Just like a taboo, although it is curious to many people, few people dare to touch it because it is a taboo.
Now, I didn’t expect someone to ask, and it was so straightforward!
Many people looked at the questioner with some sympathy.
But the young boy, who was fearless that day, didn't realize it, and stretched his neck to look at the stage, with a trace of expectation and a bit of provocation in his eyes.
Bo Junchen frowned and glanced towards the interview area.
There was a hidden wave in his eyes, almost as if he was going to have an attack right now.
Bo Jinghan pinched him in time, shook his arm in a gesture, raised his head and said silently to him: "Leave it to me, okay?"
Don’t wait for Bo Junchen to answer.thia!”
Fiona screamed weakly, and Fiona, who was hiding behind the scenes, subconsciously wanted to rush out.
Lin Moxun stretched out his hand and grabbed her: "Miss Bo, she has her own opinion! Fiona, you... what happened to you today?"
Why is she different from her usual self?
…
The hem of the skirt swayed slightly with the steps.
Under the light, Bo Jinghan walked off the stage leisurely and elegantly, as if walking in the forest, and approached the interview area facing the flashlight.
"You asked, huh?"
Passing through the crowd, Bo Jinghan stood in the center of the interview area.
The reporters all around stared at her with wide eyes.
Without even blinking.
It seems that a piece of super news will be lost in the blink of an eye.
"You are very brave. You dare to ask questions that they don't dare to ask."
The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a bright smile appeared on her beautiful face, like the sunshine in winter, bright and dazzling. thia!" After swallowing her dry mouth, the reporter who asked the question raised his head and straightened his chest and looked directly at her: "More than that,
I would also like to ask you, apart from the unspoken rules of the industry, do you also take other jobs? That is, a very popular term nowadays - peripheral!"
The reporters around him almost had their eyes popped out.
The look in his eyes as he looked at the reporter who asked the question changed again and again.
——Has this guy’s head been filled with water or stepped on by a chicken?! You dare to ask this kind of question, you’re looking for death!
"Ha," he sneered.
Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked coldly at the reporter, whose back was straight.
His eyes flashed.
The next second, Bo Jinghan pulled off his work ID and threw it at the bodyguard beside him: "This is fake, go check his true identity!"
"Why do you-"
"Based on your inconsistent questions." With his sharp light gone, Bo Jinghan said with a sarcastic smile: "Reporters with brains asked me one second before the meeting if I was being taken care of by Bo Junchen, and the next second asked me if I should be treated as a peripheral.
?! Or do you think that if Bo Junchen marries a woman, he will share it with other men?"
"Then you can't say I'm fake!"
"Hey, I didn't say you were fake, I just said your identity was fake."
After a pause, she raised her other hand and spread her palm.
A check that was bunched up was exposed.
"This..." The man's face changed.
He subconsciously wanted to reach out, but Bao Jinghan clenched his fist again.
"I picked it up. Do you want me to remind you where you were and what you heard?"
Looking at the frozen man in front of him, Bo Jinghan's voice was cold and full of momentum: "Who are you? I'm not interested in knowing. The whole process of your transaction is on the surveillance camera, and you can't escape. As for the check, I can return it to you. After all,
It’s the result of your efforts to disrupt the press conference. But not now, but go to the police station later and ask the police to return it to you!”
