A reporter standing behind asked loudly, "Miss Chen, what is the relationship between you and stock god Lu Tianyi and song god Tan Jiewen?"

"Stock god and song god are not love enemies."

"Are you in love triangle?"

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

……

In an instant, the voice was chaotic, and dozens of people had their own questions.

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

Lu Tianyi walked 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, a reporter asked, "Mr. Lu, is this your room?"

Chen Yuxin, standing behind Lu Tianyi, looked at the group of journalists who seemed to be crazy, moved her lips and wanted to speak

Tan Jiewen stood behind the group of reporters, faster than she said, and a cold voice sounded: "Dear reporters, excuse me, your purpose of coming here today is to know why I'm here, right?"

The nine journalists, all of whom are mainly engaged in gossip magazines and internet ping, quickly turned around and walked towards the God of songs when they heard the God of songs talking.

Tan Jiewen glanced at the crowd and his face was still cold. "Since everyone pays so much attention to tan, in order not to disturb President Lu and his wife to rest here, I tell you my purpose here today."

I don't know what the journalist said, "awesome... When did the stock god marry? I never heard of it. It seems that the financial reporter is not strong enough."

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

Tan Jiewen, "isn't it me that you're here today?"

A reporter, "my goal is you! But every time I see you, you don't say ten words."

Tan Jiewen wore a smile on his cold face. "I'm a singer and I don't know anything about investment. I happen to have some spare money on hand. I know that Mr. Lu's wife is here and introduced by friends, so I took the liberty to disturb Mr. Lu and ask him to help me with my financial management."

"Shit... What news is this? It doesn't make any sense at all?"

"Shit, we rushed in at such a big risk. It turned out that the singer asked the stock god to help with financial management."

"This news seems to have nothing to write. It's better to write the news about the marriage of stock god Lu Tianyi and attract the attention of the public“

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

Lu Tianyi and Chen Yuxin have come out of the room.

They went to the sofa and sat down.

The reporters gathered around at once.

"Mr. Lu, what is your relationship with Miss Chen Yuxin, the kitchen god?"

"Are you really married?"

Lu Tian didn't look at the reporters. He poured two cups of tea and handed one to Chen Yuxin. Then he picked up one and put down the cup after drinking.

I looked up at the reporters in front of me, raised my right hand and pointed to them, "1, 2... 9 reporters, you have no bottom line. In order to get the news, you broke into the hotel and entered my room without authorization. Do you think you are still qualified to ask me questions?"

A reporter said defiantly, "we didn't break into the hotel without authorization. We swiped our card in."

Lu Tianyi raised his head and looked at the reporter. "Oh! You found my accidentally lost room card and didn't take the initiative to return it. You also brought a group of people in. I have to call the police."

He turned to look at the door of the presidential suite and shouted, "Uncle Lu called the police and told the police that someone found my lost room card and didn't return it. He broke into the hotel and entered my room without authorization, trying to plot against me."