A reporter standing in the back asked loudly, "Miss Chen, what is the relationship between you and Lu Tianyi, the god of stocks, and Tan Jiewen, the god of songs?"

"The god of stocks and the god of song are not rivals in love."

"Are you a love triangle?"

"Miss Chen, will the god of stock and the god of song fight for you in the presidential suite?"

……

In an instant, the voices were chaotic, and dozens of people had their own questions.

Chen Yuxin raised her hand and hooked her somewhat messy hair with her fingers.

Lu Tianyi stepped forward, quickly glanced at the reporter standing at the door with indifferent eyes, and said coldly: "You nine, rush into my room like this......

Before Lu Tian finished speaking, a reporter asked, "Mr. Lu, is this your room?"

Chen Yuxin, who was standing behind Lu Tianyi, looked at this group of reporters who seemed to be neurotic, moved her lips, and wanted to speak......

Tan Jiewen stood behind the group of reporters, faster than she said, and a cold voice sounded: "Fellow journalists, excuse me, the purpose of your visit here today is to want to know why I am here, right?"

The nine reporters were all reporters who focused on gossip magazines and Internet flats, and when they heard the god of song speak, they quickly turned around and walked towards the god of songs.

Tan Jiewen glanced at everyone, his face was still cold, "Since everyone pays so much attention to Tan, in order not to disturb Mr. and Mrs. Lu to rest here, I will tell you the purpose of my stay here today." ”

I don't know about the reporter, "Damn...... I have never heard of when the god of stocks got married, and it seems that the financial reporter is not strong enough. ”

"yes, I've never heard of ......"

Tan Jiewen, "Isn't the target of your coming here today just me?"

Reporter A, "My target is you!" But every time I saw you, you didn't say a word. ”

Tan Jiewen had a smile on his cold face, "I am a singer, I don't know anything about investment, I just have some spare money on hand, I know that Mr. Lu and her wife are here, and I was introduced by a friend, so I took the liberty to come up and disturb Mr. Lu and ask him to help me manage my finances." ”

"...... What kind of news is this, it doesn't make any sense at all?"

"Damn, we rushed in at such a big risk, it turns out that the god of song asked the god of stocks to help manage money."

"There seems to be nothing to write about this news, but it is better to write the news that the god Lu Tianyi is married, and attract the public's attention."

Several reporters immediately turned around and wanted to rush into the room to continue questioning Lu Tianyi.

Lu Tianyi and Chen Yuxin had already come out of the room.

They walked over to the couch and sat down.

Reporters immediately gathered around.

"Mr. Lu, what is the relationship between you and Miss Chen Yuxin, the god of cooking, now."

"Are you really married?"

Lu Tian didn't look at the reporters, he poured two cups of tea unhurriedly, handed one to Chen Yuxin, and then took a cup and put it down after drinking it.

Raising his eyes to look at the reporters in front of him, he raised his right hand and pointed at them, "1, 2...... 9 reporters, you have no bottom line at all, and in order to get news, you broke into the hotel and entered my room without permission, do you think you are still qualified to ask me questions?"

A reporter said without anyone in his eyes: "We didn't trespass into the hotel, we came in by card." ”

Lu Tianyi raised his head and looked at the reporter who spoke, "Oh! If you pick up my lost room card, don't take the initiative to return it, and bring a group of people to break in, I have to call the police. ”

Turning his head to look at the door of the presidential suite, he shouted: "Uncle Lu called the police and told the police that someone had picked up my lost room card and did not return it, and broke into the hotel without permission to enter my room, trying to plot against me." ”