C135 Zhang Chen

Lin Weiwei and I made our decision, and instructed Xi Si and Sixi to stay comfortably in the hotel together for the whole morning. The four of them had nothing to do, so they polished some of the details of the "protective umbrella" security program and planted the starting icon of the small cap, waiting for me to give it to the Cheng Lao tomorrow.

Right now, the busiest one was that trashy Tao Lang.

When the few of us turned on the television in the hotel, we could see the live broadcast: the hotel lobby was filled with people carrying short guns, carrying cameras, squeezing forward one by one; they were all crowded in the direction where Tao Lang was standing. The television station wrote a line of words under Tao Lang's body with an extremely eye-catching title.

To tell the truth, I had the impression that this guy was a good reporter besides being a mechanic; he seemed to have an innate exposure, and he was not nervous about the reporters and the microphones sticking in his nostrils and his mouth. On the contrary, he was enjoying himself.

The reporters crowded around Tao Lang were like bees flapping their wings, buzzing and asking questions all around:

"Hello! May I ask if Small Bottle Cover Company, the founder of the Small Bottle Cover Company is at his hotel?

"Hello over here, look over here, I am from Beijing News, for today's competition of the top eight, the organization committee will directly announce the promotion of the small cap and the IT Association's President Wang will announce the award of the Small Bottle Cover Company's Special Honor Award!" This award had never appeared before, and the competition was not over yet. Just because of this award, Small Bottle Cover Company was given the qualifications to participate in the international competition. "Please answer, thank you!"

"This way, this way, sir!" Handsome brother, I am from Business Newspaper. They said that it was the Small Bottle Cover Company's own products that helped him resist the invasion of the Foreign hackers successfully. They were called "protective umbrellas" to be arranged to be placed in each of the key areas of the Chinese internet managed by the Office of Information Supervision. Was this true? Would this product, called the 'protective umbrella', be listed on the civilian market? "What is the price like?"

"F * * k your mother, you squeezed your way over to me!"

"You're the one who squeezed in with me. Which newspaper do you believe in? I'll sue you for slander!"

The reporters roared out questions at each other. Some of their colleagues even started to make a ruckus. The scene was exceptionally explosive. No matter who it was, they would want to get their hands on the information first.

However, even if they were excited, and shouted questions at Tao Lang, Tao Lang would pretend not to hear them. He kept acting coquettishly, allowing the media to film him until they had enough and when they were all sick and unwilling to film him, Tao Lang then straightened up and cleared his throat, "Cough cough!"

When the media friends saw Tao Lang's state, they all thought that he was probably cursing in his heart, "Damn it, this bastard has been doing this for so long, he's finally going to answer some serious questions." One by one, they raised up all the stuff in their hands and aimed them at Tao Lang. The reporters all stared at Tao Lang with widened eyes, hoping that he would say something.

Tao Lang smiled and said flirtatiously: "I'm sorry, I have nothing to say."

Fortunately, a hotel security guard managed to save Tao Lang and pushed him out of the room. Only by closing the door did he manage to stop the reporters from wanting to beat up.

"That brat Tao Lang." I sat in front of the television and watched this scene, smiling as I shook my head; not long after, Tao Lang who was on the television knocked on the door while panting heavily as he walked in.

As soon as he entered, he picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table, opened it and gulped down the water in his throat, letting out a refreshing "Ah!" He then shook his eyebrows, smiled, and said to me, "This is great!"

"Will it be fun to drink, or will it be fun to be surrounded by reporters?" Lin Weiwei smiled as she asked.

"Everyone is satisfied." Tao Lang snickered, looked at Xi Si and Sixi who were at the side, and said: "This limelight is great, why don't the two of you go try it out?"

"Alright!" Little fatty was jumping and jumping as if he really wanted to rush out, so his senior brother Xi Si hurriedly stretched his hand out and pressed Little fatty's head back down.

Xi Si shook his head with a serious face and said seriously to the Four Great Little fatty s: "Junior Brother, have you forgotten that my master is your senior uncle's teachings? A person who practices Buddhism should stay far away from the busy city in order to calm his mind and rest. "

"Fine." Little fatty Four Xi spoke with his hands clasped in front of his chest, as if he was listening to something. "Four Xi, I will follow Senior Brother's teachings. "But Senior Brother, I'm hungry."

"I'm a bit hungry too." Lin Weiwei also stood up from the bed, she turned and looked at me: "I'll bring them to the kitchen to have a look, the two family members don't know what to eat and what not, what you want to eat, I'll bring some up for you. With so many reporters surrounding us, it would probably be inconvenient for us to eat outside. "

"Whatever." I'm not picky with food. Lin Weiwei nodded his head and led them out the room. Tao Lang liked to join in the fun, so he followed along as well; five minutes after they left, my phone started buzzing in my pocket. One phone vibrated, but the key point was that both phones started vibrating crazily.

I took it out and saw that one was an unfamiliar number, I don't know who it was, and the other was Li Xinai. I thought that the unfamiliar number was probably the reporter who found out about my Phone Number, so he turned his back and left it on the table. He then picked up Li Xinai's call: "Hello?"

"Sure, you didn't even tell me such a big news and I actually found out even later than the media." The moment Li Xinai picked up the phone, an extremely relaxed voice came out from the other side of the phone. It was filled with happiness and joy: "I heard that Li Zecheng has automatically left the competition?"

