A group of reporters gathered around the entrance of the business building. They all carried cameras and microphones and crowded in frantically, fearing that they would miss the best interview position.
The people who were originally very lively gradually became silent as time went by, quietly waiting for the two protagonists of this press conference.
Ye Chen had already arrived at a hotel near the business building, standing by the window and looking downstairs silently.
Ten minutes later, a row of cars slowly drove over, and the reporters present instantly became agitated!
"Who's coming?"
"This motorcade is really impressive! I just don't know if it's Morning Food or Wahaha."
"Quick, quick, don't block me, I want to take a picture of who gets out of the car!"
Some reporters rushed inside as if they had seen prey.
Some reporters outside looked inside and said to the camera: "Hello, audience friends, just like the situation in front of everyone, one of Wahaha and Qingchen Food has already arrived at the scene in advance. According to what the two companies previously disclosed to the outside world,
Rumors, the theme of this press conference is peace negotiation!"
"The food war that has lasted for several months will come to an end today. However, we are not sure yet who owns this convoy. Let us take a closer look."
After the reporter finished speaking, the cameraman hurriedly pointed the best camera at the motorcade. The motorcade slowly drove to a stop in front of the business building. Almost at the same time, the drivers of all the vehicles walked out of the car.
Immediately afterwards, these drivers all opened the door of the car, and then all the executives in suits and ties in the car walked down.
The last person to appear was Mr. Zong, with a group of people protecting him and a group of people clearing the way in front.
"Hello Mr. Zong, may I ask, for what purpose are Wahaha and Qingchen Food preparing to negotiate peace?"
"Does this peace negotiation represent a defeat in this competition?"
“The visible advantages of early morning food this time are very great, why are you suddenly willing to negotiate for peace?
Did Wahaha offer a concession that the other party could not refuse?"
"Mr. Zong, as a powerful entrepreneur in recent years, you were suddenly beaten up by the chairman of Qingchen Foods. How do you feel?"
"Mr. Zong, can you tell me what you are thinking now?"
A group of people squeezed in from three levels outside, with various cameras and microphones being passed inside. Fortunately, Mr. Zong’s security was very powerful. Even if there was chaos outside, it did not affect the Zong in the innermost circle.
total.
Seeing this scene, the reporter outside the crowd continued to report: "Everyone in the audience has seen it. The person who just entered is the chairman of Wahaha, Mr. Zong! But Mr. Zong said nothing at this time and ignored our inquiries.
But it doesn’t matter, I believe that when the two families come out, they will give us a satisfactory explanation."
Soon, Mr. Zong walked into the business building.
No matter how talented these reporters are, they will never be able to enter the business building.
A group of people stayed here for a long time, but in the end no questions were asked, and the other party was allowed to enter the building smoothly. The reporters outside were a little annoyed for a while.
They began to reflect one after another. Since they have let the people from Wahaha escape, they must not let the people from Morning Food escape again!
For a while, this group of people began to discuss countermeasures and formed a new human wall, with some tall reporters in the middle.
They have already thought about it, a group of people are just here to share information, and if they don't ask something from the mouths of the early morning food people, they will never let these people leave.
They are not afraid of the early-morning food security guards, because no matter how powerful these security guards are, they cannot attack reporters here. Otherwise, if the reputation spreads, the company's image will be completely lost.
Ye Chen saw all this from upstairs and turned around and said, "Let's go, they are waiting for us downstairs!"
A few minutes later, before Ye Chen arrived, the roar of sports cars rang out. Everyone turned around and saw more than a dozen colorful sports cars driving in from outside. The people in the cars were young people with dyed hair who looked like
They're a bunch of street kids.
Everyone looked at each other.
"What's going on, is this the morning food guy?"
"It feels impossible. This doesn't look like a business elite. If this were my son, I would break his legs."
"I don't know. Let's take a photo. Maybe it's true. I heard that the chairman of Qingchen Food is very young, only twenty-three years old."
Suspicion was written on everyone's faces, but they still slapped each other.
It's just that this exaggerated style really has nothing to do with business.
After the sports cars came to a stop, Jiang Feng walked down in a swaggering manner. Looking at a bunch of microphones and cameras facing him, he suddenly felt a little frightened.
Are you already so eye-catching in Hangzhou now?
I just came out to beat someone, there is no need for such a big pomp!
"Brother Feng, why did you find this reporter?"
Jiang Feng's younger brother asked with some fear.
"Yes, Brother Feng, is this matter such a big deal?
If this is stabbed above, I'm afraid it will lead to trouble?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Did Brother Feng find this?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Feng must have sent him here. He wants to take a picture of the boy's humiliation and put it in the newspaper!"
Jiang Feng's face darkened: "Am I fucking sick?
I stabbed someone and took pictures, am I going to surrender?"
While these people were chattering and discussing, these reporters had already begun to ask: "Are you Ye Chen, the chairman of Qingchen Food?"
"No, you have found the wrong person!"
Jiang Feng directly denied it and then stepped aside.
He came here to stab someone today, and he didn't want to mess with anyone else.
Just when everyone was disappointed, more than 40 Mercedes-Benz cars drove towards this direction at a very slow speed, just to allow these reporters to take pictures clearly.
Then the motorcade stopped at the entrance of the business building. It was not a parking space, but no one dared to say anything.
After the car stopped, several security guards in black got out of each car, wearing the same clothes and wearing sunglasses. All of them were over 1.8 meters tall. If nothing else, just this imposing manner was enough.
It makes people feel very oppressive.
Jiang Feng and others looked a little confused.
"Brother Feng, will that guy really come here?
Look at what's going on today, I heard that the chairman of Wahaha and Qingchen Food are coming here!"
"That's right, on such a serious occasion today, what is that guy doing here?
Picking up trash?”
"Is it possible that he came here to pick up trash?
There are so many people here today, so a lot of water bottles should be thrown away!"
"Yes, yes, that's definitely the case. That guy must be here to pick up trash!"
Jiang Feng also nodded. He also felt that when Ye Chen came here today, he would definitely come to pick up empty bottles, otherwise today's occasion would not be justified!