Chapter 692

Considering this, Han Muzi didn't have time to think about others, so she directly asked Uncle Lin to turn around.

"Young grandma, are you going now?"

"Yes." Han Muzi nodded seriously. She had to go to the school gate to see how the situation was. If the reporter surrounded the school gate, would Xiaomi beans be affected at that time.

Uncle Lin saw that she looked serious, so he immediately turned around and drove in the direction she said.

To Han Muzi's surprise, when she went to the school gate, she found that it was unexpectedly quiet at the gate. There was no reporter.

Han Muzi was a little surprised. Obviously, the door of his company was crowded, but there was no reporter at the door of the school. What's the matter?

After thinking, Han Muzi said, "it should be all right. Go to Yeshi group."

"OK, grandma."

After arriving at Yeshi group, Han Muzi found that there was no reporter under Yeshi group building.

She ran three places in the morning. Only her own company door was crowded. Why?

Do you think she's easy to bully?

I don't know why, the idea came up directly, probably because the reporter didn't dare to provoke yetingchen, so he rushed to her company.

"Young grandma, do you want to call yeshao?"

"No, I'll go straight up to him. Uncle Lin, it's hard today. You've run so many times with me. Go back and have a rest first."

Uncle Lin thought, since Han Muzi was going to find yetingchen, it was useless for him to stay here, so he nodded, "OK, young grandma, if you need to call uncle Lin again."

"Thank you, uncle Lin."

After uncle Lin drove away, Han Muzi walked into Yeshi group alone.

She didn't notice that there were cameras and reporters lying in ambush at a distance and in the dark. In fact, there were many people lying in ambush here, but not as many as at the door of Han Muzi company.

A group of them hid in the dark.

"See? I'll tell you to squat here. Is that right? I'm looking forward to someone at last. Take a quick picture."

"Sleeping trough, why is the person so small? How can I get there after shooting? I can't see clearly. Don't shake your hand carrying the camera."

"Are you blind? My hands are shaking. The person is too small, and you chose the position. How can I shoot so far?"

"Shit!"

A group of people squatted far away from the gate and complained, "it's no use shooting so far, and there's not even a front. Shit! Why is Yeshi group so terrible?"

Han Muzi didn't find it when she entered the hall. She's not familiar with here. It's easy to find yetingchen.

However, she is not from this company now, so she went directly to the front desk according to the guest's process.

The posters have been rolling for so long. The collective employees of Yeshi group have discussed it all over. Now there are news about yetingchen and Han Muzi on the Internet.

So when Han Muzi went to the front desk, when the front desk just wanted to ask her if she had an appointment, she looked up and found

Isn't this the wife of the future quasi Yeshi group? Where dare you ask more about others? He shouted directly, "grandma Ye."

When Han Muzi reached his lips, he was blocked back by the other party and looked at the other party blankly.

"How did you... Know..."

"Is yeshao's grandmother here to find yeshao? I'll show you the way. This is the president's special elevator. Yeshao's grandmother can go up the fastest by this elevator."

Then he pressed the elevator for her personally. When the elevator door opened, he whispered, "be careful, grandma Ye."

Han Muzi couldn't help but smoke, "thank you."

The girl at the front desk suddenly stared in surprise: "grandma ye, don't be so polite! Go up quickly!"

Then I pressed close for her.

After the elevator door closed, Han Muzi stayed alone in a small space. She stood against the wall. I don't know what kind of expression Tingchen would see her later.

Although he asked herself to come to the company to find him and work in another place when he was talking on his mobile phone, she didn't prepare anything. It is estimated that she can only stay with him for a day.

After all, she is now full of reporters at the door of the company. If she goes back, she will be crushed by reporters if she can't even get in.

I feel headache when I think about it.

And these are all thanks to yetingchen.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi clenched her fist and waited to see how she dealt with him.

She knew where yetingchen's office was, so when the elevator door opened, she went straight to the office.

I pushed away the office and found it empty. There was no one in it.

"Yetingchen?"

Han Muzi looked around and still couldn't find the figure of yetingchen.

Strange, where have you been?

Han Muzi walked towards the lounge, but there was still no one in it.

Where have you been?

When Han Muzi left the office and was about to ask someone, he accidentally met Xiao su.

"Young grandma?"

Seeing Han Muzi, Xiao Su was stunned. She was surprised why she appeared here.

"I......" Han Muzi smiled awkwardly and explained: "a group of reporters blocked the door of the company. They couldn't get in, so they had to come to find yetingchen."

Hearing this, Xiao Su suddenly realized that those posters were written by him. He naturally knew what impact these would have on Han Muzi.

"I see, but grandma, yeshao just entered the conference room. I also forgot to pick up a copy of the information, so..."

A meeting?

Han Muzi blinked. "It's all right. Then you can continue the meeting. I'll stay in his office for a while."

"Is it too boring for you to be alone? Do you need me to Tell ye Shao? Ye Shao will definitely..."

"Don't!" hearing Xiao Su's words, Han Muzi quickly cut off his thoughts: "don't tell him that Yeshi's meeting is so important. Wait until he's finished."

If yetingchen doesn't have a meeting because of her, what will others have to say about her?

She didn't want to change yetingchen's work because of her arrival.

Xiao Su didn't dare to listen to the order of the prospective young grandmother, so he nodded at once.

"I know, young grandma. I'll get the information first."

"OK."

Han Muzi followed him into the office, then sat down on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and saw the push message as soon as he opened it. It was actually Beicheng Yeshi group

Seeing this word, Han Muzi felt a headache and reached out to pinch his temple.

This bastard, how much money did he spend on pushing so many things? Do they cost nothing?

At this time, in a western restaurant

When Meng Xueyou saw the opposite poster rolling, she was so angry that she smashed the plate in her hand. The plate was just the steak for the guests. This move immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

"What's going on?"