Si Liheng's panic was quickly soothed by Yi Xiuqing.

In response to the core issue of Genesis Media, Yi Xiuqing and Si Liheng had a 6-hour conversation.

Yi Xiuqing did not hide the reality of Genesis Media to Si Liheng. In fact, even if Yi Xiuqing didn't say it, Si Liheng would probably see seventy or eighty percent, but he didn't expect Yi Xiuqing to abdicate so soon to make way for Xian, and the successor was still insignificant.

Yi Xiuqing quietly stared at the man with an extraordinary temperament in front of her, and her eyes replaced the fierceness of the helmsman, full of motherly tenderness.

"Liheng, if you are a woman and you are still alone at my age, you will understand what my heart desires the most. ”

A trace of sadness flashed in Si Liheng's eyes, and he quickly changed to an indomitable perseverance, and nodded heavily at Yi Xiuqing.

The inauguration ceremony of the new president of Transvision Media will soon be held at the most luxurious hotel in Wangning, the venue of the association's last annual meeting.

Before, Yi Xiuqing originally wanted to make good things come in pairs and hold the ceremony together with the annual meeting of the National Media Association, but later because her own place had not been arranged, and it seemed inappropriate to mix the affairs of personal enterprises and associations, she finally postponed the arrangement.

In order to open the name and accumulate contacts for the new president Si Liheng, and also to make a high-standard publicity for the new brand core of Transvision, Yi Xiuqing not only invited Wangning's dignitaries and nobles, but also the heads of leading enterprises in the industry, and Zhuo Jiali of Zhenzhong Media naturally appeared on the invitation list.

This time, because the protagonist is Transvision Media, only Zhuo Jiali, president of Zhenzhong, was invited.

Zhuo Jiali wanted to go by herself, but Shang Qingyuan learned the lessons of the last annual meeting, and at the same time wanted to take the opportunity to go back to the scene to find clues, so he cheekily pulled Cen Shaonan to accompany Zhuo Jiali to attend the event.

Along the way, Zhuo Jiali looked at Cen Shaonan beside her, half grateful and half puzzled.

I am grateful that last time he stood up to defend himself and the elders of the Cen family, and if he traces back to the source, Cen Shaonan has helped him at least three or four times, and this revolutionary friendship is really touching to him.

What is puzzled is that such an activity is something that Cen Shaonan can't do, and he was most disgusted with these entertainment things in the past, why did he have to follow this time?

Zhuo Jiali looked suspiciously at Shang Qingyuan who was driving in front of him, Shang Qingyuan sensed the compelling gaze from the back row, he secretly looked in the rearview mirror, facing Zhuo Jiali's strange eyes, and suddenly desperately withdrew his gaze, pretending to look at the road ahead, and his head swayed.

Cen Shaonan also felt the cramped atmosphere in the car, and quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, so as not to be asked embarrassing questions by Zhuo Jiali and not knowing how to answer.

Zhuo Jiali looked at the strange reactions of the two of them, obviously she didn't want to contact herself, and she couldn't help but feel angry in her heart - if you don't want to come, you can not come, and you don't owe them, why do you have to rely on yourself!

After thinking about it, Zhuo Jiali simply pinned her head to the other side, looked at the trees speeding by outside the window, and tried to be the air for the two people in the car.

This extremely awkward journey came to an abrupt end after arriving at the venue hotel.

Zhuo Jiali rushed out of the car, took her luggage in the trunk of the car, and rushed to the front desk to get the room card and go upstairs to rest.

Cen Shaonan didn't expect Zhuo Jiali to have such a heavy temper for no reason, and really regarded the two of them as nothing, so she reluctantly stayed in the car and accompanied Shang Qingyuan to the parking lot to park the car before going to the lobby to deal with housing matters.

The inauguration ceremony will be held in the evening, Zhuo Jiali arrived at the hotel when it was only noon, she didn't have the heart to eat with Shang Qingyuan, so she called the room service herself, and the general would eat something, close her eyes a little, and get up to dress up and prepare for tonight's event.

Yi Xiuqing is a woman who does not follow the conventional path, and the design of this ceremony has also done some tricks.

All the guests were randomly given a half-face mask before entering the venue, making it look like a masked masquerade ball.

In Yi Xiuqing's heart, this should be the last public appearance in her career, and then she will retire from the rivers and lakes, in order to let this "rivers and lakes" spread more of her mystery and mystery, wearing a mask is a good gimmick.

Tonight, Zhuo Jiali, who wore a black gold fishtail dress, was also coincidentally assigned a black and gold goddess mask, although only her eyes and mouth were exposed, no matter from which angle, she could be attracted by her gorgeous makeup, graceful figure and charming temperament.

After more than a year of being cultivated in the president's workplace, she is no longer a stubborn but still immature young staff member back then, and the aura of domineering and self-confidence has naturally lingered around her and has become part of the famous "Zhuo Jiali of Zhenzhong Media".

Shang Qingyuan entered the venue and looked left and right anxiously, trying to find his female boss. Maybe it was the events in the morning that really angered Zhuo Jiali for no reason, and she didn't answer how he and Cen Shaonan called her.

But the audience was full of gorgeous men and women wearing masks, and it was really not easy to find Zhuo Jiali, who didn't know whether she had entered or was hidden in it.

At this time, Zhuo Jiali was calmly walking around the venue, there was no fixed seat, everyone was immersed in pretending to be happy, and they didn't know who to talk to.

Thinking that the host's family was usually close to the stage in the venue, Zhuo Jiali tried to walk in this direction, wanting to see if Yi Xiuqing was coming, so that she could say hello.

Who knows, a waiter in front of him was reckless, and his body that was originally walking forward suddenly turned back, and he was about to hit Zhuo Jiali, in order to avoid him, Zhuo Jiali slipped his high heels, leaned back, and estimated that he was about to fall to the ground and make a fool of himself in public.

Zhuo Jiali's heartbeat broke through the light breeze on the surface, but for a second, the imaginary scene of four feet facing the sky did not appear, and her whole person was wrapped in a familiar temperature, so soft, so comfortable, so reluctant to leave.

Zhuo Jiali hurriedly turned her head to look behind her, only to see that she was in the arms of a man in a blue striped suit, and was safely half-leaned under his protection.

She unconsciously chased after the man's face, there was a silver mask under his head, which covered most of his face, and only eyes and mouth could be seen, and he looked at his own eyes-

"Blog ......"

Zhuo Jiali's eyes were misty and she blurted out.

"Are you alright?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, which made Zhuo Jiali's heart cold, this was not the voice of Bowen, how could she forget the voice of Bowen in her heart?

But that look rekindled Zhuo Jiali's hope that had just been extinguished.

"I'm fine, you ......"

The man helped Zhuo Jiali to stand firmly, and Shang Qingyi, who was on the other side of the stage, was waving vigorously to him.

"I'm sorry, I still have an urgent matter here, so I'm not with you. ”

After speaking, the man strode towards Shang Qingyi, leaving Zhuo Jiali looking at his back in amazement.