Yun Father, Mica and Yun Shirui drove the car towards the Mo Group.

Yun Shirui called Yang Zhehong to go too.

The press conference was held in the lobby of the Moshi Group, and many reporters came.

Mo Jueyu hadn't arrived yet, and Wu Qi was busy dealing with these people.

"Mr. Wu, hasn't Mr. Mo come yet?" A reporter asked.

Almost all of the public relations affairs of the Moshi Group are handled by Wu Qi, and he often appears under the lens of the media, so many people recognize Wu Qi.

"It's coming, it's coming." Wu Qi finished flickering and hurriedly flashed.

Who knows where Mr. Mo is now and what he is doing?

He's doing the drudgery anyway!

Yun Shirui and the four of them arrived, and when they saw that they hadn't started yet, they found a place to sit down first.

Mica was emotional, and Father Yun could only keep comforting her.

Yun Shirui and Yang Zhehong are hiding ghosts and preparing to watch jokes.

The two glanced at each other, excused themselves to go to the bathroom, and left their seats, the two deliberately passed by the front row, and a reporter caught them sharp-eyed, and hurriedly rushed over with them and asked questions to the two.

"You're Yun Shirui, the eldest lady of the Yun Group, right? I've seen you. ”

"Yes, I am." Yun Shirui smiled dignified and generous.

"You are Yang Zhehong, the president of Hongwei Group, right?"

"Hmm." Yang Zhehong is wearing a decent suit, as if he is a successful person.

Other reporters also hurriedly gathered around and asked nonsense.

"May I ask Miss Yun Shirui, what do you think about your sister Yun Zhining and Mr. Mo?"

Yun Shirui sighed lowly, "My sister was not that kind of person before, maybe she has accepted a different culture abroad in the past two or three years, and her thoughts are different from ours, I don't understand why she did this?" ”

Father Yun frowned and whispered to himself, "What is Shirui doing, at this time, she is still talking nonsense, isn't it embarrassing?" ”

"Your sister is going to marry someone older than your father, did your father know about it beforehand, or was he kept in the dark?"

"That's when my father found out about it."

"And did your father approve of their marriage?"

"Of course not."

"President Yang, I heard that Yun Zhining is your fiancée, but is there such a thing?" A reporter asked Yang Zhehong.

"Don't mention it, I didn't expect her to be such a person, I usually look at her very reserved, but I didn't expect to be such a person in my bones, I like her so much, but she is messing around outside behind my back, I'm so chilled." Yang Zhehong's face was filled with righteous indignation.

"Yun Zhining has now signed a marriage agreement with Mo Jueyu, does Mr. Yang have any thoughts on this matter?"

"I've divorced her, and it's none of my business how she is, but for the sake of the past, I hope she can get lost and don't make mistakes again."

"Then don't you hate him?"

Yang Zhehong said with a gentlemanly face, "Hate? Does hate work? Could it be that all these wrong things that she did didn't happen? I'm more disappointed in her now, alas. ”

The reporter was about to ask something more, when suddenly there was a noise at the door.

"Look, Mo Jueyu is here."

"He turned out to be really Mo Jueyu."

An old man about sixty years old walked in, accompanied by several security personnel, and everyone recognized him at a glance as the old man Mo Jueyu in the photo.

The reporter hurriedly put the camera in his hand and kept taking pictures of him.

"I didn't expect Mo Jueyu to be really an old man, the things on the Internet are true, he is so old, how can he be okay with this."