Hunting for Beauty

Being able to obediently refuse to answer the questions raised by many reporters without embarrassing the other party, this four-character mantra is really suitable for this kind of occasion.

A few minutes later, after Xu Wenbin cleared the way, Ren Xiaoyao walked out of Binsheng Building with Qiaoyun on his arm and got into the Mercedes-Benz parked at the door. After a burst of car exhaust, he left behind these flies-like annoying reporters and drove away.

Inside the Mercedes-Benz car, Qiao Yun turned on her laptop, pointed to the huge photo of Ren Xiaoyao on the homepage of Sina.com, and said with a smile to the man next to her, "Honey, you are now a big celebrity, and all the major websites at home and abroad are all famous. I'm reporting your miraculous family history!"

"Really!"

Ren Xiaoyao, who was still thinking about how to operate tomorrow's New York crude oil futures, turned his head and gave Qiao Yun a sweet smile before turning his eyes to the LCD display of the laptop screen.

I saw a headline on the top of Sina.com's homepage in bold red characters: From a college student to a billionaire with a net worth of tens of billions of dollars within two years, the history of the fortune of the magical boy Ren Xiaoyao.And under the headline in red letters, there is also a close-up photo of himself.

"Wonder boy!"

Ren Xiaoyao smiled and said: "China has been reforming and opening up for 30 years, and now a world-class super rich has finally emerged, and the history of his fortune is still so legendary. Naturally, they will take the opportunity to make a big splash to earn ratings."

Qiaoyun closed the laptop, leaned her body softly into the arms of the man next to her, and said softly: "My dear husband, we haven't watched the sunrise and sunset together for a long time, sit with me on the big lawn later Would you like to watch the sunset?"

"A beautiful woman has a life, how dare Xiaosheng not obey!"

With a sweet smile on Ren Xiaoyao's face, he lowered his head and kissed Qiao Yun's tender face.

More than ten minutes later, a black luxury bulletproof Mercedes-Benz drove into the manor villa that Li Gang sent him in the city center.

Ren Xiaoyao stopped the car beside the big lawn in the villa, pulled Qiaoyun out of the Mercedes-Benz and threw the car keys to a person from the National Security Bureau who was in charge of villa security.

The next morning, around nine o'clock, the heavy iron gate of the villa was pushed open from the inside, and a black Mercedes-Benz drove out of the villa and then drove towards the suburbs, waiting at the entrance of the villa. People from all walks of life immediately started their cars and followed.

More than ten minutes later, Ren Xiaoyao drove Qiao Yun out of the gate of the villa in his Mercedes-Benz.

Ren Xiaoyao turned his head and glanced at the reporters who had already left, smiled and said to Qiao Yun next to him, "I didn't expect this method to be really effective. Now there are no annoying flies following behind, and the world is finally clean!"

Ren Xiaoyao drove the car to the only Audi that was still parked across the road, rolled down the window and said to Xu Wenbin who was still yawning in the Audi: "You can arrange some people to guard around the Dream Villa. "

"no problem!"

Xu Wenbin readily agreed.

Driving to the company, Ren Xiaoyao walked into his office, saw the newspaper on the table, his face changed suddenly, he picked up the internal phone on the desk and called Wen Yuedong over.

Ren Xiaoyao handed some of today's morning papers to Wen Yuedong, and said angrily: "Look, what are these things! Immediately send these guys who are interviewed by the newspaper office and talk nonsense in the newspaper Clear it out of the company for me, and let anyone who dares to accept media interviews casually let him go out immediately."

"Understood, I'll do it right away!"

Wen Yuedong replied respectfully.

Wen Yuedong actually knew very well why this big boss made such a big fuss so early in the morning.

Because of the newspapers in Ren Xiaoyao's hands, he had already admired them when he was having breakfast at home.

He also has to admire the imagination of those Chinese reporters and editors.

There was a Hong Kong Morning Post that actually wrote that Ren Xiaoyao was the illegitimate son of a big boss in the central government, and even quoted a personal account of a staff member of the Long Xiao Group to describe the secret relationship between Ren Xiaoyao and the big boss in the company at that time. meeting scene.

