Seven or eight reporters asked her questions about her answer.
"Then I would like to ask if Tian Jing intends to marry Yuan Yuan?"
Although Cheng Yanke was displeased, he kept pursed his lips and kept silent. If Jing Zhenya wasn't famous, someone might have arranged it deliberately.
The project that Yuan Yuan and Tianjing are cooperating is expected to be completed by the end of the year. They just went to City B as partners to discuss investment matters. How come the two companies were involved in a marriage in just three days?
And even the matter of old sesame and rotten millet was dug out.
With a cold face, he didn't even look at the reporters who were holding microphones at him and Jing Zhenya. He looked away, and the petite figure opposite him seemed to attract his gaze with magnetism.
Pei Ruomian put the eyepiece on the bridge of his nose, raised his chin and looked at the man and woman opposite who were surrounded by reporters, with his hands folded across his chest.
Seeing the man opposite her looking towards her, she raised the corners of her mouth with a touch of sarcasm, which also contained a hint of playfulness.
Cheng Yanke originally thought he was cute when he looked at her, but when he glanced at Xia Qihang, he was reminded of what Pei Ruomian said that day in the hospital, "You are more suitable than him."
His face immediately sank, he withdrew his gaze, and glanced at all the reporters with an angry expression.
The reporters all sighed in their hearts: Oh my goodness, Mr. Cheng, you are finally willing to give me a look.
"Are we in remote financial crisis? Is Tim King's business failing? Do we need marriage to solve the problem?"
Three rhetorical questions were asked in a row, and the reporters stared blankly, not knowing what questions to ask again.
"The marriage, and the rumor that Miss Jing has always been in love with me, are all false. Please don't make random reports. The Jingcheng project jointly owned by us and Tianjing is expected to be completed by the end of the year. We have been busy with investment promotion recently. We were very tired just after getting off the plane.
, please forgive me."
Cheng Shenke said very politely, and after speaking, he walked out from the crowd of reporters, leaving Jing Zhenya several steps behind.
Jing Zhenya was slightly stunned after hearing Cheng Shenke's words. His words made their relationship very clear and there was no trace.
If he really explained the topic in a positive way, he would still be able to give people the guess that there was no silver in this place. He said, "There is nothing", which made her heart suddenly sink.
How could it be that her love for him all these years was a "nothing"? She had admired him since college. Although he later got married and they didn't have much contact, it didn't mean that she had forgotten him.
Her answer to the reporter just now was equivalent to an indirect confession to him. Unexpectedly, he still refused like before, giving no hope.
He tightened his fingers and then slowly loosened them, seeing Cheng Shenke walking further and further away, his aloof back still the same as before.
When she saw his back like this, she gave up, thinking that none of the girls around him could catch his eye.
Unexpectedly, Lin Wei did it.
Thinking of Lin Wei, she took a step forward and rushed towards Cheng Shenke's back. She only slowed down when she reached his side.
"Sang Ke, don't pay attention to what those reporters say."
"I didn't care." Cheng Shenke put his hands in his trousers pockets and walked calmly to the door. The male assistant beside him helped him carry his bag and dragged his small suitcase.
Behind such a boss, he never says a word. When the boss is happy, he smiles along with him. When the boss is unhappy, he doesn't even dare to show any expression on his face, such as now.
Today's reporters are most likely arranged by Jing Zhenya.
