"Miss Fang, according to our real-time statistics, Mr. Chen's remarks just now have been discussed on the Internet for more than 20000 items. I would like to ask if Mr. Chen's remarks were discussed with you before?" As soon as Jin walked out of the studio after the film festival, she was surrounded by a group of reporters and asked various questions.
"No, I didn't even know Mr. Chen would take the stage to speak." Fang Jin tells the truth.
"What do you think of Mr. Chen's speech just now?" Another reporter put the microphone to Fang Jin's mouth.
"I..." Fang Jin has a look at Chen Moxuan and the reporter. She really doesn't know how to say it. Fang Jin is scared by the black, and she even feels that she will be sprayed.
"Of course, I support my Mr. Chen's view." Fang Jin finished, took Chen Moxuan's hand and drilled out from the reporters.
"Miss Fang, I have a few more questions for you."
"Mr. Chen..."
Naturally, the reporter didn't want to let them go, so he chased them out with the microphone, and the camera brother followed the reporter with the equipment. However, Fang Jin can't run with her high-heeled shoes. She is about to be overtaken by reporters. Suddenly, Chen Moxuan holds her up and runs towards the hotel.
As soon as the hotel security came out, the reporters and photographers were blocked at the door.
"Hoo, it's dangerous. If they catch up with me, they may ask me some tricky questions." Fang Jin in the elevator touching his ups and downs of the chest said.
"Before, I couldn't figure out how you could be so aggressive? Now I know, because photographers, journalists and keymen are hard to serve Chen Moxuan gasped slightly and said that the shirt on his back had been soaked with sweat.
"It's really hard to serve, but when you think about how many people like me, you feel that everything is full of motivation."
"Well, I wish my wife was happy. I still remember the first time I helped you with black powder, when I was called a mess by them. " Chen Moxuan can remember that comment was his first one on Weibo.
"Ha ha! That seems like a long time ago. But now that I'm a Buddhist, I've used to be a black fan myself. Now there's xiaopang's support group, the efficiency lever of the anti black station. " Fang Jin said with a thumb.
"Yes..."
Chen Moxuan's words were interrupted by the hum of mobile phone vibration. It was his third uncle. He frowned in doubt. The third uncle didn't get in touch with him normally. He also sent a message directly saying that it was early in the morning now. How could he call him?
"Hey, Moxuan, my grandfather accidentally fell during the day today. Now he's in your private hospital for examination."
"What grandfather fell? Where did he fall? Is it serious? " Third uncle said that Chen Moxuan's attention was all about his grandfather's injury. The elevator was narrow and the scenery stood close to Chen Mengxuan, so Fang Jin heard the voice on the other end of the phone clearly. When she heard the news of his grandfather's injury, Fang Jin's heart was also pulled up.
"Grandfather, when he was painting today, he tripped over his easel and fell down. It's not serious. It's a dislocated right hand. I've already dealt with it. I'm calling you to ask you to find Lu Yan and give him a physical examination by the way. "
"OK, I'll get in touch with you right away."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Moxuan immediately calls Lu Yan. Although the third uncle says he has dealt with it, he is still worried. After all, his grandfather is old and needs to recover for a long time if he is injured.
"Boss, let's go back to Jiangshi to see my grandfather all night long?" See Chen Moxuan's worry, Fang Jin so proposed.
"Well, you go back to the hotel first and change your clothes. I'll call a taxi." Chen Moxuan nodded, and then ordered a taxi to the airport.
On the other side, as soon as Fang Jin entered the door, everyone began to roar.
"Oh, Fang Jin, why are you in a hurry? Today, the president of your family is killing us." Sister Li took the lead.
"Yes, I hope the director can find an actor like my wife. Mom, I'm being sweet." Su Qiaqia said with an exaggerated expression, pinching his neck.
"You can book your own tickets tomorrow. There's something wrong with the president's family. I have to go back with him tonight. " Fang Jin didn't have time to respond to their coaxing. She changed her clothes in the bedroom and said to them at the same time.
"Go back tonight? I'll see you off in a car. " Wei said.
"No, the president has already called a taxi. Sorry, I have to go first." Fang Jin jumped out of the door with her bag. She put on her flat shoes, and her heel hasn't been pulled up yet.
"Can the boss still have a ticket now?" In the taxi, Fang Jin anxiously asks Chen Moxuan that she is worried that there is no ticket after arriving at the airport.
"No, I came by helicopter." As soon as Chen Moxuan said this, the driver couldn't help looking back at them.
Fang Jin Sure enough, the life of rich people is beyond her imagination.