"Yi Fan, have you met Sister Shi before?" Mu Kexue glanced at Yi Fan with a hint of doubt in her tone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How can it, it's the first time I've met this host. Yi Fan hurriedly waved his hand to clarify, he didn't want Mu Kexue to have any misunderstanding.

"Hmph, stinky Xiaofan!" Mu Kexue had already seen the clue from Shi Mannie's demeanor, and directly glanced at Yi Fan and ignored him anymore.

Yi Fan originally wanted to explain a few sentences, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

I can't tell the big school flower that our face is beautiful, everyone loves it, and the flowers bloom, don't believe you take a look at the camera?

It's no wonder that Mu Kexue doesn't give him a good look.

Just thinking about it, Yi Fan's mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Mom?" Yi Fan couldn't help but pick it up, the live broadcast had been interrupted at this time, so he didn't have to worry about privacy.

"Hey, Xiaofan. Mom's voice hesitated on the phone for a moment before asking, "What are you doing now?"

In an interview. Yi Fan paused, but still answered truthfully.

"Interview?!The one on TV can't really be you, right?" Mom's voice was a little excited.

"Sort of. Yi Fan didn't know what he looked like on TV after he was beautiful, so he could only answer like this.

"What do you mean? Others can't recognize it, can't you recognize the son born by your mother!" The mother's voice became more and more excited, "Son, you can do it, don't tell your mother in advance when you are on TV!"

"Isn't that afraid you're worried? ”

"What are you worried about, it's too late for Mom to be happy! Mom, Bai Qiang, come on, it's really Yi Fan on TV!"

I only heard Yi Fan's mother shouting on the other end, Yi Fan's father, grandmother, and several relatives who were guests at home all gathered around the other end of the phone.

"Yi Fan, did you really set up your own company?"

"Xiaofan, just learn something for the first time when you start a business, don't put too much pressure on yourself. ”

"Brother Yi, can you help me get an autograph for the host, although she seems to have only shown her face once on TV. ”

The relatives asked three long and two short, one sentence on the left and one sentence on the right, and the parents were short, which made Yi Fan feel very warm.

Yi Fan never told his family about the opening of the Sansheng Leaf Company.

On the one hand, he really didn't want his parents to worry about it, and on the other hand, because of the many secrets involved in the drifting bottle, Yi Fan didn't think about how to open his mouth when it came to his parents.

Now that the "Chinese People Interview" program is broadcast, he can't hide it if he wants to.

However, fortunately, after beautifying his face, except for his clever mother, no one seems to recognize the person on TV as him.

Yi Fan was on the phone, and Producer Yang on the other end was making a bitter face, and then called from the station.

At this time, there was a squeak at the door, and a fat face was squeezed in, it was Zeng Zhiwei.

Zeng Zhiwei's face was anxious, he looked inside, and finally found Yi Fan's figure, and he was about to come in at a trot.

"Sir, we're recording a show, you can't come in. A staff member hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"You dare to block the old ......" Zeng Zhiwei raised his hand and was about to slap him, but suddenly realized something, shrank back again, and muttered: "I almost forgot, I am good now, and I have to do things according to the company's regulations......"

"Hey, hey, little brother, I'm sorry, the old problem hasn't been changed for a while. Zeng Zhiwei broke off the hand that the staff was covering his face, shook his hand, and then shook it off and hurriedly ran to Yi Fan.

"Mr. Yi, it's not good, we're surrounded!" Zeng Zhiwei shouted all the way, but the smile on his mouth was about to reach the root of his ears.

"What is surrounded? When reporting things in the company, be clear. Wu Jing said with a frown.

"Oh, Manager Wu, look at what I said, my brain hasn't turned yet!" Zeng Zhiwei patted his head and smiled at Yi Fan and Wu Jing, "Let's be surrounded by Mr. Yi's fans, and now they are all blocked at the door of the company!"

"Fans?" Yi Fan and Wu Jing looked at Zeng Zhiwei in confusion.

"Mr. Yi, Miss Mu, and Manager Wu, come and see here. Zeng Zhiwei said, already standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, pointing to the crowd below, "Oh, it's them, let alone three or four hundred people!

Everyone looked at Zeng Zhiwei's fingers, and sure enough, outside the gate of the park, several waves of people got off the car one after another, obviously coming in the direction of Building 1.

