The press conference was at twelve o'clock, which happened to be Song Zhiwei's time to get off work.

Seeing her sitting at the front desk, the assistant couldn't help asking, "Sister Zhiwei, why do you have a sad face, have you encountered anything unhappy?" ”

"It's fine." Song Zhiwei looked at her with a radiant look, "Little model worker, then why did you get off work so early today?" ”

There are a lot of trivial things in the pet hospital, and overtime is purely to see the situation of sick animals, but this assistant is different, her love for the industry has exceeded her own interest, and she is the last one to get off work every day, and she can't wait to live in the hospital.

How did I turn sex today.

"MOLE has a new machine today, and my boyfriend gave me an infield ticket, and I want to support him." The assistant replied before reacting, "Mr. Qi is not you...... Why don't you take a look? ”

Song Zhiwei pinched the so-called family card and hesitated.

That sentence is really heartwarming, but to participate is to expose yourself to the public, and there will definitely be a period of unrest in daily life.

There were two options in front of her, and she couldn't choose.

She even imagined Qi Su's appearance, didn't see her is expected? Or will you be disappointed? Or is it angry that she doesn't know how to lift?

While she was thinking about it, the assistant had already dragged her out of the counter, "Okay, don't worry about it, can your husband's industry still support it?" Just let me rub a pass, and I went out with the president's wife for the first time. ”

Song Zhiwei couldn't break free, and said helplessly: "Have you gone out with me less?" ”

The assistant stuck out his tongue, "Usually too approachable, I don't have a sense of substitution." ”

The venue is not far away, and when she arrived at the door, Song Zhiwei found that this so-called family card was different from someone else's, she tentatively stretched out her hand and said politely: "Where is this seat?" ”

Because she was wearing a mask, the ticket inspector was stunned for a moment, said a few words into the headset, and then almost all the security personnel on the scene greeted her warmly.

"Madame, you go this way." It's a bit flattering.

In the whispers of the people around her, Song Zhiwei walked into the private passage, and she experienced the president literature for the first time.

Especially the word 'Mrs.' in a straight and round tone, which made her even more embarrassed.

The little assistant who was left behind didn't dare to make a sound, and some bold people around asked, "Who is that, why is it so pompous?" ”

The little assistant said proudly: "Mr. Qi's wife is also my friend, and we are half-sisters." ”

The people around gasped, and some people wondered: "Then why are you still outside?" ”

"Industrialists are relatively low-key, Qi always wants to make love with his wife, of course no one else can be present, don't you see so many bodyguards?"

"Yes, it's so loving."

Song Zhiwei didn't know that she had become the president's wife in the mouth of a certain open-mouthed assistant, she followed people all the way to the backstage, and just happened to hear thunderous applause outside.

Driven by curiosity, she looked through the crack in the half-open door, and the man in the straight suit was gilded with a golden halo by the warm lamp, and his back was determined like a god of the main universe, he was calm, talking, and answering the tricky questions of the media with kindness.

He is like the center of the whole world, and everyone's eyes are firmly locked on him, including Song Zhiwei.

It turned out that watching live was completely different from recording, and before that, he never knew that he was so attractive in his field.

Qi Su seemed to be aware of it, smiled and turned sideways, and met Song Zhiwei's stunned eyes.

At that glance, the wind surged, as if the whole world stood still.

Song Zhiwei covered her chest, the strange feeling from before hit her again, she took two steps back and sat down on the sofa.

"Sorry, I need to take a two-minute pause."

In the free question session, Qi Su ignored the surging crowd, said this sentence calmly, and turned around and went back to the backstage by himself.

A little episode did not affect the crazy praise of the media, and social media synchronized the video in exchange for a water of approval.

The protagonist at the center of the storm is hugging his wife, bowing his head affectionately, and saying in a dumb voice, "I know you're afraid of flashing lights, so let someone open the back door for you." ”

Song Zhiwei was dazed, responded passively, and only reacted after a while, "The press conference is not over yet." ”

Qi Su stared at her eyes and said with a smile: "It's all very important." ”

Song Zhiwei subconsciously looked around, the previous logistics staff had already run away, and only the two of them were left in the space.

"What are you crazy about?"

Qi Su did not answer.

After a two-minute pause, he gave her a kiss.