Chen Zier's car stopped at the door of the Tianyin training class for the longest time, and he observed Han Qian in the car for a while, because she had been home for too long, her training class was almost empty now, and it seemed that her state was not quite right, and it was estimated that this was one of the reasons why the students had left a lot.

She just sat there and kept playing the piano, and kept playing, and there was no tendency to stop.

This is always unsettling, Chen Zier got out of the car and entered the door, but he didn't bother her, since she wanted to play, then he listened to it for a while.

The autumn rain is still falling outside, and the sound of the rain seems to isolate the hustle and bustle of the city, and the sad piano melody opens up another space here, making people fall into it.

What can he say at this time? He doesn't have that much ability, and a few words can erase this level of pain in the hearts of others.

And sometimes, it doesn't matter what you say, it's what you show up, what matters.

Han Qian didn't mean to speak at all.

So the two of them, one sat and played the piano, and the other leaned on the piano and listened, and this state lasted for a long time, one afternoon.

Chen Zier didn't ask her if she was tired of playing, but just went to buy a porridge and put it before leaving.

After he left, Han Qian's piano sound stopped, looked at the bowl of porridge wrapped in a plastic bag on the piano, and took it to the table to drink after a while.

One day later, a reporter claiming to be from Zhonghai Financial News called to ask him about his time, but it was actually not a big deal, at least it was not linked to live broadcast and TV recording, probably just asking some questions, forming words and then publishing articles.

However, it is a bit unfortunate that Chen Zier was a little too much when it was raining yesterday, the car was warm, and the outside of the car was a little cold, and the continuous alternation of cold and heat made him a little cold.

When I went to bed last night, I just felt a little uncomfortable, I thought I was young, my body was great, and it would be good to sleep, but I didn't expect it to be useless, he still had a slight fever.

The last time I had a cold was more than a year ago, and I didn't get sick every day, so in fact, there was no big problem, but the temperature dropped a little drastic yesterday due to the rain.

Chen Zier asked Shi Yangqing about the reporter, and she said that she herself had been interviewed many times and could be regarded as friends.

After hearing this answer, Chen Zier, who was sick, also tried to save trouble and let the man come to his home.

He cleaned up his hair a little, found himself a coat to wear, and waited for someone while watching TV with a teacup in his hand after taking the medicine.

But I didn't watch TV, I kept thinking about my career in my head, and I was sorting out if there was anything inappropriate.

In fact, all aspects are not bad, the rest is a matter of time, the growth of the enterprise will not swell rapidly every day because he is a reborn, at the moment Chen Zier himself is still very satisfied, he is only a junior, and when he graduates, the situation will be much better than now.

In the middle of YY, the doorbell rang.

When the person arrived, Chen Zier got up and went to open the door.

He still has to entertain his reporter friends, and at this time give a free smiley face, and then people will be able to write you a good one, a book of great profits, and he will not let it go.

When I opened the door, I found a young lady carrying a black lady's bag, dressed in a very ordinary black and gray professional attire, with short shoulder-length hair and a smile on her face.

"Hello, I'm Zeng Qiu, may I ask who you are...... Chen Zier?"

Chen Zier nodded, "Hello Reporter Zeng, you're talking about me, please come in." ”

Zeng Qiu changed his shoes very politely, and at the same time said with a smile: "Wow, Mr. Chen, it is the first time I have come into such a nice house." ”

After she changed her shoes, Chen Zier led her to the sofa and sat down, "Just call me Chen Zier, feel free, Mr. Chen...... It feels weird. ”

From the beginning to the present, Chen Zier has behaved very approachable, and poured her a cup of tea, which made Zeng Qiu, who was originally a little nervous because of the big house, relax a little.

Zeng Qiu smiled and said generously: "Okay, then my name is Mr. Chen, right?"

Well, Mr. Chen is not bad, as long as he doesn't be a very embarrassing Mr. Chen, and just such a detail, a kind word when reporting must be deserved.

Zeng Qiu also heard that this young man had a heavy nasal voice, and said, "Am I here at the wrong time? You seem to have a cold?"

"It's just a little cold, as long as it doesn't burn to the point where I tell all the secrets to reporter Zeng, it's fine. ”

He made a little joke, Zeng Qiu covered his mouth and chuckled, "You are so funny." ”

Chen Zier asked, "How could Reporter Zeng think of coming to interview me?"

"Actually, I found a lot of netizens on the forum who are very interested in you, and I am one of them, I am very curious about what kind of person invested in Home Credit and brought two multimillionaires. ”

Zeng Qiu said slowly, "Do you need to take a look at the outline of my question?"

Chen Zier said: "No need, but I have a small request." ”

Zeng Qiu said, "Please speak." ”

"When reporting, can you focus on my identity as an angel investor and investment intentions, and can I be as vague as possible about my family background, career, etc. ”

Zeng Qiu asked, "How to blur it?"

"I have an investment company called Shengshi Investment, so I will use this identity to introduce me, Mr. Chen of Shengshi Investment. For example, if I am a junior at Zhonghai University, don't write about it. ”

Zeng Qiu also knew that he was only a college student when he was staring at this person, but he was also the owner of a well-known pudding convenience store in Zhonghai, and he was also a beneficiary of the acquisition of Home Credit...... If the public knew that a student who was still in school had a huge fortune, it would always cause some stir, and he would also be in trouble at school.

However, Zeng Qiu did not find out the information about Shengshi Investment, because the blank in this area made Chen Zier's whole person blurred in her concept, such as: how many companies and how many industries he has in his hands.

Chen Zier hoped that he would be as famous as possible in the Internet circle, so he was still very cooperative, and he finished talking about the points he cared about, so he reminded: "Miss Zeng, let's start?"

Zeng Qiu came back to his senses, "Okay, then I'll start asking questions." ”

If you want to have something to watch in a character interview, the focus is to highlight what are the distinctive characteristics of the people you interview, just like broadcasting the news, what is there to broadcast about the things you can see around you every day, and in the same way, there is nothing to say about the characteristics of the people you can see around you every day.

Probably those things that are not easy to do and not easy to see will be what Zeng Qiu is interested in......

Like what......

"Mr. Chen, I know that you are a child of an ordinary family, so how did you earn your first pot of gold?"

"Well...... Chen Zier thought for a while, "Let's keep this a secret." ”

Reporter Zeng thought to himself: Isn't it very easy to speak...... This first question is a 'confidential' answer.

It's not that Chen Zier is reluctant to say it, it's just that this involves a singer in the entertainment industry who has a little exposure, and if he is not careful, he may be brought out of the result of a privacy explosion......

"Can you tell me how much you earned in the first pot of gold?"

That's a lot of money, but it's even bigger in the nineties.

So......

"Let's keep this a secret. ”

Zeng Qiu: "......"