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"Then is this not good for our studio?" Now that everyone had labeled their studio, most people could only remember that this was Mo Ziran's ex-girlfriend's studio.

Linda wore a black cheongsam, her beautiful figure perfectly outlined: "Actually from the perspective of the studio, there's nothing wrong with it. We have strength, but if there is no recognition, we can only be submerged in the market."

Although this was somewhat against the rules, there weren't many who followed the rules in the market. Their starting point was a bit late, if they didn't go through some extraordinary channels, they could only wait for the gate to close. What's more, even if they had no power or fame right now, sooner or later they would still prove it.

Linda had always been confident that her own strength would never be inferior to others.

Sara immediately gave him a thumbs up. "I agree with that."

"I will answer less questions that have nothing to do with the main topic. I will try my best to not let them get too far on the topic." Zhao Xi looked at the time and spoke to the person in charge, "Go and prepare to begin."

The tall champagne pagoda was placed neatly on the long table in the middle of the room. On the screen, Zhao Xi's previous experiences and works were being broadcasted.

After the broadcast, Anna's appearance caused the atmosphere of the entire venue to reach a peak. She wore a red dress, and was as sexy as when Zhao Xi first saw her.

The two of them embraced each other, earning a lot of attention from the reporters.

"If I hadn't come to cheer you on, I don't know when I would have met you again. Girl, don't you have any conscience?"

Anna scolded Zhao Xi in a small voice that only two people could hear. When she received Zhao Xi's call, it was still in the middle of the night, but she seemed to have instantly sobered up. The person who had disappeared for so long had finally appeared.

"Too many things have happened during this period of time. I'll tell you when it's over."

The host used all the emotional words in front of the stage to describe the relationship between Anna and her teacher, while Zhao Xi and Anna quietly chatted at the back.

"I would like to ask, previously there was a report that said Teacher Anna helped Mr. Mo's fiancee design a wedding dress, but Zhao Xi and Mr. Mo were ex-boyfriend and girlfriend, does this matter not affect your relationship?"

After Anna appeared, the reporter who had restrained himself for a long time finally could not hold back and asked loudly. Following the voice of the first person, more questions were asked as well.

"Has Miss Zhao Xi and Mr. Fang Han broken up yet? "Why didn't Mr Fang Han come over to support us?"

"Where did Miss Zhao Xi disappear to before? Was the ring on Mr. Mo's finger because they were going to get married? What does Miss Zhao have to say to Mr. Mo? "

The situation went out of control.

"Today is the day that my studio is established. We will not answer questions that have nothing to do with the subject matter." Zhao Xi's gentle and clear voice came out from the microphone, but it did not stop the reporters from asking questions. Any random rumor about Mo Ziran would be priced sky-high, not to mention the words said by Zhao Xi, his ex-girlfriend that he had personally admitted to.

Suddenly, the reporters standing outside screamed and began taking photos crazily in one direction. Many of them noticed the abnormality and turned around to check as well.

In just a short few seconds, almost no one asked any questions on the stage, as almost everyone looked outside.

Puzzled, Zhao Xi and Anna walked forward. Relying on their advantage on the stage, they could easily see a train speeding over.

The convoy came to a sudden halt. The bodyguard got off the car first and lined up in two rows to prevent the reporters from getting close.

This scene was even more exaggerated than a superstar.

Zhao Xi understood who the person was almost instantly, no wonder the reporters seemed to have gone crazy.

Sun Gu opened the car door, revealing his slender legs to the crowd, following that was a handsome and perfect face.

No one spoke. It was extremely quiet, but everyone could clearly feel that the atmosphere had reached its peak.

Mo Ziran walked with steady steps, and the reporter consciously opened up a path for him.

He clearly didn't say anything, but he seemed to be the focus of everyone's attention.

Zhao Xi watched in astonishment as he walked up the stage, and locked her eyes on her.

Their eyes met.

The reporters had already begun rapidly recording and writing their work. There were even people who were in the process of making a call to apply for a live broadcast.

Everyone already understood that this was going to be the hottest topic of conversation this year!

Mo Ziran actually came to support his ex-girlfriend's press conference?

"Mr. Mo came here to support us? Didn't Mr. Mo and Miss Zhao already part?

"Does Mr. Mo have anything to say? Who is the other owner of the storage ring Mr. Mo is wearing? "

Amidst the fanaticism of the reporters, Zhao Xi felt a little dizzy: "Why did you come over?"

She had spied on Mo Ziran before, and he clearly said that he had something to attend to today.

Mo Ziran stood there arrogantly, his well-tailored suit made him look even more handsome: "Have you started pouring the champagne?"

Zhao Xi was slightly taken aback: "Not yet."

Mo Ziran nodded in satisfaction, and turned to Sara: "Pour the champagne."

"Ah?" "Yes …" Sara almost instinctively went to someone to open the champagne. Her mind was blank.

