The Long-awaited Mr Han

3055-Sword

He groaned for a while and made a "hissing" inhalation sound, and asked Mu Chengfeng, "Will that be the one being pursued now?"

Mu Chengfeng touched his chin and thought: "It's not impossible, but it's against our president's EQ. Even if he really has the object of pursuit, can he not discuss ideas with others?"

Don't use his versatile assistant, who else can Wei Zhiqian ask?

"..." Lian Zhongxiang twitched. He whispered, "It's okay if you say the president like that?"

Mu Chengfeng: "..."

"What did I say? I didn't say anything." Mu Chengfeng yelled in denial.

Never admit that he said that Wei Zhiqian has a low emotional quotient.

Here, because I didn't know that I was in the mouth of my general manager and assistant, I had been discussed for a while.

He answered Wei Wucai's call. "Yo, Xiaocai, why are you thinking of calling Brother?"

Wei Wucai felt deeply that he couldn't take the title of "Xiaocai".

"Brother," Wei Wucai called.

Wei Zhiqian: "..."

Suddenly I don't know what to do.

It's rare that Wei Wucai called his elder brother so obediently that he didn't need to mention it at all.

Really obedient like this, Wei Zhiqian was rather unaccustomed.

"Cough." Wei Zhiqian coughed unaccustomedly, "Xiao Cai, you rarely find me, what's the matter?"

"There is something I want to ask for your help," Wei Wucai said. "It's not a big thing, but you really have to."

"Don't say it's a trivial matter, even if it's a major matter, I have to help." Wei Zhiqian said immediately.

Especially Wei Wucai usually won't ask him for help.

Rarely come here once, and Wei Zhiqian has to help with everything.

Therefore, before hearing what Wu Wucai said, it was agreed.

"On Weibo ..." Wei Wucai suddenly didn't know how to explain.

Pause for a while.

Wei Zhiqian waited patiently.

Wei Wucai didn't hesitate long.

After a while, he said, "Did you read the news last night?"

"What's the news?" Wei Zhiqian just asked, and suddenly thought, "Is that the one you and Yan Yiqing were photographed?"

Wei Wucai did not expect that Wei Zhiqian was so busy that he was quite concerned about these entertainment gossips.

"Well." Wei Wucai nodded, "Unfortunately, at noon today, my face was also captured by the reporter."

"Huh?" Wei Zhiqian was very skeptical.

With Wei Wucai's ability, if he doesn't want to, what can a reporter do?

Ordinary people may not escape the siege of journalists.

But compared with Wei Zhiqian, those reporters are obviously a group of black people.

"Why would you ask the reporter to take a positive face?" Wei Zhiqian's tone was full of doubts. "It's not your intention!"

Wei Wucai: "..."

"How could it be," Wei Wucai said solemnly with open eyes, "just not paying attention for a moment."

Wei Zhiqian raised an eyebrow and asked: "Then you want me to come down and press down the photo? But anyway, even if the photo is exposed, no one knows you. After all, you have very tight protection of your personal information. Now online I can't find your information. "

"That's not the case. The photos have been sent out by reporters." Wei Wucai mentioned this and was very disgusted. "But they are so useless that they can't even find out who I am. Only a few photos have been sent out. Use? Netizens can see nothing but know that I look good. "

(End of this chapter)