The crowded venue was instantly silent.

No one dared to ask such a question so explicitly.

It's like a taboo, although it is curious by too many people, but because it is a taboo, few people dare to touch it.

Now, I didn't expect someone to ask it, it's still so straightforward!

Many people looked at the questioner, some sympathetic.

And the hairy boy who was not afraid of the ground that day was unaware of it, and he stretched his neck to look at the stage, with a trace of expectation in his eyes, and a little provocative.

Bo Junchen frowned and glanced towards the interview area.

The light in his eyes is dark and waves, and he is almost about to attack at the beginning.

Bo Jinghan pinched him in time, shook his arm in a gesture, raised his head and said to him silently, "Leave it to me, okay?" ”

Don't wait for Bo Junchen to answer.

Bo Jinghan let go of his hand and walked towards the crowd with all his might—

“cynthia！”

Screaming weakly, Fiona, who was hiding behind the scenes, subconsciously wanted to rush out.

Lin Moxun stretched out his hand, even if he grabbed her: "Miss Bo, she has her own opinions!" Fiona, you ...... What the hell is wrong with you? ”

Why is she different from usual?

……

The skirt swayed slightly with the pace.

Under the light, Bo Jinghan walked off the stage leisurely and elegantly, and approached the interview area with the flashing lights.

"That's what you asked, huh?"

Passing through the crowd, Bo Jinghan stood in the center of the interview area.

The reporters around all looked at her with wide eyes.

Don't even blink an eye.

It seems like a piece of supernews will be lost in the blink of an eye.

"You're bold enough to ask questions they don't even dare to ask."

The corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and a bright smile appeared on her beautiful face, like the sun in winter, bright and dazzling.

The sweet voice is like a spell, demagogic.

"Yes, Cynthia!" Swallowing dry foam, the reporter who asked the question looked at her with his head up: "Not only that, but I also want to ask you, in addition to the unspoken rules of the industry, do you take other jobs?" That is, a very popular name now - periphery! ”

The reporters around him almost popped out their eyes.

Looking at the eyes of the reporter who asked the question, it changed and changed.

――Did this guy's head get into the water or be stepped on by a chicken?! Dare to ask this kind of question, let's find death!

"Huh," sneered.

Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked coldly at the reporter with a straight back.

His eyes lit up.

In the next second, Bo Jinghan tore off his work card with his hand and threw it at the bodyguard next to him: "This is fake, go check his true identity!" ”

"Why are you—"

"With your inconsistent questions." Stripped away the sharp light, Bo Jinghan smiled sarcastically: "A reporter with brains asked me one second before the meeting, if I was supported by Bo Junchen, and the next second asked me if I was a periphery?!" Or do you think that if Bo Junchen wraps a woman, he will share it with other men! ”

"Then you can't say I'm fake!"

"Hey, I didn't say you were fake, I just said your identity was fake."

After a pause, she lifted her other hand and spread her palm.

A cheque that was clumped together was revealed.

"This ......" the man's face changed.

He subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand, but Bo Jinghan clenched his fist again.

"I picked it up, and I want me to remind you where you are and what you heard!"

Looking at the man standing stiffly in front of him, Bo Jinghan's voice was cold and full of momentum: "Who are you, I'm not interested in knowing, there is the whole process of your transaction on the monitor, and you can't run away." As for the check, I can give it back to you, after all, it is the income of your labor that ruined the press conference. But not now, but later to the police station and let the police return it to you! ”