"Yes, he brought this upon himself." I replied smilingly, "Don't worry. Everything is under my control. But you have to be careful, Li Lianghu and Li Zecheng are not easy to deal with, they will not let this matter rest. "

"The same goes for you. Right now, you're the darling of the media, so I'm guessing that protective umbrella of yours will become a celebrity product?" I have to congratulate you here first, but I still have to remind you to be careful of the Xu father and son, these two people will not rest. " I reminded Li Xinai, and Li Xinai reminded me back.

I smiled and confidently said, "They won't give up? Hehe, the person who will never stop should be me. Oh right, you called me, it can't be just to say a word of congratulations, right? " In my opinion, Li Xinai is not that idle of a person, especially towards me. Every time she looks for me, isn't there something wrong?

Li Xinai who was on the other side of the phone remained silent for a few seconds, and in that moment I almost suspected that the phone was dead. When I saw that the phone was still ringing, I asked curiously: "Hello?"

"No matter what, you are still my fake boyfriend. I am holding a deployment meeting at the company and Li Lianghu is also in the conference room. Can't I give you a call that doesn't require anything? If it's inconvenient for you, I'll hang up first. " Li Xinai's last sentence was filled with anger.

"Bang, bang, bang." At this moment, knocking sounds came from outside of the room. My heart thumped, thinking, could it be Lin Weiwei? The thing between Li Xinai and I is too complicated, I have yet to think of how to confess to Weiwei, and it's better if I don't let Weiwei know about it so abruptly. Thinking about it, I hurriedly replied Li Xinai who was on the phone, "Un, alright, then you can hold the meeting, I won't disturb you any longer."

"…" The other side of the phone went silent, then Li Xinai decisively hung up. There was clearly no sound, but I couldn't help but think in my head of how Li Xinai had pressed down the button in anger.

I shook my head, dispersing the images in my mind, and hurriedly pretended that nothing happened as I walked over to open the door of the hotel. When I saw, I was stunned, the one who was standing outside the house was not Lin Weiwei, but a young girl that I did not recognize.

She was dressed as a waiter, with a plain face and a ponytail. She wore a pair of black-framed glasses that covered some of the freckles on her face. This girl wasn't beautiful, but she was clean and clean. Her big eyes stared straight at me, giving people a feeling that she was full of energy!

"Eh?" "I didn't call the hotel service, did Weiwei ask you to come and find me?" I asked doubtfully, because the moment she opened the door, she stared straight at me, as if I was the shiny diamond ring that all girls like.

"Are you Jiang Xiaofo, Director Jiang?" The girl didn't answer any of my questions. Instead, she asked me one.

"I am." I nodded, looking at her warily, for I had a vague feeling that her real identity had nothing to do with the hotel maid's outfit she was wearing.

From her pocket, she took out a work permit and placed it in front of me. She quickened her speech and spoke out loud with a smile, "Hello, I am Zhang Chen, China Merchant Newspaper's intern journalist. I hope to have the chance to interact with you, Director Jiang."

At the mention of being a reporter, I couldn't help but frown. Right now, I wouldn't say a single word to any of the reporters. I smiled and replied in a polite tone, "I'm sorry, but it's not convenient right now. I will choose to hold the press conference. When the time comes, you and your colleagues will be able to participate."

I stepped back and reached for the door.

"Pah!" Zhang Chen immediately stuck out a foot and stopped it between the door frame and the door, preventing me from closing, and shouted with an unwilling tone: "Director Jiang, you are also a student who just graduated, to create a Small Bottle Cover Company only to be struck by attacks and retaliation from the Xu Family at every corner. First there are the OM Company's matters, then there are the industry's incidents!

It is not easy for you to reach this stage in such an environment. I am also a student who just graduated, and I am determined to make a career for myself in the media industry. I am sure that you are my idol and will also be a great person who started my career! "I think you also want to have your own power in the media industry. In a business war, if there is no power in the media, public opinion will lose the war and the business war will lose half!"

Zhang Chen spoke very quickly, but what she said attracted my attention. No matter what, this woman was really different from the other reporters, she did not look too good, but she had real ability. She had ambitions, and I was indeed able to help her.

I opened the door and calmly looked at her. "You've at least succeeded in persuading me to give you some time. Come in and let's chat."

Seeing that I was willing to invite her in for a chat, Zhang Chen was overjoyed, and immediately dove in. "Director Jiang, I knew that you would not reject me, I have long heard that you are a good person, so it turns out that you often do good deeds in university."

I had only met her for less than five minutes, and there was no awkwardness between strangers, so I replied calmly, "You know a lot. You know my university, so sit down and talk."

"Of course, I went to your university last night. Yesterday, oh, no, it should be said that I got on a plane and flew back to Beijing at midnight this morning." Zhang Chen said while smiling at me.

Hearing her words, I was stunned and asked subconsciously, "You haven't slept for the whole night?"

Hehe, Director Jiang won't hide it from you, I already have a premonition that this is my chance to make a comeback in the media world after what happened yesterday. I don't want to be like other people, I just graduated and I want to improve my qualifications, but in the end, I became an old fox instead. Zhang Chen let out a long breath and hurriedly took out a book and pen from his bag. He sat down on a sofa in front of the bed with me and asked me with a smile: "Then, Director Jiang, can I ask you a question?"