Wang Zize walked to the stage and patted the microphone, and there was a muddy muffled sound in the stereo, drowning in the noisy human voices. Wang Zize tried the volume of the microphone, and the sound was already turned up to the maximum, and the volume of the speech was enough for everyone in the corner to hear.

"Everyone, be quiet." Wang Zize said the first sentence unhurriedly.

In the studio, which had been noisy for a long time, such a crisp and loud sentence suddenly came out, and everyone stopped the strong attack at hand, looked at each other, and then looked towards the source of the sound in unison.

I saw a man standing alone on the stage, holding the microphone in his hand, and generously repeating what he had just said: "Please be quiet." ”

He stretched out his right hand, glanced at the words on the card quickly, and gracefully slipped it into his pocket. "Who are you?"

"yes, why do you say let us be quiet, I have to be quiet."

"I'll mention Jianyì, this glass is too hard, who has a fruit knife doesn't have it, we can only get out by breaking the glass." A woman mentions the building yì.

"Whoever goes out will come out with a fruit knife." Another man responded: "Lighters won't work." ”

The audience had just been quiet for five seconds, and then there was a more violent commotion than just now.

Someone shouted for the women to take off their heels and smash the glass with the soles of them.

The woman with her hair coiled said distressedly, this is a limited edition shoe. Some people say that their lives are gone, and they still need shoes to use for fart. The limited edition is sure to be sturdy and can definitely knock a hole in the glass.

"I'm Wang Zize!" Wang Zize looked at the increasingly anxious people at the door, and spoke again.

The calm smile on his face this time had disappeared, and his face was even stricter.

The noisy crowd was once again still. Everyone, look at me, I'll look at you, what the hell is this kid doing!

Leave him alone, let's smash the window open first.

When the crowd was about to fall into chaos again, Wang Zize didn't give them time to react, and directly threw out a sentence: "Everyone must know Wang Jianmin!" ”

The commotion that everyone had just started was suppressed by Wang Zize's words.

Wang?

Some people in the upper echelons have already heard who this is. City Chief! Some of them had dealt with him.

That's a person who everyone wants to stutter, but can't!

But what did this kid do when he brought up Director Wang at this time, did he want to use Director Wang to suppress people?

Do you think you will go to heaven if you mention a name? You know, a few of them have even drunk with Director Wang.

It's your turn to be a friend of Director Wang, don't be funny, you kid, okay?

There was a low chuckle from below.

"Isn't it fun for you kid to be on it! Uncle has walked more roads than you have ever eaten sugar, did you close the door, hurry up and open the door, and when I go out, I will give you 20,000 yuan! Thanks for the fee! ”

"Hurry down and open the door for us! There is still a contract waiting for me to sign in my company, tens of thousands of dollars an hour, hairy boy, are you delayed? ”

The arrogance of the people who were angry, anxious, and angry just now has been lifted again. shouted at Wang Zize on the stage, and the sound waves went round after round.

The scene has reached an unprecedented high-climax!

With the object of accusation, the anger they had suppressed for a long time erupted, and it was uncontrollable!

The crowd gathered at the door rushed to the stage, pointing fingers at Wang Zize on the stage, and some even burst into obscenities!

"Don't be blind on it!"

"Hurry up and open the door for the old man!"

Wang Zize faced the condemnation of everyone, his face did not change in any way, he held the microphone, unhurried, and calmly spoke: "I am Wang Zize, I am the son of Wang Jianmin, the director of the city, and my father is Wang Jianmin!" ”

His words were not loud, but the shock was like a huge thunder, crashing down. The sensational crowd that was close to crusading against Wang Zize suddenly looked like earth, stunned.

What just happened? What did this kid say just now!

Is he Wang Jianmin's son? He is the son of Wang Jianmin?? He is the son of Wang Jianmin!!

"Why do you say that you are Wang Jianmin's son, you are. What proof do you take? Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look at the talker.

Jiang Yefan held the folding fan in his hand, shaking the paper fan leisurely, he raised his eyes, and his soul-stirring gaze fell on Wang Zize, and asked in an extremely calm and unfazed tone.