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The lively start-up press conference, although the reporters hated Jian Hao to death, they still didn't want to miss such a big day. {，。 hua

Although I don't want to admit it, Jian Hao is a well-deserved superstar and a super topic king.

"May I ask Mr. Jane, what do you think of the characters in the dark night?"

The reporter's questions were asked in a decent manner, and the scolding battle in front of the sign was too powerful.

Before this press conference, all the questions and answers have been checked by both sides, and as long as both sides answer honestly, at least they will not be scolded like last time.

"I like it very much, and strive for a breakthrough." Jian Hao held his chin in his hand and replied boredly.

These stupid reporters just told them how they wanted to interpret the role, and it is estimated that they would not understand.

Anyway, in the eyes of them, even in the eyes of fans, it is only his face that they fancies.

In fact, he really likes acting, otherwise he wouldn't have entered this industry.

“”

The reporter who asked the question froze instantly, and Jian Hao's answer was no problem, it was the standard answer of both sides.

But his expression really seemed to be mocking, and he just pointed at them and said, you are all stupid.

Ah Qi couldn't help but whisper in Jian Hao's ear: "Ah Hao, you are a little"

Jian Hao turned his head directly and ignored Ah Qi at all.

He likes acting, but he doesn't like press conferences and bombings, it's annoying.

"Then may I ask Mr. Jian Hao, do you have confidence in the box office of this play?"

Suddenly, it was completely different from the question just now.

The voice is elegant and funny, as well as a thick doting.

Jian Hao, who was originally bored, was stunned at first, and then laughed, and even Ah Qi beside him was stupid.

"Big" boss.

Ah Qi stammered, and the last two words were not spoken. To see the latest chapter of the book, please go here

I don't dare to say it.

In the left corner of the hall, Han Mochen was dressed as a reporter, with a press card on his chest, a microphone in his hand, and a special person carrying a camera behind him.

If you look closely, you will find that it is Ah Jiu who carries the camera.

No one knew when they were there, as if no one had noticed their presence before they spoke.

It wasn't until Han Mochen stood up that everyone looked over in an instant.

"Of course I have that." Jian Hao said immediately, completely different from the hundred scoundrels just now.

He had a smile on his face, his voice felt alive, and his whole person seemed to wake up in an instant.

"I can promise here that this time the box office will be record-breaking. \netwaixs"

The resounding promise instantly infected the director and heroine around him, and several people on the stage seemed to be ignited in an instant.

"It's going to be a record."

"We can do it."

Han Mochen looked at it and smiled, took the microphone and said, "Let's witness it together." ”

Ah Jiu, who was carrying the camera behind him, had a wooden face that looked a little stiff.

If he can complain, he will definitely vomit hard.

Jian Hao's box office record has always been a myth, no one can break it, even if it is a literary film, it can have a box office of hundreds of millions.

This kind of miracle is attributed to Jian Hao's handsomeness, and fans only need to look at his face.

In fact, it is not enough.

The truth is that Han Mochen will buy the box office, hundreds of millions of dollars.

Now that Han Mochen is talking about witnessing together and the like, it means that when it is not enough, he will continue to invest money.

100 million or billion, billions, for Han Mochen, it is just a number.

Bodi smiled, plus a zero is not a problem.

"We're working together." The director said happily.

So far, the start-up press conference ended smoothly, the reporters left, and the crew went back.

"At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, gather at the door of the company and go directly to the location."

The director said backstage, although it had been finalized a long time ago, he couldn't help but remind him.

Jian Hao didn't pay attention to these at all, and was the first to go to the back door after the end.

The reporter walks through the front door, and the artist walks through the back door, which is also to avoid being blocked by fans.

"Brother"

Jian Hao stepped forward quickly, and the car stopped at the door.

Han Mochen has changed out of his reporter's outfit and is wearing light-colored casual clothes, which makes him look elegant and comfortable.

"The press conference did well."

Han Mochen smiled, stepped forward and hugged him, as if subconsciously, and reached out to touch his head.

"Don't touch it." Jian Hao complained.

Obviously, both of them are the same height, but Han Mochen still maintains the habit of being a child, always treating him as a child.

Han Mochen smiled but said nothing.

There was no killing intent, no mockery, not only his voice, but even his expression was gentle.

Stripped of his coat of death, he became extraordinarily gentle, as if he was really just a university professor and a master of academia.

"How did you sneak into the press conference?" Jian Hao couldn't help asking.

For the start-up conference of such a large investment, generally speaking, the investigation is very strict.

"Secret." Han Mochen said with a smile, and said, "I'll be back right away after I finish the consultation." ”

"Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise I would have to look for you on location."

Jian Hao still didn't look very happy, and said awkwardly: "Anyway, the patient is very important." ”

"You, how old are you, don't be so troublesome." Han Mochen said with a smile.

"Get in the car, or there will be another paparazzi candid photograph." Jian Hao said with a little resentment.

Although he was the one who blackened himself, he had been tearing up the Internet with reporters for so long, and it was inevitable that there would be complaints.

"Surely no one will shoot it today." Han Mochen said with a smile.

Jian Hao opened the car door and went straight to the driver's seat.

"Are you going to drive today?"

Han Mochen couldn't help but say, most of them were driven by him.

"Some time ago, I had a big fight with reporters, and every day there were paparazzi lying at the door of the apartment, and I was going to be annoyed."

"Bought a new apartment, it's very hidden, you don't know the place."

Jian Hao explained that instead of sitting in the co-pilot to guide the way, it is better to drive it yourself.

"Okay, then you can go." Han Mochen got into the car with a smile.

The doors were closed, the car started, and it headed east along the main road.

Just after the car drove out, Ah Jiu came from the shadows behind, still with a wooden face, without a trace of superfluous expression.

With his ranking in the killer world, he is worth not hundreds of millions, but also tens of millions.

And he is now

He was tearing the paparazzi, and he was carrying the camera just now.

"Brother"

Ah Jiu read this word, he also has a younger brother, who is Ah Qi beside Jian Hao.

He has long understood that everyone has their own understanding of the so-called family affection.

And Han Mochen's family affection

Han Mochen, as he knew him, was cold-blooded and cruel, pursuing blood and excitement, and finding pleasure in killing.

Like Shura, like a demon, like Yama.

Except not like people.

Only at this time, with loved ones.

It's as if a magical mutation has made him suddenly human.

He can cry, he can laugh, he can be troubled, he can grieve, his joys and sorrows are no longer drawn by blood and corpses