Chapter 570

At this moment, the intercom phone on the desk rang, and Ren Xiaoyao reached out and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Boss, there are a few reporters from Time Magazine who want to interview you."

Secretary Wang's voice was still sweet, but the meaning that this voice was expressing now made Ren Xiaoyao very annoyed.

Ren Xiaoyao, who has been terribly annoyed by the media these past two days, heard that there was another young reporter from a magazine who asked for an exclusive interview with him, so he raised his hand and slapped the desk heavily with a "bang".

Then he yelled into the phone: "I don't care what shitty magazine reporters they are, tell them these annoying flies to get out of here immediately, or tell the company's security to throw them all out!"

Wen Yuedong looked at the super rich Chinese man who was yelling into the phone in surprise, and said in surprise, "But the boss, they are reporters from Time Magazine!"

Wen Yuedong is very aware of the huge influence of Time Magazine in the United States and even the world. If Ren Xiaoyao can accept an exclusive interview and become the cover character of Time Magazine, it will greatly promote the company's future development.

"What, Time Magazine?"

Ren Xiaoyao looked at Wen Yuedong's surprised eyes on the opposite side, and realized how stupid he had done just now, but since he had told the other party to leave.

Ren Xiaoyao couldn't lose face, so he called the reporters from Time magazine back to do an exclusive interview for himself.

I had no choice but to resist to the end, and whispered in my mouth: "What about Time Magazine, I just told them to get out!"

After sending Wen Yuedong away, Ren Xiaoyao walked to the large French windows in the office, and looked at the TV station and newspaper interview cars parked next to Binsheng Square like more than a dozen ants, and felt a little irritated in his heart.

If these news media continue to mess around like this, I'm afraid I won't even think about living a normal life in the future.

And maybe it will bring unnecessary troubles to the lives of Qiaoyun who is about to give birth, Dongfang Bi and Zhou Ruo who have been working hard for themselves, the three daughters of Qin Yan, Qiaoyun and others.

After all, in China, a country where traditional concepts still hold the upper hand, the two terms unmarried mother and ** have not been fully accepted by people.

Standing in front of the big French window in a daze for a while, Ren Xiaoyao finally took out his phone and dialed Ji Yunsheng in Beijing. It would be safer to let him, a truly powerful man with all-hands and eyes, handle this kind of matter.

Ji Yunsheng's voice full of laughter came from the phone: "Boy, you're a mess now. These days, TV and newspapers are full of reports about you. This kind of encounter is rare in China. Now I finally think of my old man. Yes. I was thinking just now, why haven't you called to complain to my old man!"

Ren Xiaoyao said angrily: "I'm bothered now, Mr. Ji, please stop hurting me!"

"Uncle Ji, you should hurry up and find a way to help me get rid of those reporters who are as annoying as flies. My normal life and work have been disrupted by them."

Ren Xiaoyao continued.

"no way!"

Ji Yunsheng responded directly to Ren Xiaoyao in three words.

Ren Xiaoyao sighed and said: "Academician Ji forgot to tell you one thing. I have a problem with myself. As long as I am in a bad mood, I can't concentrate because of external forces. This kind of stream of consciousness will not come out, you know that this stream of consciousness depends on strong spiritual power, I can't even take a rest now..."

"Wait, Xiao Ren, what do you mean? Threatening me?"

Ji Yunsheng hurriedly interrupted Ren Xiaoyao's words.

"It's not a threat. Anyway, we are also party members. Didn't I tell the organization about my confusion?"

Ren Xiaoyao let it go.

"What you said is true, but this matter is really difficult! Alas!"

Ji Yunsheng also sighed.

Ren Xiaoyao knew that if he didn't give the other party a little bit of sweetness, Ji Yunsheng, an old vampire, would definitely not try his best to help him.

So he threw a big radish out and said: "Only Uncle Ji can quickly get rid of the media that are as annoying as flies. After Long Yunbi Fund completes the June light crude oil futures contract, I will consider donating another three or five dollars." [-] million to support national construction.”

"[-] million or [-] million, US dollars or RMB?"