared to doubt the truth of Zheng Hengzhao's words. It only takes a look at SG and Gu Shengge, who have sprung up, to see how many wrists the young man in front of him has. Those of them who run the news pay attention to coming and going often, and the water flows for a long time. If you push this president to be anxious this time, you will offend all the artists of SG in one fell swoop, not to mention, if you are not careful, you may even lead the fire to their nest. Such a loss-making deal is really a bit unworthy.

Seeing that the reporters in front of them gradually figured out the joints, they invariably put down the machine in their hands. Zheng Hengzhao breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, but nothing was revealed on his face. Quietly casting his eyes on the door of the hall, he seemed to catch a glimpse of Shen Zun's figure at the moment when he had just confronted the reporter.

Unsurprisingly, he found Shen Zun, who was standing not far away and signaling to him, Zheng Hengzhao nodded to him almost imperceptibly, and prepared to protect Ji Mo behind him to squeeze out of the crowd. Although the reporters next to him compromised and turned off the machine under the seemingly unwarranted threat of Zheng Hengzhao, their innate professional habits still made them unable to give up.

Seeing Zheng Hengzhao cover the person behind him with his coat, the reporters sighed with regret. Some reluctantly made way for the three of them. Who knew that at the moment when Zheng Hengzhao was escorting Zimmer behind him through the crowd, a thief-minded reporter suddenly stepped forward and vigorously ripped off the coat on Zimmer's head. Suddenly, a large area of light flashed into front of him, and it was abruptly accompanied by a flash of light, Zimmer couldn't help feeling dizzy for a while, and his body shook at that time, and he almost fell to the ground.

Ignoring the reporters around him who were quickly carrying the machine, Zheng Hengzhao rushed over and caught Ji Mo, and motioned to the staff next to him, who were almost stupid, to pick up Ji Mo and run out of the door. Seeing that the staff member panicked under the frantically flashing flashing lights, he looked at him in a daze. Zheng Hengzhao scolded secretly, and at the critical moment, he could only squat down by himself, threw Ji Mo on his back, and strode in the direction of Shen Zun with him on his back.

At this time, there were still a small number of fans who were reluctant to leave in the venue, and the moment they saw Zheng Hengzhao carrying Ji Mo, the girls who had been standing around and secretly observing the progress couldn't help but let out a scream. The reporters behind him were still chasing and taking pictures frantically, but Zheng Hengzhao was carrying Zimmer behind his back, obviously not caring so much. gasping and running to Shen Zun's nanny car parked at the door, he helped Ji Mo into the car with neat movements. Zheng Hengzhao closed the door from outside the car, signaled Shen Zun to hurry to the hospital, and stayed to deal with the reporters.

Watching the nanny car go away and being surrounded by bustling reporters again, Zheng Hengzhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his head sideways to try to calm his breathing. His eyes inadvertently skimmed over the carved stone pillars facing the gate in the venue, and Zheng Hengzhao suddenly froze in place.

The two people next to the stone pillar had been surrounded by the fans who had just stood on the sidelines watching the battle, and Zheng Hengzhao calmed the ups and downs of his chest and looked at the person silently from a distance.

He seemed to have lost some weight. couldn't help frowning, Zheng Hengzhao looked at Gu Shengge in the distance, reluctant to look away for a second. In the next second, the dense microphones blocked his vision, and the various questions that had been filling his ears frantically drowned him in it-

Gu Shengge looked at the person who was drowned by reporters in the distance, and his eyes darkened silently.

There were fans around him who kept coming over to ask for a group photo, and he was squeezed into the crowd, and for a moment, he was inexplicably in a trance.

Gu Shengge didn't know what was wrong with him.

He only knew that when he stood here, watching Zheng Hengzhao block in front of that person, carrying that person and running out of the door without distraction, for a moment, Gu Shengge was a little suspicious, maybe he himself was the one who couldn't breathe.

Turning his head in a trance under Tai Wei's movements, Gu Shengge realized that Tai Wei next to him was tugging at the corner of his clothes, motioning him to look at the camera.

Turning sideways with Tai Wei, Gu Shengge looked at the camera in the distance, and his lips subconsciously pulled out a trance arc.

It doesn't matter anymore, none of this matters anymore.

Lowering his eyes quietly, Gu Shengge tried to raise the corners of his lips.

All his previous questions, all his suspicions, all his concerns, seemed to have been answered most perfectly in that moment just now.

Zheng Hengzhao found the man.

Unconsciously clenched his fingers, Gu Shengge silently reddened the corners of his eyes under the camera.

With a faint smile on his lips, he tried to bend the moist corners of his eyes and smile at the flash in front of him.

Nothing, just parting.

He has a soul that has experienced rebirth, he is an old man who sees through the warmth and cold, and he is Gu Shengge who will never fall.

Zheng Hengzhao has found a choice that belongs to him, and he should bless him......

"Shengge, why are you ?......" looked at Gu Shengge beside him in shock, Tai Wei lowered her voice, avoiding the focused eyes of fans, and blocked Gu Shengge's face in the shadows by talking to her,

“…… Why are you crying?"

Touching his cheeks in hindsight, Gu Shengge felt the wetness of his fingertips, and lowered his eyebrows in a daze.

He didn't think about it.

Losing Zheng Hengzhao is far more uncomfortable than he imagined- 166 Reading Network