In S city, no one knows Shang Haotian's character.
As long as it is what he wants, he must get it, otherwise it will be destroyed!
And he has the backing of Shangze Company, a well-known listed company in S city, which makes him even more confident.
In front of me, whether she is the long-missing Ye Jinghan or the supermodel Cynthia, if she offends him like this, the consequences may be unpredictable!
The guest shook his head regretfully and sweated for her.
Bo Jinghan dusted off his skirt: "What are you doing standing there? Fiona, you don't want me to postpone the press conference!"
"Ah? Oh——"
With a sudden slap on the head, Fiona returned to her usual shrewd and capable nature, smiled apologetically at Jinghan Bo, and quickly followed him.
Passing in front of Shang Haotian, she didn't forget to kick him hard between the legs.
Everyone held their breath, stared, and looked at Shang Haotian, who was lying on the ground with his hands on his body, his anus tightened, and his lower body tensed.
"Cynthia, what about the car?"
Passing through the crowd, Fiona approached Bo Jinghan and asked quietly.
"Leave it there, the insurance company will take care of it later." Turning his eyes, Jinghan Bo looked at the agent lazily and said indifferently: "Fiona, please pay close attention to the wedding scene in the new product promotional video.
.If the crew dares to make my wedding look like this, they will just overthrow the props team!"
After she finished speaking, she could only be heard muttering in a low voice: "It's neither Chinese nor foreign, it's tacky!"
Fiona responded solemnly, but upon hearing the second half of the sentence, she burst out laughing again.
In the blink of an eye, she saw the figure next to her and realized that this little ancestor was not talking about business with her, but was deliberately making fun of the guests who were in the mood for gossip! She probably waited until the bride woke up.
After hearing these words, I can be stunned again!
The whine of the ambulance came from not far away.
Bo Jinghan walked out without squinting.
The reporters who were surrounded by security guards suddenly swarmed forward with their eyes shining brightly, scrambling to ask questions——
"I heard that Bo's Enterprise has created a brand tailored for Miss Cynthia and it will be launched in the near future. How does Miss Cynthia feel about this?"
"Cynthia, you are only 22 years old and have appeared on the world's top catwalk show. Is it a gift of talent or an unspoken rule in the industry?"
"Excuse me, Miss Cynthia, why don't you like being interviewed, and you are not even allowed to publish a photo? Is it because of Mr. Bo Junchen's selfish desires?"
…
In front of the flash.
Bo Jinghan smiled and took his time.
She seemed to be born with an aura that was inviolable and very oppressive. It was as if the queen had arrived and the media reporters were under a spell. They made way for her and watched her pass by without forgetting.
blocked.
When she walked out of the encirclement, Bo Jinghan stopped.
Her long, curly black hair rippled gently on her back, setting off her snow-white skin and contrasting sharply with her red dress.
In the sun, it is particularly dazzling.
The reporters behind him opened their eyes wide and looked at Bo Jinghan who turned around slowly.
Her unruly brows and eyes were unusually cold, but her eyes, as dark as the night, shone with a compelling brilliance.
Four words quickly flashed through the reporter's mind - overwhelming the audience!
"I don't like others snooping into my privacy. This is the answer!" He held his sunglasses and glanced at the reporter with a cool gaze. A touch of arrogance flashed through his eyes: "Of course, I can't stop you from digging for news. But I hope you will uphold the principle.
Follow the professional ethics that journalists should have and make true reports. Instead of being a prostitute who only makes baseless speculations!"
The reporters looked at each other with their mouths half-opened in astonishment.
At this moment, a harsh voice roared through the crowd: "Oh, what a grand style! Then let me ask you, why did you come to this hotel? You didn't come to the wedding intentionally to cause trouble. You can't. What kind of wild man would come?
Let’s go!” No one in S City knows Shang Haotian’s character.
As long as it is what he wants, he must get it, otherwise it will be destroyed!
And he has the backing of Shangze Company, a well-known listed company in S city, which makes him even more confident.
In front of me, whether she is the long-missing Ye Jinghan or the supermodel Cynthia, if she offends him like this, the consequences may be unpredictable!
The guest shook his head regretfully and sweated for her.
Bo Jinghan dusted off his skirt: "What are you doing standing there? Fiona, you don't want me to postpone the press conference!"
"Ah? Oh——"
With a sudden slap on the head, Fiona returned to her usual shrewd and capable nature, smiled apologetically at Jinghan Bo, and quickly followed him.
Passing in front of Shang Haotian, she didn't forget to kick him hard between the legs.
Everyone held their breath, stared, and looked at Shang Haotian, who was lying on the ground with his hands on his body, his anus tightened, and his lower body tensed.
"Cynthia, what about the car?"
Passing through the crowd, Fiona approached Bo Jinghan and asked quietly.
"Leave it there, the insurance company will take care of it later." Turning his eyes, Jinghan Bo looked at the agent lazily and said indifferently: "Fiona, please pay close attention to the wedding scene in the new product promotional video.
.If the crew dares to make my wedding look like this, they will just overthrow the props team!"
After she finished speaking, she could only be heard muttering in a low voice: "It's neither Chinese nor foreign, it's tacky!"
Fiona responded solemnly, but upon hearing the second half of the sentence, she burst out laughing again.
In the blink of an eye, she saw the figure next to her and realized that this little ancestor was not talking about business with her, but was deliberately making fun of the guests who were in the mood for gossip! She probably waited until the bride woke up.
After hearing these words, I can be stunned again!
The whine of the ambulance came from not far away.
Bo Jinghan walked out without squinting.
The reporters who were surrounded by security guards suddenly swarmed forward with their eyes shining brightly, scrambling to ask questions——
"I heard that Bo's Enterprise has created a brand tailored for Miss Cynthia and it will be launched in the near future. How does Miss Cynthia feel about this?"
"Cynthia, you are only 22 years old and have appeared on the world's top catwalk show. Is it a gift of talent or an unspoken rule in the industry?"
"Excuse me, Miss Cynthia, why don't you like being interviewed, and you are not even allowed to publish a photo? Is it because of Mr. Bo Junchen's selfish desires?"
…
In front of the flash.
Bo Jinghan smiled and took his time.
She seemed to be born with an aura that was inviolable and very oppressive. It was as if the queen had arrived and the media reporters were under a spell. They made way for her and watched her pass by without forgetting.
blocked.
When she walked out of the encirclement, Bo Jinghan stopped.
Her long, curly black hair rippled gently on her back, setting off her snow-white skin and contrasting sharply with her red dress.
In the sun, it is particularly dazzling.
The reporters behind him opened their eyes wide and looked at Bo Jinghan who turned around slowly.
Her unruly brows and eyes were unusually cold, but her eyes, as dark as the night, shone with a compelling brilliance.
Four words quickly flashed through the reporter's mind - overwhelming the audience!
"I don't like others snooping into my privacy. This is the answer!" He held his sunglasses and glanced at the reporter with a cool gaze. A touch of arrogance flashed through his eyes: "Of course, I can't stop you from digging for news. But I hope you will uphold the principle.
Follow the professional ethics that journalists should have and make true reports. Instead of being a prostitute who only makes baseless speculations!"
The reporters looked at each other with their mouths half-opened in astonishment.
At this moment, a harsh voice roared through the crowd: "Oh, what a grand style! Then let me ask you, why did you come to this hotel? You didn't come to the wedding intentionally to cause trouble. You can't. What kind of wild man would come?
