Chapter 120.1

Seeing the reporters' questions getting more and more outrageous, and even pulling out some unnecessary things, Xin Zezhao's face sank and broke in a loud voice: "when the specific things come to the right time, a press conference will be held, and now everything has not been decided."

"What are you doing! Stay away from me! What if you meet brother Zezhao's wound? " Reporters want to continue to bombard with questions, but they are attracted by the sharp female voice.

Looking back with doubts, I found that a petite woman with a good face flexibly squeezed in from the reporters and came to Xin Zezhao's side as a guardian.

He Yalin, with an angry face, snatched the microphone of a media reporter in front of him and solemnly said: "brother Zezhao is not well now. He was also injured in the accident. In the face of such a responsible president who was injured but still wanted to deal with his work, what else do you worry about?"

The reporters looked at each other, but some brave reporters did not give up: "that is to say, Mr. Xin found that there was such a danger before, so why not deal with it in time? If we deal with the hidden danger in time, we will not lose two lives in vain!"

"No one wants such a thing to happen. Brother Zezhao only knew that there was something wrong with the storage tank on the day of the incident, so he went to see for himself. At that time, he also said that there would be no problem after repairing the line. Who can predict the future? If he had known that there would be danger, why should brother Zezhao have committed the risk with his own body? " He Yalin's face is heavy to the camera, apricot eyes filled with crystal tears, sad gesture won a large approval.

"He Yalin, let's go. We will give the public an account of this matter, but it will have to wait until all the conclusions are reached. It's about human life, so we can't just talk nonsense. " Xin Zezhao pursed his lips and emphasized every word.

"Well, brother Zezhao, be careful of your injuries." Having said that, he Yalin seems to be extremely worried about Xin Zezhao's injury. She gently holds Xin Zezhao's arm and lovingly helps Xin Zezhao to the construction site.

This posture ignited the reporters' gossip heart, immediately left the original heavy topic, gossip up: "this young lady, who are you?"

"What's your relationship with Xin?"

"Why do you know that President Xin was injured? Some people say that Xin always left the construction site with a woman in her arms that day. Is that you? "

Hearing this, he Yalin subconsciously looked back. Her eyes Rose, adding a few lines of amorous feelings. Her lips were slightly hooked, and she replied, "brother Zezhao and I are just friends who grew up together from childhood."

But he didn't say much about anything else. He focused on supporting Xin Zezhao's arm and walked slowly into the construction site. Left to look at their disappearing back, the reporters with pondering faces, wildly waving their pens.

"Brother Zezhao, do you have any discomfort?"?! If you're not comfortable, don't force yourself. The body is the most important thing. " He Yalin gently cares.

Xin Zezhao just smiles and shakes his head: "he Yalin, why are you here?"

"I saw that my brother was always busy these days, and I thought maybe there was something I could do for him, so I followed him." He Yalin pauses again, purses her lips gently, and complains discontentedly: "brother Zezhao, you really are. You have been hiding from me since you were hurt. If I hadn't overheard my brother talking on the phone, I wouldn't know. If you tell me, I can still take care of you! "

"It's nothing. It's not a serious injury." A trace of warmth flashed in Xin Zezhao's eyes, and then he looked at the messy construction site with a serious face.

"He Yalin, you'd better go back first. There's a lot of dust here."

"Brother Zezhao, you don't want me to go for nothing. Why didn't sister Xia come with me? Isn't she your secretary? " He Yalin gently tilted her head and asked suspiciously.

"She has other things to do." Xin Zezhao is just a light answer.

"Well, brother Zezhao, you don't have a secretary. Let me be your secretary for a day." He Yalin blinked mischievously.

"Well, well, if you can't stand it, you have to go back quickly."

"I'm not a porcelain doll. How can I be so fragile! Sister Xia can do it, of course I will do it! But I'm a bit stupid. Brother Zezhao, don't scold me! "