Chapter 167: It's not good if you are too familiar
At night, Lu Qianzhou tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep.
As soon as I remembered that Wu Shichen's rounding was equivalent to confession, the roots of his ears burned.
The consequence was insomnia until midnight, and I almost couldn't get up the next morning.
Go to the car for the press conference.
Wu Shiqian sat in the passenger seat sleepily, staring ahead without focus.
He didn't know why he was pulled up from the warm quilt by Lu Qianzhou on Sunday when he should have slept until he woke up naturally.
"Brother Shiqian, wake up quickly, you're going to the venue."
“……”
Wu Shiqian flattened his mouth, what evil did he create.
"Why do you want to pull me, isn't Shichen going to accompany you?"
"My sister's big event, shouldn't my brother, the best, most handsome and most spoiled brother in the world be the first to support the field? Shouldn't my sister's weight be much heavier than a lazy sleep? ”
The best in the world? The most handsome? Spoiling her the most?
Wu Shichen hooked the corners of his mouth, swept his cold eyes over Lu Qianzhou's also sleepy-eyed face, and did not speak.
It's just that Wu Shiqian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shivered inexplicably, and was a lot sleepy and awake, he grabbed his hair and said, "Come less, it's obvious that you haven't slept well, so you want to pull me along." ”
Lu Qianzhou rubbed his eyes and sighed.
It's not good if you are too familiar with people, and you can see through what little Jiujiu has at once.
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The scene of the press conference.
The reporters are already in place, the camera positions have been set up, just waiting for the protagonist to enter.
The door at the entrance opened, and the tall figure was projected into the arena by the lights outside the door.
Tap... Tap...
Lu Qianzhou, who was wearing a well-tailored black suit and a brick-red half-turtleneck slim sweater, stepped on a pair of black pointed-toe heels on a red background, confidently and calmly stepped into the press conference.
"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time, I'm Lu Qianzhou, the executive director of Wu's Shiheng Group. Recently, because of a photo that became popular on Weibo for some reason, it was suddenly hacked in the past two days, to be honest, I don't care too much. ”
Lu Qianzhou's opening remarks were very casual, and the reporters below looked at each other, a little puzzled by what she wanted to say.
"The look in this reporter's eyes tells me that you want to ask me why I don't care."
The reporter who was named nodded confusedly, he really thought so in his heart, he was obviously brewing how to ask this question more sharply, but he didn't expect to be said by Lu Qianzhou in advance, he took the microphone handed by the staff and asked, "Excuse me, can Director Lu explain what you just said?" ”
Lu Qianzhou was noncommittal, adjusted the position of the microphone before continuing to answer him, "I don't care, it means that I don't have the heart to explain the question that is not the truth, because the answer is already coming out, it just depends on which one you are willing to choose as a spectator." ”
Seeing that the reporters were puzzled, she added, "For example, I was assigned a CP." ”
The reporters laughed in unison, and the atmosphere at the press conference was relatively less tense.
At the end, a reporter who looked a little senior, put away his mobile phone, opened the questions that had been prepared a long time ago, raised his hand, and looked at Lu Qianzhou with a little disdain in his eyes.
Lu Qianzhou stared at the reporter with a smile, and then motioned for the staff to hand over the microphone.
All the reporters followed her gaze and let out a disdainful sigh almost at the same time.
Reporter Yang Fang, the existence of the entire journalist community, in order to achieve a certain goal, has no bottom line, and does everything.
"Miss Lu Qianzhou, do you admit the authenticity of this call?"
Yang Fang stood up, smiled and pressed the play button of the voice recorder in his hand, approached the microphone, and then raised it high.
During the whole process, his eyes were always on Lu Qianzhou's bright and moving face.