Mo Ziran pulled Zhao Xi's hand and walked to the front of the Champagne Tower while handing the opened champagne to Zhao Xi with one hand. At the same time, he also held her own hand and slowly poured the champagne into the Champagne Tower.

Throwing away the champagne bottle, Mo Ziran turned his head and kissed Zhao Xi on the lips. The reporter immediately erupted and quickly captured the scene.

The moment Zhao Xi reacted, she immediately looked at Mo Ziran with grief.

"Why?" Mo Ziran was puzzled by her gaze.

"..." Their story tomorrow will definitely be a reunion between you and me. "

Who would still remember her press conference?!

What's more, was Mo Ziran here to support the battle or to disrupt the situation?

The press conference had yet to be completed, so how did he bring them directly into the final champagne ceremony?

"Isn't that fine?"

Mo Ziran didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it at all.

In the future, if anyone dared to mention her name together with Fang Han's, then don't blame him for having a bad temper!

"…"

Is this okay? What's good?

Mo Ziran treated Zhao Xi's gaze as a compliment and kissed her again with a smile. After that, she turned around and left, leaving all the questions on the reporter's list behind.

Sara held her chest and took a deep breath, opening her eyes wide. "My god! How could he be so handsome! Every time he sees the President Mo, he will always be able to create a new height for himself! "

"…"

She just wanted to shout out that this was her press conference!

How can even Sara get off the subject?!

That night, the news of Mo Ziran and his reunion took over all the channels at the speed of lightning, and all the newspapers on the second day had this news without exception.

Seeing that all of the comments on the web site were from Mo Ziran's very handsome turtledove, Zhao Xi let out a long sigh. No one paid any attention to the matter of her studio opening.

When Mo Ziran heard her sigh, he also came over to take a look. All of the comments on the website were: "Mo Ziran is too handsome! It's even more handsome than before! "

"How can he be this handsome!?" "Collect, collect, collect, collect!"

"Upstairs + 1!"

He nodded in satisfaction. "Good eye."

"…"

Zhao Xi felt sad when she saw her picture placed in a small corner by all the media. Just whose studio were they here for?

If not for the background of Mo Ziran's photo and the background of the studio, Zhao Xi would probably have smashed her computer out of anger.

"Don't worry, as long as you behave, I like you the most." Mo Ziran helped Zhao Xi pour a cup of water in front of her, with a very benevolent tone.

"… …." Mo Ziran, from now on, you better get ten kilometers away from my studio. "

Although they had also thought that there would be a scandal, they definitely hadn't expected that it would be a report of a fight to the death!

"Don't even think about it, unless you lock up that studio and accompany me to eat." How long had it been since either of them had gone out to dinner?

Mo Ziran kept the documents and pulled Zhao Xi up. He casually took out her hat and put it on: "In the future, no matter how busy you are, you must take time out of your work to accompany me. Do you know that?"

"…"

This tone was like that of an abandoned married woman.

No matter how busy her studio was, could she still be as busy as Mo Ziran's company?

"Got it."

He didn't know if it was a coincidence or not, but after looking through so many comments and reports, Zhao Xi still didn't see any negative news about her. The media wouldn't be so kind, they must have grabbed onto the selling point to be merciless.

On the other side of the ocean, in a spacious and bright study room, there was a computer placed on the desk. On the screen, there were news about Zhao Xi and her daughter.

A handsome young man was swiping his mouse, his eyes reflecting the light of the screen.

They had actually made up again.

He took out his phone and made a call. Then, he whispered to the person on the other side of the phone, "Help me book a plane ticket back to China …" The sooner the better. "

In a design sensitive studio in the center of the city, from the hanging lights on the walls to the workbench, all of them had been finished.

"Big Sister Xi, we've received a large order, do you want to know who it is?" Sara mysteriously moved closer to Zhao Xi, holding a thick stack of documents in her hands.

Zhao Xi looked at her twice, "Your expression makes me uneasy."

"Little Sister Xi, take a guess!" Sara anxiously repeated, making an exaggerated gesture, "It's very big, very big. Guess how big it is."

"…"

How big is a lot?

Zhao Xi muttered to herself for a moment, and asked with uncertainty: "Do I know him?"

"Yes, very familiar." Sara was almost sprawled on the table, the excitement on her face turning to gossip.

"… …." Could it be Mo Ziran? If it's him, then push it away. " Right now, she was already bearing the title of being a rich person. If she continued to take his list, it would only make people curse even more.

Hearing her words, Sara's excitement turned into a struggle, "But … President Mo said that if you do not accept his cooperation, he will personally come to negotiate with you … "

"…"

There was even a threat?

Zhao Xi took the contract and read through it roughly. It was to work with his company, C ampD Enterprise, and this was a pretty good place to start. As long as she could achieve good results here, her reputation and strength would definitely improve by a lot.

The terms of the contract were normal, even the share of the profits were not given to her. If one took Mo Ziran's own factors into consideration, this contract was truly quite attractive.