"However, Mr. Yi, don't worry, I have already let my subordinates ...... No, the subordinates are blocking them downstairs!"

Yi Fan retracted his gaze and smacked his tongue.

"I didn't expect Boss Yi to have so many fanatical little fans. Mu Kexue covered her mouth and chuckled lightly beside her, looking like she was watching the excitement.

A fan of someone?

This is a fan, it's no different from blocking the door to collect debts!

If it weren't for Yi Fan in the office on the top floor, I'm afraid he would have been carved up by everyone.

Speaking of fans......

Yi Fan thought of something and couldn't help but open Weibo to take a look.

Sure enough, the bottom of the screen is full of red and red dots, and there are so many that they are indicated by ellipsis, I don't know how many more people will be Aitta.

"Three...... Three million fans?!" Yi Fan was a little stunned when he saw the number of fans.

Moreover, most of them are female fans, and there are even people who are going to give birth to monkeys for him under his Weibo.

Yesterday, there were only 300,000 fans, and only then did they appear on a TV show, and the number of fans has exceeded 3 million.

This time it's really thanks to the veil of beauty!

This rhythm, you can't think about it if you don't want to be popular......

……

At the other end of the office, Producer Yang was busy answering the phone, nodding his head like a chicken.

"Okay, no problem!

Producer Yang had just hung up the phone when he looked up and bumped into Mannie when she came out of the bathroom.

At this time, Shi Mannie had regained her calm and confident look and walked out.

"Producer Yang, are the leaders of the station dissatisfied with the show?" Shi Mannie sighed softly, this show is done like this, she doesn't have to think about it to know the result, this is definitely the worst show she has ever done.

"How can you not be satisfied!" Producer Yang was already laughing in his hair, holding his mobile phone in his hand, for fear of falling off, and shouted: "The ratings of the station have broken 10!"

"How is it possible to break 10?" Mannie stayed on the spot, and the time she interviewed the richest man in China, the ratings were only 2.2, but it was already the highest record in the station.

The ratings break 10, what is that concept?

The Spring Festival Gala of the local station, the most lively program of the year, is only this number!

"Why am I lying to you! The audience can't see the show, so they all call the station to complain! Let's not start work again, but I'm sorry for the ratings!" Producer Yang didn't care, and directly pushed Shi Manni, who was still in a daze, with both hands, and pulled her back to the host's seat.

Immediately afterwards, he went to invite Yi Fan to the stage.

After arranging everyone, without stopping for a moment, Producer Yang immediately prepared to start work.

"That's right!" Producer Yang remembered an important thing and patted Lao Zhang's shoulder, "Lao Zhang, the leader of the station instructed that the camera should be directed at Mr. Yi, no need to face Sister Mannie!"

"Huh?" the old man twisted his neck, thinking he had misheard.

Shi Mannie was also dumbfounded.

……

In the imperial capital, in Huaxia TV, dozens of large screens are broadcasting programs at the same time, recovering the signals coming from the front.

There were two people standing in the main console.

"Lao Hu, what kind of person do you say this Yi Fan is, why does this face look so magical, I, a big man, can't help but want to see it. A middle-aged man with a shy stomach stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and looked at the man next to him.

"Director, don't I too!" A middle-aged man in a gray suit next to him also stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and his old face smiled awkwardly: "Do you think it will be that we are two big men, and the others are good men?"

"Phew, phew. The director denied the statement of the man in gray, touched his stomach and thought for a while, and suddenly said: "In my opinion, this is the art that we literary and art workers have been looking for for many years!"

"Art!" the director said so well!" the man in gray felt extremely agreeable in his heart.

Suddenly, Mannie's exclamation came over the TV.

"Director, look!" the man in gray pointed to the screen in surprise.

The camera on the TV shook a few times, and suddenly turned to the office door.

I saw more than a dozen uniformed policemen suddenly rushing in from the gate, loaded with guns in their hands, and rushed to the host stage live.

The originally calm scene was chaotic at once!

When the camera was shaking, and he wanted to record more information, a big hand with a police badge suddenly grabbed the camera, blocking the screen into darkness.

"Quick, cut the advertisement!" the director shouted when he realized that something was wrong.

But it was too late, and before the screen cut out, the director clearly heard a deep voice in his ears:

"Hello Mr. Yi, we suspect that you are related to several murder cases, please come with us!" (To be continued.) )